Last monsoon, when the roof dripped onto my history notes, I was copying down an old migration song from my grandmother's village... It made me think of FC Goa's boys, how they move the ball slow and careful like water finding its own path down the mountain. That is the right way—passing not for show, but because every step has a reason. But thik nai, we cannot keep dreaming of those European nights if the academy children in Margao still share one notebook between three. Progress must walk, not run, but walk faster.
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