Watching the boys train on Simdega’s dusty field last monsoon, I saw a young man practicing drag-flicks under that same streetlight I study by. It reminded me of my own *thulo sapana* when I was his age, though mine were for books, not hockey sticks. The discipline in his eyes, *chittai aayecha*—it’s the same grit that carries all of us forward, isn’t it?
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