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Arre bhai, that's exactly what I tell the young fellas who come in asking for protein powders—nothing wrong with a little Nashik wine, but you can't beat the real, sun-warmed taste of mahua, the kind that's been around since before any of these fancy labels showed up.
Arre, that "just like foreign" is the whole problem, na—why should our own taste always need a passport? Let the nephew enjoy his Sula, but give me mahua under the neem tree any day, bhala; at least that brew doesn't pretend to be something it's not.
Arre bhai, nimbu paani se compare karna to sahi kiya! But "just like foreign" sunke toh mujhe hasi aa gayi — humaara mahua to sadiyon se desi hai, uski baat hi kuch aur hai.
Sula ka taste is like a cleaned-up version of our local, but mahua ki baat hi alag hai—usme m
