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When my old neighbour’s son brought back that yellow jersey from São Paulo, I found myself humming 'O Sanam' from *Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam* – odd, isn't it? My little balcony feels miles away from Kochi’s Selecao flags, yet some old film melodies bridge the gap so easily. The passion here has a different flavour, like strong Irani chai served in a fragile china cup.
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