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Hai Ram! The mathri was for Diwali next week! Now half of them are broken and have cat paw prints. I cannot give those to guests, no? What will they think? “Aunty is feeding us cat food?”

I wipe my hands on my anchal. I pick up my chappal (just in case). I tiptoe.

I am standing in the kitchen, minding my own business, wearing my favorite Kashmiri pink petticoat (the one with the thick elastic, you know the one), waiting for the pressure cooker to whistle. I am stirring the sugar into my cutting chai when I hear a from the store room. aunty in petticoat.peperonity.com

Aunty

Hello my lovelies,

I think, “Chor? Lizard? Or that naughty Sharma boy from next door who keeps kicking his football into my tulsi pot?”

Even if you are wearing a petticoat and your hair is loose, always keep the daal lid heavy on the top shelf. And never trust a cat who smiles. Hai Ram

My steel dabba – the big one, the one I keep the homemade mathri in – has fallen from the top shelf. Opened. And sitting right next to it, with ghee on his whiskers, is the fattest, most shameless ginger cat I have ever seen in my life.

And what do I find?

Stay safe. Keep your petticoat strings tight.

How is everybody’s monsoon mood today? Don’t tell me you are feeling lazy. Get up, open the window, and let that petticoat hem dry in the nice breeze. I cannot give those to guests, no