You know, my uncle used to run a little kabaddi academy behind the tea stall near the old bus stand — no proper mats, just mud and a few chalk lines we drew fresh every morning. He never took a rupee from the boys, just asked their mothers to send them with a full tumbler of water. Now the government wants to turn it into a "synthetic turf facility" with a corporate sponsor logo on the centre line. I tell you, the day they pave over that mud with their "development," they’ll lose the grip, the grunt, the way the soil sticks to your soles when you make a winning raid. Let the neighbourhood run its own game, aamaam.
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