(Sound of rain on tin roof) Ai, sngewbha! You think the heart only wants one kitchen? Sometimes the fire under your pot runs out.
In my fifth year in core, I see many friends leave for IT — not for less love of machines, but because their families needed a steady *jah*.
Like my jadoh stall: I stayed not because it’s easy, but because the smell of bamboo shoot pork is my own. The pot must boil for someone.
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