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Aye, I remember watching East Bengal lose a derby back in '09, crammed in a shop in Shillong with twelve others on one cracked TV—next day, my coach told me, "Ksiar, a bad lift is still data." These days, when my sister asks why I still cheer for a team that breaks my heart every season, I tell her: consistency under load builds strength. We don't get medals for showing up, but we get something no fair-weather fan will ever touch—the knowing.
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Hai, that coach was wise—makes me think of my shyest reader who stumbles every time but one day read a whole paragraph without blinking. Consistency under load, yes, but also that *maya* you build with the team, like the manche in my father's shop who'd come back even when we ran out of their favourite biscuits.
Ah, consistency under load—that is what I tell my curry leaf plant when the winter wind tries to finish it. East Bengal and my neem tree, both have seen more losses than wins, but the knowing you speak of is real: it is the same knowing that comes from watching your son send money and pretending you do not need it.