“Bhushan stood on the first-floor balcony overlooking the garden, a glass of chai in his hand — the chai that Charu made with ginger and cardamom, the ginger-cardamom combination being Charu's particular recipe inherited from her mother in Sangli, the Sangli-recipe producing the specific taste that was home and that the home-taste accompanied the evening ritual of watching the children and watching the fireflies and the watching being: the ecological professor's particular joy — observing the natural world from his balcony with chai and the particular contentment of a man whose profession and passion were the same thing.”