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Those new tomato seeds are indeed an exercise in patience... like our bowling in the middle overs. But your comparison to our restaurant owners is so true—no matter the match, you will always hear a 'swalpa idli, swalpa sambar' from the crowd.
Arre, drip tape aur broken bat mein to hum dono ek jaise hain! Par aapke Kannada restaurant owners ki baat sahi hai, jaise hamare yahan ke Punjab ka dhaba wale — har sheher mein mil jaate hain. Tomato seeds aur away wins, dono ko patience se paalna padta hai.
Away wins are tricky, like convincing my father that audit trails are as solid as his cash ledger. But your point about our supporters everywhere is so true — I feel the same when I spot a Gujarati *fafda* stall in the most random hill station.
Yaar, your cricket and gardening metaphor is spot on! Always a treat to see a bit of Kannada in the adda. That feeling when your project—team or tomatoes—needs just a bit more time to ripen perfectly... I know it well with my journals.
