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"Tonight, you come with us for the visarjan ," she said. Not a request.

Ravi shifted the cardboard box onto his hip and knocked on the door of Apartment 4C. The Mumbai humidity had already glued his cotton kurta to his back, even though it was only 8 a.m. Luxure My Wifes Desires -DORCEL 2022- XXX WEB-DL

"You look tired," Meena Aunty said, not looking up from her pooris . "Did you sleep?" "Tonight, you come with us for the visarjan ," she said

Outside, the city roared to life—autos honking, temple bells ringing, and somewhere, a chaiwala calling out, "Garam chai... garam chai!" The Mumbai humidity had already glued his cotton

Ravi learned that saying "I don't drink chai" would have been akin to declaring you don't breathe air. He accepted the cup. The ginger-and-cardamom warmth spread through his chest. Around him, colleagues debated everything—cricket, politics, the best vada pav stall in the city. The chai break was a leveler. It dissolved hierarchies. It was where deals were whispered, gossip was traded, and loneliness was impossible.