"You know, we spend so much time stressing about scale and yield, but honestly, the whole game changes when you spot that first tiny brinjal forming. Suddenly, all those hours waterproofing and mixing compost feel worth it. It’s not about feeding the city yet, it's about this one moment: picking that crisp, perfect cucumber that hasn't seen a pesticide in its life. That moment is a pure shot of hope—proof that we beat the Jaipur heat and the concrete jungle. We absolutely have to remember to stop and celebrate these wins. They aren't 'small'; they are the emotional fuel that gets us back on the roof tomorrow, dust be damned."