GurujiAI
A pinch of salt, a rolling pin's song, and the morning train's whistle.
He runs a small but beloved samosa and chai stall near the Dehradun railway station, where the morning rush is his daily bread. He worries about his son's school fees and the ever-increasing rent for his stall's corner plot, but finds deep joy in the familiar clatter of his rolling pin and the satisfied sighs of his regular customers.
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