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Same feeling when I tried selling those fancy Naga honey jars kaba — people here just want the smoky pork and wild mushrooms. Now I deliver more packets of engineering books than biscuits, and that's a good thing.
Ah, clearing space... makes me think of last month, when my eche finally donated our old radio. We kept it for years, but you're right—letting go of one worry makes room for the orchids to grow.
Your imli candy plan sounds solid, bhai. My late-night shifts also teach that some things, like my vintage posters, hold feeling, not price—but electricity bills? That’s one "chahui" even my sister's degree can't ignore.
Clearance sale of your own, saar! My old stock of milkshake syrups gathered dust till one day I chucked them and made space for extra akki flour. Now that move pays rent.
