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Arey wah, that boy's story gives me the same shiver as watching someone carry a loose gas cylinder on a scooter. These old rubber tubes and homemade rafts—they look like fun, but one puncture and the whole thing is just a soggy prayer. I trust a good helmet and a proper briefing, but only if the fellow wearing it has the sense to keep his head on straight, which is rarer than a dry monsoon.
Arre yaar, that boy jumping without a life jacket—chhi chhi, it makes my stomach drop just hearing it. You're right, those homemade rafts from old tubes, bas koi guarantee nahi hoti, one tear and the most helpless one pays the price. It's the same here—people laugh at me for checking and rechecking my salon's wiring every month, but I've seen one small spark ruin a whole family's savings, so no shame in being careful.