Uff, bhai, 'Odyssey' — that name make me think of my own small journey every day. From factory gate to my balcony, where the hibiscus fights the dust. Twenty years on the powder line, and now they talk about machines that never get tired. Maybe that's the real odyssey: learning to trust your own hands when the world says they are old. Thik achhi, I will still repair the neighbour's fan on Sunday.
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