It's raining today.
Don't play in the ground.
It's too muddy.
If you slip, you'll hurt yourself.
Play in the classroom. Okay.
And don't walk under the trees.
A tree fell yesterday,
Even a bridge collapsed, It was on the news.
But it's stopped raining.
It might start again.
It's here!
Wait!
One minute!
Did you put in all the spices?
No Auntie, guess I forgot one.
I knew it when it first whistled!
Take it.
Thank you, Auntie.
Just a pinch.
Okay.
This new recipe will work for you.
Are you sure?
I know you doubt me,
but you'll see.
Yum... perfect!
A mouthful, and he will build you a Taj Mahal.
The Taj Mahal is a tomb.
I know!
Pull it back.
Fernandes...
Fernandes, this is Shaikh. Shaikh, Mr Fernandes.
Shaikh used to work in Saudi Arabia as the chief accountant for a small firm.
He will take over your responsibilities when you leave us next month.
He comes with very good references.
Very pleased to meet you sir.
Mr. Shroff praises you a lot.
I had him join us early so that you can train him all that you do in claims.
Good luck.
Mr. Shroff said that you've been here for 35 years.
Your colleagues will miss you.
How do you feel?
This is the beginning of your golden age, how do you feel?
Wonderful.
Awesome!
Can we start training?
Yes, we'll start...
But it's lunchtime.
Come at 4:45.
Okay, See you then.
Thank you very much sir! Nice to meet you.
Today's the recipe for one of my all time favorite dishes:
"Paneer do Pyaza."
Auntie!
Are you asleep? What happened?
Auntie, the lunchbox is back.
And what else?
It is empty. What, completely?
Yes.
Yes, as if it's been licked clean!
Didn't I tell you the new recipe would do wonders to you?
Yes.
Auntie, stop the tape, Rajeev is back.
Okay.
You're back early, that's good.
How was the lunch?
It was good.
Well... nothing else?
Yes, it was good as always.
The lunchbox came empty, so I thought...
You made aalo-gobhi, right? It was very good.
Yes, I just reached home.
I was waiting for your update.
Was it so boring?
I left early too.
What happened, sir?
I'm retiring next month.
I want to stop the Dabba service.
Okay sir, I'll take note.
I will pay you at the end of the month.
Okay sir, no problem.
And... who cooked today?
We did, why?
The food was good!
Really? It was very good.
Carry on this way.
What's with him today?
He liked aalo-gobhi.
Make it again tomorrow.
Here, serve it.
What is this?
Mr. Fernandes, our ball fell into your balcony. Please, can we have it?
Please sir!
Do I look like a servant? No.
Please Mr. Fernandes, we'll not play here. We'll go to the other side.
If you play in front of this door again, I'll chase you down the street.
Please!
We'll play the other side!
I'm here, Auntie.
Were you calling me?
Yes.
I was changing your uncle's diaper.
What did Rajeev say?
Nothing.
What?
Auntie, the lunchbox was delivered to someone else.
I don't think Rajeev got it.
Someone else got it. And he liked the food and he ate it.
But that's impossible, the dabbawaalas never get it wrong.
What is it?
Good morning sir, how are you?
Good morning.
Yesterday, I came right at 4:45, but you were not there.
I was there. You were late. But I came exactly at 4:45.
I was there, you were late.
Ok, no problem.
Are these files all of Claims?
Obviously. This is the Claims department.
When do we start my training?
Soon.
Sure, sir?
After lunch.
Then I'll come back after? Yes, after.
Are you sure? Yes.
You will be right here?
Ok sir, thank you.
Thank you for finishing up the meal yesterday.
I'd cooked that meal for my husband.
Finding the lunchbox empty,
I thought he'd praise me, when he comes back.
For a while, I thought the way to a man's heart,
really goes through his stomach.
And for the sake of that confusion,
I'm making some paneer.
My husband's favorite.
Ila.
Auntie, don't you think writing a letter, is a bit strange?
Ila, but you should thank him.
And what if it goes to Rajeev?
All the better.
How could he not know he ate someone else's food?
Let him notice today!
Should I write anything else? No need.
Keep it short!
Auntie!
Auntie, are you asleep?
What happened?
The lunchbox has come back.
Empty again. But with a reply.
A reply? Yes.
Read it to me.
This is not Rajeev's writing.
But what does it say?
"Dear Ila. The food was very salty today."
And what else?
"Dear Ila. The food was very salty today."
What? No "thank you", nothing?
"Dear Ila. The food was very salty today."
What does he think of himself? He swallows everything and he complains?
You just wait a minute.
Here... Put these in.
No auntie, I think this is going the wrong way.
I'm going to tell the dabbawaala about this mistake.
But he should've still thanked you!
No, I really don't like all this.
Why? Who's he to you.
Good afternoon sir. How are you?
Good.
You were not at your desk, so I came here.
I saw you in the canteen, reading something. I didn't want to bother you.
Your meal has a delicious aroma.
As if I can taste the food just by smelling it!
Your wife...
has magic in her hands.
My wife is dead.
It's time.
Dear Ila, The salt, was fine today.
Chili was a bit on the higher side...
but I had 2 bananas after lunch, they helped to extinguish the fire in my mouth.
And I think will also be good for the motions.
There are so many people in the city
who eat only a banana or two for lunch.
It's cheap and it fills you up.
Hello.
My husband came home late last night.
He did not say a word.
In the morning, he left for work, and Yashvi went to school.
And I started cooking with Deshpande Auntie.
She's our neighbor who lives in the flat above.
Her husband had been in a coma for 15 years.
One day he woke up and began staring at the fan.
Since then, he looks nowhere else. Just stares at the fan, all day
and falls asleep at night.
When he wakes up, he goes back doing the same.
He hasn't said anything...
for the past 15 years.
Even the doctors have lost all hope.
It's an old model Orient fan.
It has never broken down.
Auntie thinks it keeps him alive.
One day, there was a power outage.
As the fan slowed down, his eyes began to roll.
His heart beats almost stopped, when the power came back on.
Since then, Auntie has installed a generator.
Uncle keeps looking at the fan.
And my husband at his phone.
As if nothing else exists.
Perhaps, that's how it is.
Why do we live?
Dear Ila, Your husband sounds like a busy man.
Life is very busy these days.
There are too many people,
and everyone wants what the other has.
Years ago, you could find a place to sit on the train every now and then,
but these days, it's difficult.
If Mr. Deshpande wakes up now,
He would see the difference and probably go back to his fan.
When my wife died, she got a horizontal burial plot.
I tried to buy a burial plot for myself the other day, but what they offered me
was a vertical one.
I have spent my whole life standing in trains and buses.
Now I'll have to stand even when I'm dead.
Why don't you have another child?
Sometimes having a child can help a marriage.
Rajeev?
What do you say?
It's pretty.
You forgot?
Rajeev, I wore this on our honeymoon.
I wanted to see if it needed alterations.
But it fits me very well,
Right? Yes.
It's even loose here.
Yes...
On our return, we did not know Yashvi was to arrive.
Right, we learned it much later.
Two months later!
Back then, we did not have much.
When she was born, luck smiled on us.
Everything is so expensive today, luck is not enough.
Why do you prepare me aalo-gobhi every day?
Do you have a stock to sell?
Rajeev.
What if Yashvi had a little brother or sister?
You had one...
And he...
Please, enough of aalo-gobhi, it gives me gas.
Auto, buses, airplanes,
They all get trapped in Mumbai's traffic.
This road is blocked since morning.
You see that tower?
A woman jumped this morning with her little girl.
She jumped with her daughter?
What was the name of the woman?
I don't know. I didn't know her.
Must be some domestic problems.
You know someone who lives there?
She did not survive?
Hello.
This morning my husband went to the office...
Good afternoon, sir. How are you?
I'm busy.
What about my training?
This is the lunchtime. Check back later.
I was told not to expect anything from you.
I'm Aslam Shaikh. I'm an orphan.
I gave myself that name.
All I know, I taught myself.
And I'll also learn this work myself. I'm finished. Thank you very much.
Listen.
Come here.
Go to my desk.
There are files of Claims from Ahmadabad region.
Calculate the amounts,
prepare payment orders and send it to Accounts department. Go.
Thank you very much.
Thank you so much.
I'll be right back.
No, don't come back, go, go.
Yes sir, thank you very much.
This morning my husband went to the office and Yashvi to school.
I listened to the news on the radio.
When my brother died, everyone said:
He should've been brave.
So what he failed his exams?
He still, should've been brave.
What was this woman thinking?
Maybe she'd have removed her jewelry...
bracelets, earrings,
wedding necklace...
What her daughter might have asked?
It must have been difficult getting up to the roof.
I guess it takes courage to jump as well?
Dear Ila, Please don't think like that.
Things are never as bad as they seem.
One day I was on the train on my way to work,
And then suddenly I felt something.
Someone touching me...
down there...
Are you laughing?
Yes, Auntie.
I recalled a joke.
Tell me!
I forgot.
You forgot? Yes.
Soak 5 almonds every night.
And eat them in the morning.
It strengthens memory.
Yes, I'll do that.
How are you, sir?
Are you going to the station? Yes.
I get off at Mumbai Central Station
From there I go to Dongri.
And you?
I... Bandra.
Sir, if you don't mind, can I ask you something?
Yes.
At the office, they say that...
once you kicked a cat on your way.
and it fell in front of a bus, got crushed and you just walked away.
Is it true?
It wasn't a cat. It was actually a blind man.
He was asking for directions,
so I pushed him and a bus ran over him.
You better be careful.
Thank you.
Give me a cigarette.
I'll pay you later.
This is a joke, right?
Have you always lived in Bandra?
Yes, always.
I used to move a lot.
First, I was on Muhammad Ali Street.
Then I went to Dubai, then to Saudi Arabia.
From there I'd keep coming back and forth.
But after I met Meherunissa, I didn't go back.
I cut my vegetables here
and I cook it when I get home.
Where did you learn to cut vegetables like that?
I used to work in a hotel in Saudi.
You worked in a hotel? Yes...
Kitchen, room service, accounting...
All in one.
You know, in Saudi Arabia...
there's nothing for entertainment. Work-prayer, prayer-work...
Nothing else. Here I get a lot of time.
I cook in the evening. And when Meherunissa gets home, we eat toghether.
And then we even go for a walk. Very good.
But I love her, I tell you.
What do you do in the evenings?
I watch TV sometimes.
Sir, come with me.
Where? My house.
I will make you a "Pasanda".
A what? "Pasanda".
What is it? It's a mutton dish.
You make thin slices of it. Then you chop it down.
From the lamb? Yes.
It's my specialty.
I will come.
Now. Right now?
Yes, please! No, no!
I have an important work at home. So not today, but some other time.
So next time? Yes, sure.
I'll wait for you...
Yes, next time.
See you, bye. Bye bye.
Hello. My husband came home late yesterday.
But he got a call and he went back.
Yashvi also fell asleep.
I'd brought few things after marriage, without telling my mother.
Among them, there was an old diary.
It contained my grandmother's original apple-gourd recipe.
They are in the season now.
I think you'll like it.
Excellent!
How are you, sir?
Can I sit?
Please.
Thank you.
Try some?
Are you sure?
Yes.
What happened?
Where did you order it from?
A restaurant near my house.
Why?
It is awesome!
Sir, its awesome! It's really good. Please, order a dabba for me.
They're going to close down.
How can they close down?
There's no value for talent in this country.
You are right, sir. There's no value for talent in this country.
There must be magic in his hands.
Anyone can cook, but this one has magic.
Dear Ila, your grandmother's recipe was very good.
Even better than my favorite, eggplant.
Yesterday even I found something from many years ago.
I found old TV shows that my wife used to record.
You must have been a child when they played on TV or not even born yet.
My wife used to love them.
I don't know why I wanted to see them.
I watched them for hours.
I went through them show by show episode by episode.
And then finally after staying up all night.
I realised what it was that I was looking for.
Every Sunday when she watched the shows,
I was outside repairing my bicycle, or just smoking,
and I would glance through the window every now and then just for a second.
And I would see her reflection on the TV screen,
laughing, laughing at the same jokes over and over...
each time as if she was hearing it for the very first time.
I wish I had kept on looking back then...
I've forwarded all the payment orders.
An apple and a banana for you.
Go ahead.
No, sir.
I insist.
Okay.
What is this?
Paper.
Could I have some water, please?
How is it? Good?
I love it.
Thank you.
Today, we no longer send it on paper. Instead we email.
What paper? Letters!
This is the era of emails.
Hello.
My mother too loves old TV shows.
When I was small, I watched them for hours.
I wanted to say you something.
Each cigarette smoked, takes away 5 mins of life.
My father has lung cancer.
When he suffers too much, he says he will have to smoke more
to avoid having to deal with this pain.
Don't blame me.
Oh, Ila!
Yes, Auntie?
Did you bring me carrots?
Yes, I did. Drop the basket down.
Here!
They only cost 10 rupees.
What else did you get?
That's it. The usual.
What other food can be cooked based on eggplant?
You can fry them, stuff them, bake...
He is having a new treatment.
It helps, but he sleeps all day.
Mom? Where's the TV?
There are no good shows these days.
Do you need money?
No, it's ok..
This treatment is very expensive.
It's OK, don't worry. I've got this.
But how? Where would you get the money from?
If my son was alive, I would not have to beg.
I'll talk to Rajeev.
Don't do that. There's no need.
I will ask for about Rs. 5000.
No way.
Asking for money, every now and then is inappropriate.
You can pay it back later.
No.
I've got some money. It'll do.
I got this under control.
Well, okay.
But do not tell your father.
Rs 5000 should be sufficient
for this month.
Next month we'll find another way.
You want to see him?
Shall I wake him up?
It's late, we need to go back.
Okay.
Dear Ila,
You won't believe what happened to me yesterday.
In the evening, as I was walking to the station with Shaikh,
Shaikh and I we walk together,
I felt like stopping to look at a painter's works.
All of his paintings are exactly the same.
But when you look close, real close,
you can see that they're different each slightly different from the other.
A different car here, a different man daydreaming on the bus there,
a stray dog cutting across the street.
Whatever catches the painter's fancy on that day.
And in one of them,
I saw myself.
At least I think it's me.
And then I treated myself to an auto rickshaw.
The old houses of boys I used to play with when I was a child
are gone now.
My old school too.
But some things are still the same.
The old post office is still there,
and the hospital where I was born
and where my parents died, and my wife.
I think we forget things if we have no one to tell them to.
Pardon, sir?
What? You told me?
No.
What are you playing?
Blind Man's Bluff.
You know what I used to play at your age? What?
Let's take that off first.
Should I do it? No...
I'll do it.
We used to play "ghar-ghar".
This was the baby.
I was the father.
And your uncle was the mother, my wife.
Hello.
I want to tell you something.
I think my husband is having an affair.
At first I thought of confronting him.
But I don't have the courage.
Where would I go?
There is one place...
My daughter has learned that in Bhutan, everyone is happy.
They do not have GNP but Gross National Happiness.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to have that here?
Madame.
What if I came to Bhutan with you?
You seem distracted.
Have I made a mistake? No.
Tell me something, Shaikh...
Yes?
Have you ever been to Bhutan? Bhutan?
I think... instead of Nasik, I should move to Bhutan.
I have only been to Saudi Arabia. But Bhutan, that's fine too.
Economy's a bit poor, Our rupee is worth 5 there.
It's worth going there.
My mother used to say... she always says,
"Sometimes a wrong train takes you to the right station."
Your mother?
You told me that you're an orphan.
That's true,
but when I say: "My mother always says ..."
people take me seriously. And it feels good.
That makes sense.
You're listening to Radio Bhutan...
How could we go together to Bhutan?
I don't even know your name.
How are you, sir?
A banana and an apple.
Try this.
What's up, sir? You are radiant today.
Where does that come from?
You know, you're looking 10 years younger. Touchwood!
Your mother says that a wrong train can take you to the right station...
My mother is always right. How is it?
I love this meal.
Variety.
Variety, sir.
Auntie!
Yes, tell me.
Do you have the cassette of this film, "Saajan"?
Yes, why?
The songs were good, right?
Yes. Not bad.
Can we hear it?
Now?
Yes. Lets listen to it.
Can you play it?
Ok, I'll put it on.
Hello,
Something strange happened yesterday. Auntie played the songs of film "Saajan".
She has audio cassettes of all the old Indian movies,
She's not fond of CDs or MP3s.
She keeps the music industry alive all by herself!
I crossed out some lines of this letter...
Don't you think it's weird to write letters like this?
One can write anything in a letter, it's easy.
But what I erased, I want to tell you in person.
I guess, it's time that we should meet.
Do you know where the cafe Kooler in Matunga, is?
I've heard they make some good "Keema Pao",
It's my favorite.
What do you say to an appointment tomorrow at 1 pm?
Ila.
Mr. Saajan...
What?
The boss wants to see you.
Yes, I will go after lunch. It is urgent.
Ok, I'm coming.
May I come in sir?
I just had a meeting with the accounts department.
And it was the most embarrassing meeting of my life.
Do you know what they said?
They said, it's as if our claims department does not exist.
All the pay orders are wrong!
Shaikh's initials are all over the place.
And to think that I was going to have this man replace you!
I need you to review this.
Stay up all night if necessary, but fix it!
And as for you, Shaikh, just get out of my sight. Please.
It's my mistake, sir.
I made the pay orders, sir.
I asked for his initials because we work together.
It's my mistake.
Fernandes, you don't have to defend him.
I'm not defending anyone, sir.
35 years of service,
and you have not made one single mistake.
You know I would not defend anyone, sir.
Anyway,
I'll handle the accounts department.
It's okay, sir. No problem.
And one more thing.
Why do these files all smell of vegetables?
Onions, potatoes, even garlic!
Really?
Smell it! Smell it!
I don't know.
Sir, you saved me today.
Thank you. You saved me.
Don't you ever cut those bloody vegetables on the office files.
Sorry sir.
Next time,
I'll cover it up with plastic, and then cut vegetables on it.
I'm sorry sir. No vegetables, nothing. I'm sorry sir.
These aren't your Saudi's hotel files!
These are government records. Do you understand!
If you don't understand that, then go!
Go? But why?
I won't leave.
You're there. You'll teach me everything.
I'm sorry sir, but you'll have to teach me everything.
Did your mother ask you to make fake degrees
to get a real job?
She must have been mistaken...
What kind of a person you are Mr. Shaikh?
Sir, please come home with me for dinner. Sir, please!
I prepared a "Pasanda".
Sir please!
Unbelievable! Mr. Shaikh.
Unbelievable...
A "Pasanda" he said.
But you're coming, right?
Sir, please have some more. No.
This is very good.
This is my recipe, sir.
My father warned me:
"Don't marry this guy, he will chain you to the stove."
Her father is a very dangerous man.
It was during the World Cup in 1984...
I last saw him smile. And that too, just little.
Just like Raj Kapoor from Mughal-e-Azam.
What does your wife do?
Just keep quiet.
I'm sorry, she doesn't know anything.
No, its okay.
My wife is dead.
But I have a girlfriend.
You do?
Yes.
What is her name?
Ila.
I knew it! Lunchbox, food, notes...
When did you get married?
Well, what should I say... it sometimes seems as if it's been 35 years.
Sometimes 25, Sometimes 10. At times, I even feel like it was yesterday.
Sir, please have some more! Just a little.
This is my recipe. No, it's ok.
You aren't eating anything at all.
Sir, I wanted to ask you something.
Okay, go ahead.
About our marriage...
Actually, her father refused.
He said: "He's an orphan, small height. He has dark skin."
Meherunissa then ran away from her home. And came here.
But she doesn't want to marry without her father's consent.
I will not tell anyone.
No, that's not it.
I mean, he has finally agreed.
We're going to get married.
There'll be a lot of people from her side: Brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts...
everyone will be there.
But there will be no one from my side.
I am alone.
I wanted to know if you would...
like to act as my guardian.
Me?
Yes. And if Ms. Ila could come too.
Of course.
Thank you sir.
We'll come.
Thank you so much, sir.
His father wants to present me a scooter.
As a gift for my promotion.
But I'm not leaving.
I thought I would refuse the early retirement.
I will ask the boss to make you my assistant.
But your promotion...
This is a very good news, sir!
But not a word to my father-in-law, otherwise he'll take away the scooter.
Should I go tell Meherunissa?
Thank you very much.
Sir, would you like to sit?
Me?
Yes, I'm asking you.
No.
Please, sir. I get off at the next stop.
Fernandes. Yes, sir?
You wanted to talk to me?
No sir.
My secretary said you wanted to talk to me...
It was about pay orders.
What about the pay orders?
It's resolved.
You sure? Yes.
Okay. I'll see you soon.
Madam, do you want to order?
Dear Ila,
I got the lunchbox today there was nothing in it.
And, I deserved that.
Yesterday you waited in the restaurant for me for a long time...
But before that, that same morning,
I forgot something in the bathroom.
I went back in to get it...
and the bath room smelled the same
exactly the same as it used to be after my grandfather
had taken a shower.
It was like my grandfather had been there.
But he had not.
It was just me.
Just me and the smell of an old man.
I don't know when I became old.
Maybe it was that morning, maybe it was many many mornings ago.
And maybe if I'd forgotten something in the bathroom before.
I would have found out sooner.
Uncle, please take a seat?
No.
Life kept on going and lulled me with its motions.
I kept rocking back and forth as it threw me left and it threw me right...
And then, before I knew it...
No one buys yesterdays lottery ticket, Ila.
I came to the restaurant while you were waiting.
There you were,
fidgeting with your purse,
drinking all that water...
I wanted to come up to you and tell you all this in person,
but I just watched you wait.
You look beautiful.
You're young.
You have dreams.
And for some time you have let me into your dreams.
And I want to thank you for that.
The two ladies behind come forward, please.
Smile, please.
One, two, three.
Now a photo with everyone!
The family of the bride on the right. Those of the groom on the left.
Those from the groom's side, please come to the left.
Are you leaving, sir?
Is this the new scooter? Can I drop you somewhere?
If you stay, I'll return it to father-in-law.
Taxi!
It's weird, seems like as if its dry...
Goodbye, Shaikh.
You know, sir...
when I took the train for the first time with you, in 1st class.
That day, I had no ticket.
I was anxious throughout the journey.
I prayed that the conductor wouldn't come.
What would you think of me?
The next day, I got a pass for the 1st class.
You'll be a good husband, Shaikh.
Thank you very much, sir.
Just a moment.
Come see me at Nasik, sometimes.
I'm coming, Mom.
80 rupees.
Yes.
Rajeev is coming, ok?
He is in a meeting.
He will go directly to the crematorium.
I' so hungry.
I want to have some "parathas".
I haven't eaten anything this morning.
I was preparing his breakfast.
Mom...
I've always wondered
what would happen to me after his death.
Don't worry. But now...
I'm hungry, that's all.
In the beginning, we loved each other so much,
when you were born.
But for years, I've been disgusted with him.
Every morning, I prepared him something to eat.
Medicines. Bath.
Breakfast. Medicines.
Bath.
When your brother died,
this old ambulance came.
Do you remember?
Those old Matador models.
Which one came today?
What color?
White, with a blue light.
Yes.
Sir.
This lunchbox has been going to the wrong address.
That's impossible.
We never make mistakes. Yes, I understand.
But this box that I send, is not being delivered to the address I gave.
It is delivered to the same address. I'm telling you that it isn't.
People came from Harvard.
Forget Harvard people. Listen to what I'm telling you.
This box that I give you,
The address I gave you, was right. It was that of my husband.
But he's not receiving it. It's getting delivered to someone else.
People from Harvard came to study our system.
They say that there are no errors. But you're saying...
But I'm telling you there's a mistake.
Ma'am, do you think I am a liar?
The King of England in person came to observe our system.
But this meal goes somewhere someone eats it.
It goes to the right place.
I want the address where this is delivered!
Desk of Saajan Fernandes?
Two rows further.
Is this the desk of Saajan Fernandes?
I'll call back.
Saajan Fernandes?
He is gone.
He left the company.
Where can I find him?
Nasik.
He went to Nasik.
So, you are headed to Nasik?
Yes.
You are moving there?
Yes.
This is temporary or final?
Permanent.
I've been there for years, since retirement.
I go back to Mumbai from time to time to see my son.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Ila.
Good evening, Mr. Fernandes.
We thought you are gone.
I was gone, but I came back.
Why?
Okay you can play, here.
But don't break anybody's glass, okay?
Take it.
Thank you, Mr. Fernandes.
I've been calling you all the time.
Where were you?
I was out for some work.
I got worried.
I have no more diapers for your uncle.
I asked the guard to find some.
Today, I cleaned up your uncle's fan.
While it was still running!
You're probably at Nasik.
You had to get up this morning make a tea.
And maybe a walk afterward.
This morning I woke up, and I sold all my jewelry.
My bracelets, my earrings, my wedding necklace.
It is not much.
But they told me: 1 rupee is worth 5 in Bhutan.
So we should be okay for some time.
And afterward...
we'll see.
When Yashvi returns, the luggage will be ready.
We will take the train this afternoon.
I might send you this letter
and your new postman will bring it to you.
Or maybe I will keep it,
and read in a few years...
I read somewhere that sometimes,
the wrong train can lead you to the right station.
We'll see...