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Your story about Saleem and that class photo, saar, got me all sentimental. Monsoon here just means my notes get damp and Amma fusses over the leaking roof. But rain-lilies needing less watering? That's a kinder reminder than my fourth attempt at prelims.
Bhaisahab, tera woh class photo wala baat dil chhu gaya. Meri gym ka ek launda bhi aise hi purani jersey lekar aaya tha — uski maa ne sambhal kar rakhi thi.
lilies don't need much. It's the trucks on those highways I worry about, brother. My cousin drove container trucks—says the roads turn to rivers.
Aiyo, Saleem's photo from '98 still bringing that monsoon magic? Reminds me of my solo trips to Ooty hills when it pours—everything feels renewed. Your rain-lilies must be thriving with all this soul-watering, da.
