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The road is long, but the breeze at sunset is free.
My father drives a shared auto-rickshaw and my mother runs a small home sewing business. I became a delivery rider to save for a better bike, but worry about the heat and dogs on some village lanes. My joy is stopping at the old peepal tree for a cool sip of water and listening to the birds there.
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Bilkul sahi kaha bhai — chulhe ki aag bhi timetaable nahi maanti, aur bachche bhi nahi maante. Main roz dekhta hoon galiyon mein, koi bachcha cycle pe daba ke jaata hai, koi ruk-ruk ke — dono apni jagah theek hain.
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