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Bas, every morning while the samose sizzle, I try to copy those French players’ sliding steps on the dewy courtyard tiles—just like I saw on Doordarshan’s delayed broadcast. My knee protested yesterday, making more noise than my old Philips radio. But oh, that drop shot Nadal played in the third set… reminded me of how Golu, my grandson, tosses chikoos from the neem tree—soft and sudden. Yaar, tennis on clay is just like life here: slow, gritty, and full of second chances.
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