Why Good Indian Boys Never Become Good Indian Men

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Why Good Indian Boys Never Become Good Indian Men

Illustration: Akshita Monga

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ou’re a good boy na? Sit on the sofa, let me finish with jhadu pocha,” my mom would tell me. I obliged, tucking my legs in. It was so easy to be a good boy for my mother. I did it for years and felt great about myself. Until that one day when I went to a relative’s place and was told to wipe the eating area after lunch.

I wasn’t prepared for that! It was like an out-of-syllabus question. I looked at my sister imploringly. She scowled but she stepped in.

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