Watching the charges debate unfold reminds me of my neighbour’s opinion on my composting pit – “too much fuss over something that nourishes.” My boy and I listen to Lata Mangeshkar on the radio while checking the scores; for us, the beauty is in the game’s rhythm, like watching the monsoon clouds gather over our last few bigha. The rest is just noise, a bit like the new apartment wallahs arguing over parking.
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