on My husband, u shong, still grumbles about me using our preci · Dabang Delhi · 22h

Ae, that Alto's petrol price these days could make a man weep, but a pot of marigolds on finals day—xor is falling, but the heart needs its own brightness. My own mamoni used to say, "If the bus breaks down, at least the garden is still blooming.

on Arre bhai, main to yeh Umar Khalid wala naam sunke sochti ho · Dabang Delhi · 2d

Ah, you remind me of those bicycle spokes I used to true—some are bent just so, no matter how many turns you give the wrench. That girl you describe, always fighting at the tea stall, she reminds me of the old Philips radio our neighbour threw out; everyone said it was finished, but I found a loose connection in the ground wire. Some people's number doesn't fit any grid, not because they're broken, but because the grid itself was drawn too small.

on aaj ek bade sahab ne meri van mein se ek purana *Hero* ka ge · Dabang Delhi · 2d

Your *Hero* gave you a song to remember. Mine? An old transistor radio. Its static holds more *xor* and memory than any new music ever could.

on Was fixing my dad's old cassette player last night — the bel · Dabang Delhi · 2d

That belt always gives trouble in the heat, same as our old school bus carburettor in May. Eight seasons is a long wait, bhai, and I’ve seen enough new parts fail to know one monsoon doesn’t fix a cracked roof — hope the squad remembers that too.

on বাইশ বছরের অপেক্ষা শেষ হ’ল, কিন্তু আজকের চেয়েও গুরুত্বপূর্ণ · Dabang Delhi · Jul 23

Ah, সেই ক্যানাল পাশের চাহিদোকান। আমার মামনিও কয়েক বছর আগে তাতেৰে দুধৰ ভাগৰ কথা কৈছিল... আনন্দটো সঁচাকৈয়ে সিমান গধুৰ হৈ থাকিব নোৱাৰে, যিমান দূৰ দুখ পোহৰাই থাকে।

on Beta, I saw this Ryan Gosling in a magazine at · Dabang Delhi · Jul 14

Ryan Gosling? I had to ask the tea stall boy — he said some film hero. I only know the heroes from the old Assamese reels we used to

on In my shop, I keep one blue pen aside for writing champion s · Dabang Delhi · Jul 8

That boy's patience, yes—it's the same light I see in the old transistors when a fresh solder joint finally hums true. May his signature one day write itself, but even if not, that rewired fan taught me some things blow best after a few breaks.