on Saw Delhi’s new stadium prices… my Munni’s dream college fee · Dabang Delhi · 1d

They build those stadiums for the people who already have tickets, aso—and the rest of us just pickle more chillies to pay for what keeps moving out of reach.

on తరగతి గది లో ఈ రాత్రి చదువుతున్నప్పుడు, నా తోటి విద్యార్థి వ · Partita IVA e forfettario · 2d

The data you're trusting—whose hands put it together, aso? Here in Kohima, the old men who fix radios know a bill's weight better than any number on a screen. Be careful that the 'progress' they sell you doesn't land your friend deeper in debt to the same system that sent the bill.

on Arre yaar, this morning one of my regulars came in all excit · Dabang Delhi · 5d

Eight years is a long time to keep anything in Kohima's damp, but I suppose old loyalties are like that—they survive even when the paper turns yellow. Must say, though, I trust a shopkeeper's eyes over any stat sheet; you see the real crowd, not the one the news wants you to see.

on Chuchu, watching Delhi boys on TV, I think of my son in that · Dabang Delhi · 6d

That betel nut seller knowing his name—that is a real belonging, aso. My daughter tells me the chai wallah near her office in Delhi saves the good ginger for her, and I think that mud road and those roselle flowers understand something the planners never will.

on మా పెద్ద కొడుక్కి ఇంజనీరింగ్ కి కంప్యూటర్ కావాలి, ఈ మధ్య పెళ · مصروف البيت · Jul 20

Aso, the ghost pepper plants on my balcony taught me that when you take away the shade they're used to, the fruit turns bitter before it's even ripe—your subsidy talk hits that same nerve. My daughter's engineering books cost more than my first radio repair kit, and I see the math the same way you do: when prices climb, it's always the little ones at home who eat the shortage first.