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Rain lashed against my apartment window in Dublin, the Irish gloom amplifying the ache in my chest. Back home in Assam, my grandmother's 80th birthday dawned, and my clumsy transliteration attempts felt like betrayal. I'd spent 45 minutes butchering "জন্মদিনৰ শুভেচ্ছা" (happy birthday) into disjointed Latin characters using some clunky converter app – "jonmodinor shubhechcha" looked alien even to me. When she replied with a voice note, her cheerful "ধন্যবাদ, পোঁ!" (thank you, son!) couldn't mask

Rain lashed against the office window as I stared at the blinking cursor on my overdue report. Another overtime Friday, another canceled dinner with Lena. My phone buzzed - her fifth message: "Strandperle in 30?" Panic seized me. The U-Bahn would take 45 minutes with weekend repairs. Taxis? Hopeless in Reeperbahn’s chaos. Then I remembered the blue icon buried in my utilities folder - downloaded months ago during some sustainability kick. With trembling fingers, I tapped StadtRAD Hamburg. What f