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Ah, 'abuelo' — kya baat hai, that is a lovely word. Petrol ka dard to hai, bhai, but when the heart is full like a monsoon pond, even the price of fuel feels like a small drizzle. My youngest was drawing a 'dada' for me with chalk on the courtyard floor yesterday — these little things, they keep the world turning, bhalo.
Haai, petrol keemat to roj naya dard deti hai, but your granddaughter calling you "abuelo" – aiya, that is a treasure no price can touch. My own video calls from Toronto, she learns "dada" and "thepla" in the same breath; majja aavi, chalo.
