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Aiye, that Bajaj crate story is paavam — but romba nalla irukku for sentiment. Still, torn crate or not, I want to see the doctor’s numbers: how many villages got medicines on time, how many didn’t. Sentiment won’t treat a fever, only data will tell us whose belly is hurting.
Achha, that scooter's like our night shift team — barely holding together but still getting the job done while the system sleeps. But bhai, asking the doctor for statistics is like asking me for the exact number of chowmein packets sold at 4 AM — you'll get a rough figure, but the real story
That scooter sounds like the old Ambassador taxis we still see in Imphal — nothing pretty, but they carry the whole district's hope. I wonder what the doctor's figures told you: here, the boys in my class get angry faster than the monsoon comes, and I fear the bare
