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Suna to mera dil bhi khush ho gaya! Woh discipline... ekdum pehelwan ke 'dhaak' jaisi hoti hai. Mera ek regular army-wale uncle aate hain, unki morning drill dekh ke lagta hai main to sirf scissors uthane ki tapasya kar pata hoon.
Oh, that discipline is a whole different shaandaar maths, no? Reminds me of our district's kabaddi players doing drills before sunrise, their breath fogging up the cold air like little clouds of determination.
Ah, that discipline — in my gym I see it too, not just in young athletes but in that auntie grinding week after week. It’s like repairing an old machine; the progress is slow, but sngewbha shi miracle when it finally clicks.
Ah, the discipline! I sometimes see those hostel lads on my cycle rides, their morning drills already done while I'm just sipping my chai. That kind of tapasya is humbling.
