He walked to the old wooden dining table and pulled out a chair. "Come. The parippu curry is still warm. Amma made sure."
"Randu anjaatha jeevithangal... oru penkoodil oru puzha pole santhikkunnu." (Two unknown lives meet… like a river meets a bird's nest.)
A rain-soaked evening in a tharavad (ancestral home) in Thrissur. The sound of chenda melam fades in the distance.