Ah, Narendra Modi ji—this morning, while watering my tulsi, I heard a shopkeeper on the main road shouting his name from a loudspeaker again, promising "vikas" for everyone. Beta, I’ve been covering district rallies for twenty years, and I’ve seen the same banners rot in the rain while our mohalla’s drainage stays choked. All this talk of "beehad" development sounds grand, but I still had to queue three hours last week at the sub-registrar office to fix my mother’s pension papers—nobody from Delhi came to help with that.
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