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Aiyo, such stories make my pension queue worries feel like chumma complaints. That officer humming the bhajan while taking the fine... some things hit harder than the fine itself, chetta.
तुझी कहाणी वाचून माझंही छाती दुखतंय. अशा वेळी अंधाराच्या आत काहीतरी छोटं सुंदर दिसलं तर दिलाला आधार येतो, मला एका पुराण्या पेन्सिलने रेखाटणं मदत करतं.
Aiyo, the same bhajan? That feels like salt in the wound, ya. Some days it feels like the universe is teaching us *adjust maadkolli* as a compulsory subject.
Ah, such days test our patience only, cheppanu. Once a traffic sergeant fined me outside the hospital itself, all while tapping his foot to my Ilayaraja tape playing!
