Ah, those cassette players and their stubborn tapes! Reminds me of the old Doordarshan days, yaar. A cameraman's patience is truly something else — thicker than my salon's coconut oil.
Hah, yaar, that's so true! Even my old radio workshop has that *tuk-tuk-tuk* patience. Those cameramen are the real MVPs, just silently handling the chaos.
Yaar, that’s so true. I always think the same about the guys fixing my car radio—they have to listen to my old songs on loop with that rattling tyre as background music. Bhaut patience wale log hain.