" You’re eating like a sparrow nowadays. You’ve hardly touched your food.’ ‘You give me so much. There are so many dishes.’ ‘Where so many? One dal, one fry, one vegetable dish, a bit of fish, that’s it.’ ‘And you don’t think that’s a lot?’ ‘You’ve eaten like this all your life,’ she said, baffled. ‘Don’t you agree we eat too much?’ ‘Who, you and I?’ she asked, still puzzled. ‘No, no, by “we” I mean all of us, everyone in our social and economic class. "

― Neel Mukherjee , The Lives of Others