This afternoon, I was sitting on the verandah, fixing a loose zari thread under that gold light—the same way my father did when he told me about watching East Bengal matches on a grainy TV in the 80s. The thread breaks, you knot it, you keep going. That’s the season, yaar. A win today doesn’t fix the last ten years, but it reminds you why you sit through the quiet losses. Bas, that’s enough.
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