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We don't do "date nights" or "me time" very well. But we do together time brilliantly. We fight hard, but we laugh louder. When I am sick, there are three people trying to feed me kadha (herbal tea). When the kids win a prize, there are four grandparents on a video call crying with joy.

The Dabbawala (tiffin carrier) arrives for Arjun's lunch. The vegetable vendor calls at 2 PM. The milkman comes at 3:30. Life runs on "Indian Stretchable Time"—which means everything happens eventually, just not when you planned. www.savita bhabhi.com

Do you live in a joint family or a nuclear setup? Tell me one habit from your childhood kitchen that you still follow today in the comments below! We don't do "date nights" or "me time" very well

This is the noise I used to hate when I was a newlywed. Now, I realize silence is loneliness. This noise is love. When I am sick, there are three people

Leave your shoes at the door. Bring your appetite. And stay for the chai.

Lunch is a sacred ritual. You cannot skip lunch in an Indian home. At 1 PM sharp, Mumma serves a thali : rice, dal, a vegetable sabzi, yogurt, and papad. We watch the noon soap opera (the TV show, not our life—though sometimes it's hard to tell the difference).