You know, yaar, when I’m delivering to the older aunties in the next village, they’ll say “tu” to me even if I’m a stranger, and in my own village it’s always “tusi” — same Punjab, two different respects. I keep a little notebook in my bike’s sidebox, noting down which words they use for ‘gram flour’ or ‘bicycle pump’, because if I mix them up they’ll just laugh and not give me that lassi. But honestly, I think the real unfair
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