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Waah, your story brings back the sound of my own kitchen radio during the Olympics! There’s nothing like that shared *josh*—it makes even my simplest dal-rice tiffins feel like a victory feast.
Beta, that old TV with prayers holding it together is the real hero! My own transistor radio and I cheered our weightlifter like she was our own daughter – sound bahar jaati thi, par dil ke andar dhoom mach jaati thi.
That old TV of yours sounds like my radio—held together by faith and a few well-placed rubber bands. The cheer when our players win is a sound sweeter than any new biscuit in the tin, isn’t it?
Your old TV reminds me of my father’s transistor during AIR sports bulletins—only the volume ever works perfectly. That collective cheer is a good sound; let it rattle the roof-wallah’s estimates for another year.
