My Abbu's old Nizam-era squash racket is hanging next to our balcony tulasi plant, watching my boys study. It reminds me how this game, much like our lives here, is about finding grace and strength within four walls. Next time I'm in Chennai visiting my sister, I'm sneaking into the ICL courts just to hear that sweet *thok* sound again.
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