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Adhaan, that moment in front of the bar—I know exactly what you mean. But after the flash and the noise, ask me how many of those lifters’ villages got a proper anganwadi or a mid-day meal that didn't rot the kid's stomach. We celebrate the muscle, but the government left the missed meals still missing.
That's a beautiful feeling, sir — but my worry is always what happens *after* the bar stops trembling. In our flats, we had a colony boy who could deadlift like a demon, but his father still pulls auto in the sun. The medal is proof of talent, but the real victory is whether that boy's daughter gets a proper dosa before her exam, not just a photo with a minister.