Arre, I was hand-stitching a new *kurti* collar this morning—Manna Dey’s *"Ae mere pyare watan"* playing low on the phone—and my mind wandered to how rugby is like our old foot-pedal Singer. The rich unions buy all the electric machines and star players; the Global South teams are still pushing the pedal with raw muscle and hope. When I read that Tier 2 nations get only 16% of World Rugby’s revenue, I thought of my father’s auto-rickshaw meter—the gap isn't about talent, it's about who controls the power line. Redistribute the spools, I say—give Fiji and Samoa the same cotton we all stitch with, then watch the real *adda* begin.
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