See, the curd and chaas at our hostel mess never bothered my stomach, while milk was a sure disaster. The cook-bhaiya once told me it's because the *jaanwar*—the bacteria—have already done the hard work of breaking down the milk-sugar. It's like how the clay for my pots is first weathered and soaked; it's transformed, easier to handle. My own belly's proof—that morning glass of chaas after turning the wheel settles everything, while a glass of milk would turn my day into a proper *bhulaiya*.
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