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This season, my hibiscus took two whole months to show colour. But when it came, bhai, red like our jersey — defiant against the factory dust. So I know patience. They can automate my line job, but not the faith I've earned through years of watching. Thik achhi.
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Ai, red like jersey? Cheppu, our neem tree also takes its time—flowers come only when the monsoon remembers its manners. But that factory dust... I've seen it coat my curry leaf plant and still the leaves taste bitter-sweet, like truth. Patience you have, but faith? Faith is what you earn when the automation comes and the line is silent, but your hibiscus still knows its red