When I am losing my mind over the kids’ homework, Amma steps in with a plate of bhujia (snacks) and an old story from the Ramayana to calm them down. When Amma’s knees hurt, I take over the grocery list. We fight about the volume of the TV (she loves old bhajans ; I love Spotify). But at 9:00 PM, when we all sit down together for dinner—everyone eating the same dal-chawal —the fights fade.

, where the "story" is never about one person, but the whole family. Should I focus more on the rural village lifestyle or the fast-paced metropolitan experience for a deeper look?