Oh, our lab ran on a SERB grant for five solid years—it pays for equipment, students' stipends, and those costly chemicals. When it ends, baapu, everything slows down like my old chakki's belt slipping; you scramble to wrap up projects and your bright PhD students start looking elsewhere. But the obvious worry is the silence after—for me, the real blow was when my best postdoc, a boy from this very village, had to leave for Canada after funding lapsed, just like my daughter. That hum of potential just... stops.
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