There was no trace of Chikkappa. Why didn’t he respond when she called him? He could have addressed her as Tuvvi, invited her in. He knew we wouldn’t contest any decision he made. Then why didn’t he? All that was left now was the smell of the curry she had brought, inviting enough to make one wonder if there might not be a little left unspilled in the container. Amma ordered that the container be thrown away.
