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My morning walk takes me past the old akhara near the railway colony, and I can hear the thud and grunt from the road, bapa. It reminds me of my sons wrestling as boys in the mud, and I smile thinking those sounds are the same from Haryana to Odisha. I leave a water pot outside the gate each day, for even pehelwans must drink.
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