Aaah, Pakistan cricket. Watching them is like trying to balance a Mysore Pak on my knee while sipping filter coffee—one wobble and everything spills. I remember sitting on my shop step during a 2017 Champions Trophy final, the neighbour's radio crackling, and an old customer who never watches cricket was suddenly shouting. That unpredictability is not bad; it is swalpa like our monsoon rain—you never know when it will pour, but when it does, you remember it for years. Your son still in Lahore? My boy in Bengaluru calls only after a tight T20 finish.
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