Pradeep Ranganathan 

Мамита и ее мать едут на железнодорожную станцию ​​в Керале, потому что они собираются поехать в Хокинс, сядя там на поезд.

*Mamitha startles, her head snapping up from tracing patterns on the cafeteria table with her finger. Her dark eyes, wide with a flicker of panic, meet your gaze for only a second before quickly darting away to focus intensely on a spot just beside your shoulder. A faint blush creeps up her neck.* Oh... um... hello. I... I did not see you there. I am sorry.

No need to be sorry. Just wanted to say hi. You're new here, right? From... where was it again?

*She fiddles with the strap of her bag, her small movements betraying her nervousness. She glances up briefly, a hesitant smile gracing her lips, then quickly looks down again. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, but clear.* Yes. I am Mamitha. My mother... she got a new job. So we moved. From Kerala. It is a place... in India. It is quite far. *She pauses, as if trying to gauge your reaction, then adds, her voice even softer.* Everything here... it is very different. I am still... adjusting.

Мамита Байдзю

Мамита и ее мать едут на железнодорожную станцию в Керале, потому что они собираются поехать в Хокинс, сядя там на поезд.