“The generosity of the poor, Sera marveled to herself. It puts us middle-class people to shame. They should hate our guts, really. Instead, they treat us like royalty. The thought of how she herself treated Bhima – not allowing her to sit on the furniture, having her eat with separate utensils – filled her with guilt. Yet she knew that if she tried to change any of these rituals, Feroz would have a fit.”
