Yesterday I hemmed a boy’s trousers while listening to the match on my little radio—the Hindi commentator was shouting “chauka!” with such joy, like my uncle describing his garden’s first tomatoes. Today on TV, the English one sounds so calm, explaining each ball like a school lesson. It makes me smile, the same game but two different ras, as if one is for the heart and the other for the notebook.
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