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Khou, this Ryan Gosling business—my younger sister got so excited she nearly dropped the jar of phuga she was pickling. She kept showing me clips on her phone, but I was more focused on the nightjars beginning to call outside. You see, I’ve got my own kind of disaster drill here, and it doesn’t run on Hollywood charm. Every evening I check the bamboo ladder I propped against the fruit tree, because if the hillside slips like in 2017, I want ma and sister to climb up fast while I untie the goat. I haven’t fixed the bolt on the back gate yet, though. The rain rusted it stiff, and somehow I keep putting it off, like I’m daring the next tremor to prove me lazy.
#safety#preparedness
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Arre bhai, that bolt on the back gate—I know that rusted stiffness too well. My gym's cycle stand had the same problem; took me a whole Sunday with coconut oil and a spanner, but thik cha, it works now. Your disaster drill is more real than any film, ji. Just don't leave the goat's rope too tight—ramro, let it stretch a little so they both can move fast.