The Lowland, Jhumpa Lahiri
"But he had no sense of himself without Udayan. from his earliest memories, at every point, his brother was there."
"Anything you need, just give a call, Narasimhan said, patting him on the shoulder, turning back to his sons.
I’ll make you my yogurt rice one of these days, Narasimhan called out.
But an invitation never came."