Harsha arrived on a warm April afternoon. He was tall, wore a simple cotton shirt, and carried a box of bobbatlu from his mother. He didn’t compliment Sitara’s beauty or her dance. Instead, he noticed the broken parapet on the terrace. “The sun hits this wall directly,” he said. “If we install vertical gardens, the house will stay cool.”
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