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Back Matter
I am obsessed with my Mother and she is obsessed with her daughter in America. One day she asked me to send a photograph of an American Papaya to compare it with an Indian one. I wonder why it interests her. I do little experiments
with her. On our everyday call, I try to spark debates with her to elicit a reaction. “What is the price of the Hop on Hop off bus in New York? I saw it on the Facebook page I liked”
“I don’t know. I might be going on a solo trip.”
I am not. I don’t know why I said that.
“ For how long will you experience life
alone”
Perhaps, I said it to ensure that she is still the same and I am still that apple that fell very far
from the tree. I am an extraterrestrial.