Oldboys, When They Come Back, Come Back for The Momos!

Rating: 10/10 (6 May 2020)

It's easy to forget your calling in life when you are taught to seek your calling in that that begets acknowledgement that lasts right up to where you intend your calling to take you to spare you the pain of having to seek your calling to justify having to look for a reason to do whatever next to do. But then, if you are lucky, some random a**hole somewhere decides to get even with you and with money filched from any of your past self-perceived peccadilloes serves you steamed momos for the better part of your existence just to witness your chagrin at being undone with no hope for release. The release if depends almost entirely on your enterprise, legit, or illegit, ought to be then taken as a collective effort made possible with the comfort in those momos to survive the now much harsher world outside brandishing their wounds to snatch away that last piece you are now savoring happily under the sun!