But Mami, look at this! (He plays the video on his phone). We could be stars. We’ll film a dance right here. You do the ghunghat flip, I’ll do the city-boy shuffle. We’ll go viral on the "mp4" apps!

(Stops churning, wipes her hands) The only place you’re taking me is to the market to carry twenty kilos of flour.

It’s a cultural anthem, Mami! It’s about our bond! The lyrics say, "O Bhanja, take me to the city." I’m just practicing the lead role.

(Sighs, adjusting her dupatta) Fine. But if this doesn't get a million likes, you’re cleaning the cowshed for a month. Start the music, Bhanja!

"Studies?" You’ve been "studying" the same DJ song for three days. I hear "Mami Bhanja 2" blasting from your room so loud the buffaloes have stopped giving milk.