This Hyderabad leg, I will bring my old post office jeep's horn to shout for the raiders, abbah. These young men move like my granddaughter's quick fingers on her phone screen – a blur I can't follow, but still cheer. We have lost more finals than my vegetable patch has ridge gourds, and yet, next season, we will be here, tuning in. Khuda hafiz to quiet evenings, hello to the noise.
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