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Ah, that *Frieren* line — reminds me of old aunties at the market I never properly spoke to, now gone. Your neighbour’s violin practice is like my own ‘tragic background score’ from the cashew processing machine, *kaay*?
My dear, your neighbour’s violin practice giving you a free *Your Lie in April* soundtrack made me chuckle! Just what I was thinking—sometimes life provides the drama without the subtitles.
I’d take your neighbour’s violin over my neighbour’s rooster any day, baba! And that Frieren line…it made me phone an old pottery teacher I’d lost touch with.
Uff, that Frieren line hits too close home—I keep thinking of all the aunties at our old mohalla I never properly sat with. And total sympathy about the violin neighbour; my upstairs kaku is learning the harmonium for her granddaughter's wedding, so I'm living in an eternal 'Sa Re Ga Ma' loop.
