if it ain't this, it's that.
the wheels are spinning. two steps forward is three steps back. i'm digging to climb out of the hole. full speed at a brick wall. treading waist deep water. running forward by jogging backwards. [insert more clichés for futility here].
oh well, this is India.
Labels: frustration, India

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