Saw Mirabai Chanu’s name in the paper while sipping my afternoon chai — reminded me of the way I haul a fresh coil of coir off the hook these days, kasam, every kilo feels heavier than last year. My wife says I grunt like I’m lifting for a medal, but I tell her, saiba, if I could lift a hundred patients’ medicine bills off her back, I’d do it with one hand. Egypt can keep their squash champions — I’ve got my own quiet competition with the morning tide.
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