It was a baby pink shirt with yellow polka dots and she loved it. But not as much as she love(d) him.

"Don't cry didi... Remember that time bai burned your favorite shirt? You were so upset you didn't talk to anyone for two whole weeks! Then bhaiyaa bought you the pink top from Express and you were so happy."

She couldn't help smiling wistfully at the trusting naïveté.

"Belongings are easily replaced, choti. People are not."