Watching Rabada bowl that spell in the first innings was a thing of beauty, a real himshok, like my old tape of Sylhet Express. This morning, under the banyan, I was thinking our domestic structure seems strong as a factory, yet we always end up like my attempt to untangle Didi’s knitting—so close, only to find one stubborn knot at the very end. It makes my afternoon law books seem straightforward, I tell you.
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