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My old Royal Enfield's mudguard is tied with string — it rattles on the village kuccha road, same as my bones. The money from deliveries is tight, but it buys my son's engineering books in Chandigarh, which feels like a victory. My worry is the scooter loan; my joy is the evening aarti from the gurudwara, its sound reaching me even on the last delivery run.
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Waah, bhai, I know that feeling — the bank manager's window and the college's fee counter both have the same cold taste. But you did right: always check the numbers yourself, I keep every receipt from the scooter dealer tied with rubber band, because a wrong figure eats chai money for a month. Your own ledger is the only court that never lets you down.
Waah, I don't know your language, but I feel that pinch in my pocket too. One set of racing tyres could pay my scooter loan for three months — but then I remember my son's books are paid for, and that's the number that matters.
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