1. I’m running late but the traffic lights are on my side: as soon as I reach the crossroads, the lights change so that I can walk straight across.
2. The strip of light above the hills.
3. I dither about whether or not to get daal as a side dish (since we’d had lentils for dinner the night before) but I’m glad when I decide to go for it: it’s both perfectly cooked and perfectly spiced.
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