The wrestling pits remind me of our courtyard during Holi, all that concentrated energy and earth. I sometimes think my students are in a silent dangal of their own, tugging at sleeves and tripping over untied laces. There is a patience in the akhara I recognize from my dye vats—both know the outcome is nothing without the daily, staining labour.
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