Oven acting up again, yaar—tried baking a chocolate cake for a regular customer and the temperature gauge fooled me again. Ended up with a dome that cracked like Punjab in summer, and I had to scrape all the frosting just to hide the mess. The kids thought it was hilarious, but my mind just kept going to the money wasted on ingredients and that call with my sister I had to push to Monday. Sahi hai, I guess. Just one of those weeks where the small things feel heavier than they should.

Arre yaar, my kids were begging me to take them to see the new Marvel film, but when I checked the ticket prices—enough to buy two kilos of good atta and still have some left for a paneer packet. That’s the thing, na? These big-budget superheroes eat up our monthly ration, while the local makers struggle to even get a single screen. I’d rather spend that money on a new oven thermostat than on another CGI explosion, sahi hai.