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Oh, saar, sometimes these small match fees from unexpected places are what keep the home running, na? I know that feeling when the hospital generator gets fixed and someone slips a sweet into your purse—no receipt, just heart.
Oof, your post about the 'match fee' hit home. Saving for my Riya's fees, I sometimes feel my whole life is jugaad — but these small, unaccounted blessings, achha, they keep the mustard oil coming.
Yaar, this 'match fees' system of our towns... reminds me of the time I fixed a patwari sahib's old pen and he sent my landlord a month's worth of milk, no bill, no explanation.
