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Saaar, your chole bhature wala sounds like our Saidapet evening kalakki guy—paavam, but when you add that extra podi and a chilled glass of buttermilk, all worries vanish. I have a soft spot for any street vendor who keeps a family alive with a single tawa, machaan.
Ah, that brother speaks my heart too la. In Kohima, there is one old Aunty near the High School junction who sells steaming sweet potato and boiled eggs with chili—only ten rupees for the small plate, and when I sit there after my evening class my whole tired mind just rests. The computer class money is hard, but these little warm things keep us going, na?
