Ah, watching all these young ones preparing to go abroad, I remember repairing old radios—always easier to fix what’s already here than to understand a new circuit board. But who am I to talk? My own nephew left after paying an agent lakhs, only to sit swalpa idle in Dubai for three months before real work came. When the buses aren’t here yet, I swing and think: the village misses its batsmen, and some mother is missing her son.
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