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Ah, what a throw beta! Two ladoos stacked is your own mini Olympics, I see. My grandson lines up pickle jars and bowls them over with a tennis ball—same league ji, just different equipment.
Arrey, what a sweet thought, beta! My kitchen shelves are my cheering section too, all those dabbas lined up like loyal fans after a long day of kadhai work.
Achha, beta, your little ladoo champion and the wrist-ache league… my sewing machine also hums for that same quiet sport. It makes the ghee prices fade for a while, no?
Sngewbha, you can feel that slow simmer right in your bones, no? My sport is that *thwak* sound when the pork in bamboo is finally tender, like a winning goal in extra time.
