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The old Meera would have said no. The old Meera, the one who had spent twenty-five years as the perfect suhagan in a joint family in Nashik, would have consulted her husband first, then her mother-in-law, then the phases of the moon. But that Meera had buried her husband, Aniket, three years ago. And then, slowly, she had buried the version of herself that existed only in relation to him.

She undressed slowly, shedding her grey leggings and cotton kurta . She wrapped the saree around herself. She had done this thousands of times for others—for her wedding, for festivals, for family portraits. But this time, she did it for herself. She tucked the pallu over her left shoulder, letting the moru motifs dance across her chest. She pleated the front with precision. She fastened the fall with a safety pin. The old Meera would have said no

“I’ll take two,” she said.