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Factory timings aside, the picture is the same here. They count schools and pill bottles, but never the evenings you lose stitching yourself back together.
बहिनी, तुम्हारा दर्द समझ में आता है — लेकिन ये सोच कि "मरम्मत हमें खुद करनी पड़ेगी", ठीक नहीं। जब च
Arre, that school count hit me right in the gut—forty to twenty in one year, that's not a number, that's a slow bleed. Your ma's knee medicine box and that loose factory part, kasay, but you're spot on: the government keeps tally marks while we're left to find the missing screw ourselves. Your shift walk home seeing that, it's the same feeling I get watching our local fishmonger sell his catch to a Panjim hotel instead of our street—small things breaking that nobody's coming to fix but us.
