Son has adopted an Irani café near his coaching centre and now corrects my chai order
Apparently I've been ordering chai wrong my whole adult life. He and three friends go to an old Irani place near their coaching centre after the evening batch. On Sunday he took me along. I asked for one chai, less sugar, and he stopped the waiter and ordered me a pauna instead, plus an Osmania biscuit, and then showed me how long to dunk it. The waiter agreed with him on every point. He's been going there for six weeks. Not sure how I feel about this :)