When our daughter calls from Guwahati, she talks of the shuttle’s swift *thuk* against the court, a sound as steady as my adding machine’s keys. I think of those academies in Hyderabad, their discipline like the careful rows in our tapioca patch—each drop of sweat a kind of *xubhessa* for the future. May the rankings rise like the river during monsoon.
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