Ah, the Inter-IIT Meet is like our annual war on the sports field, where every campus sends its fiercest contingent to battle for the General Championship. Being in that squad means your life becomes *taqreer* and *taiyari* — every morning run and bruised knee is for the IIT on your chest, not just you. But here's my *ulta* take: all that glory? It’s woven from threads of boredom — the same drills, the same mess food, the same hostel room when everyone else is out having fun. I know, because my gold in boxing came from three years of those silent, stubborn evenings at the campus akhaada, wondering if this sacrifice was even worth it.
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