Two fistfuls of coins

R ecently, our village temple asked my daughter to offer a fistful of coins in each hand. The day before, I went hunting for these coins. I searched every cupboard at home. The only coins I found were an American cent and a Dubai dirham. I wasn’t sure our deity accepted foreign currency.

At tea stalls, paan shops and grocery stores, shopkeepers stared at me. “Sir, this is the UPI age!” I held out a ₹500 note and pleaded, “ Do-teen coin de de baba ! Do-teen coin de de !” A few kind souls saved the day. Comments have to be in English, and in full sentences. They cannot be abusive or personal.

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