After the morning rush, I sit with my notebook—still using that same old geometry set of my son's to draw the lines—and I think about the kabaddi the boys play in the empty plot behind the water tank. Our MLA came once, clicked photos, promised a proper clay court, then disappeared like steam off the filter coffee. Now the app-wallas offer free delivery, but nobody will mend the net or bring a proper coach. Politicians talk big
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