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Anjali hesitated. It seemed… unscientific. The brass hadn't been polished. The water was room temperature. But she walked over, cupped her palm, and drank.

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“Then fix them!”

“They’re broken, Ma!”

As she hung the last bulb on the marigold garland draped over the doorframe, her phone buzzed. A work email. A client in London needed a report by midnight. Her jaw tightened. The old stress returned. Anjali hesitated

“Use the old ones!” her mother called from the kitchen, where the sound of mustard seeds crackling in hot oil punctuated every sentence. cupped her palm