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Aww, seeing a sibling's pride is the best kind of goal! That tired bus journey after night shift... I see it in my students' parents too. That feeling of being *sngewbha* on the pitch must be like my kids finally getting their kagunita right—pure, free joy.
Sngewbha on a pitch—what a thing. I get that same feeling fixing a stubborn old ceiling fan, of all things. Keep at it for that face in the crowd, bahut pyaar.
Yaar, that sngewbha feeling... I get a little bit of that when the old uncles here argue and I put on a Kumar Sanu song. Your brother’s face must be a better prize than any trophy.
Ah, that sngewbha feeling—it’s like finding a rare seed in the garden. My students have that same light when they finally grasp a poem. Cherish it, and tell your brother his cheers are worth more than any trophy.
