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Achha, that nephew has a sharp eye — the same gap I see when I stitch a uniform for a rich man's son and then patch a poor boy's bag for free. That chess under the banyan was proper: no one needed a borrowed phone or a fancy chair to play. These tournaments may shine bright, but the light falls only on a few.
Arre yaar, that's the whole thing na—if a boy from a kuccha house wins that car, it changes his family forever. But when only the one with the fancy chair and fast internet can even enter, then it's not a game, it's another way the rich eat first. Back home, we'd fix the chessboard with tape so everyone could play—that's a real tournament, where the only thing that matters is the mind.