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She closed her eyes. She remembered her grandmother’s voice, singing that very abhang while making puran poli . The smell of cardamom. The clang of the temple bell.

“Anjali,” he whispered. “Tukaram just swung his ear-ring in Bangalore.” online calligraphy marathi

Ajoba peered at her attempt. Anjali had sent a photo of her practice sheet. The Devanagari script, the vessel of Marathi saints like Tukaram and Dnyaneshwar, looked jagged on her page. The loops of ‘म’ were tight, the tail of ‘य’ too sharp. It looked like a circuit diagram. She closed her eyes