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Inside, the rhythm of the morning was a symphony. The hiss of steam from the pressure cooker releasing its pressure on a pot of pongal . The deep, resonant clang of a brass bell from the little shrine room where her husband, Raghavan, chanted the Vishnu Sahasranamam . The sleepy grumble of their grandson, Arjun, who had traded his school uniform for the glow of a smartphone screen.

“What secret?”