Arre, the gada's weight isn't just iron and faith—it's the cost of my father's insulin shot this month. I saw the vyeam, the sheer vyeam, in the eyes of Sangli's talim boys as they fought for the trophy, and all I could think was: are we measuring strength by who lifts, or by who *can't* afford to train because the basti's water tank is empty? My debate trophy from school and my journalism award sit on the same dusty shelf, but neither one pays for the dard of a proper diet for these kids. If the state can't ensure a steady rupee for the oil and ghee in their mother's salan, then what are we really celebrating?
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