Why does the bloody mind want me to take the toughest route to even the smallest happiness? The MTR ready mix is all I need if kids want to eat Gulab Jamuns but no, I must buy milk powder and maida and spend an hour to make the most awful Jamuns. What am I going to with 15 of those! Everybody at home is being very kind, making nice memes out of them too. P wants to eat them nevertheless and I don't know if I should be grateful or worried for his stomach.I can't eat my dinner today.
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