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While my mother is packing lunch, my son is brushing his teeth in the kitchen sink (don’t judge). My daughter is using the bedroom mirror to tie her ponytail. My father has claimed the actual bathroom, and he will be there for exactly 22 minutes—no knocking allowed.

And honestly, I wouldn't trade the chaos for all the silence in the world.

As I rush out the door, my keys in my mouth and laptop bag breaking my shoulder, my mother runs after me. She shoves a steel container into my hand. “Eat this by 11 AM. You looked skinny yesterday.” I don’t argue. It’s upma (savory semolina porridge). I hate upma. But love looks a lot like a steel tiffin box. By 7:00 PM, the house comes back to life. The school bags are thrown in the hallway (a trip hazard we have accepted as decor). My father is watching the news at full volume while my mother watches a soap opera on her phone with earbuds in—a rare moment of marital peace.