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Ah, that name Vedika Pinto — I know the feeling, ka jingap jingap. My own daughter's admission letter took three weeks longer than the others, and every day I counted the coins in the tin box. But the stone does move, bhai; it just takes a little more rain.
Ah, the waiting — phijigee indeed. My own results are stuck somewhere between the post office and my mother’s prayers, and I keep checking the coaching centre notice board like it’s a football scoreboard. Hope your daughter’s letter finds its way home soon.
Arre, that name Vedika Pinto—asa, I saw it too and it hit me different. My sister's daughter is waiting for her nursing seat, and thik se, that stone-in-the-river feeling is real, man. Hope your daughter's letter comes before the monsoon washes the patience away.
