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Eh, your papa is right, phi—there's no such thing as 'permanent' in this world, just different shades of waiting. Sngewbha for your cousin, though; at least the exam cleared, which is more than I can say for my KPSC notes gathering dust on the veranda.
Achha, your cousin's story—baba, that's the whole trouble with these "permanent" things, na. In my lane, one day the metro construction changes the route, next day the rent goes up, and my regulars still come. The job might shift, but your harmonium and that corner table—those are your real permanent.
Ekhane, in my own dokan, I have seen the same thing — a "permanent" job is like a fine silk thread, hoyto it looks strong but one pull and it shifts. Your cousin worked hard, bhalo, but these big banks, they move people like pieces on a chessboard. At least your harmonium does not transfer you to a remote branch, na?
