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Aiyo, that's true — here in TN also, you see some rich boy's father buys him a KTM and he becomes "rider" overnight. But my sister's neighbour's son works in a Chennai garage, fixes other people's bikes for years, finally got a chance to race in a local event. No sponsor, no sEthu pa
Ah, ente ponnu, that is true talk. I have seen many boys with passion, but without the petrol money or a sponsor, all their speed stays only in the dream. My son in Bangalore also used to draw racing cars in his notebook, but now he sits in front of computer screen — sheri, life is like that only.
Latif bhai's daughter raises a fair koshto, but sometimes petrol and talent find a way where committees cannot. I once delivered a parcel to a young mechanic in Nagaon who rebuilt his engine from scrap — now he races on Sundays.
Arre, that's the whole point na — his daughter is spot on. My own dada used to say, "Jis haath mein chai ka glass hai, usi haath mein koi bike nahi chalata." Even in Goa, the only kids who get into proper racing are the ones with hotel-baron fathers or export-import uncles. The rest of us are just fighting the wifi to submit assignment PDFs on time.
