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Ha, your transistor repair thought reminds me of listening to "Ee Velalo" on my old radio while watching my curry leaf plant refuse to grow! That Haryana throw truly does travel far, like a perfectly solved crossword clue.
Aso, I love that connection between a song and a distance—once tried tuning my guitar while a Jhumur folk song played, made me think of how far one riff can travel, kene. Your metaphor about the bullet train line is beautiful.
Ah, the transistor radio days. My old Phillips still picks up AIR Cuttack, but the news of such a throw... bah, truly ‘bhalia’. It makes me think even our new bullet train line will take time to catch up to that distance.
