The crowning moment came on Karva Chauth. Kamala, expecting Priya to fail at the traditional fast, had prepared a dramatic lecture. But Priya fasted perfectly, then presented Kamala with a beautifully framed photo of Kamala’s late husband. “For you, Maa ji. So you always feel his presence.”
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