My shop overlooks the same lanes where children once played gulli-danda, and now I see young girls with hockey sticks walk to the coaching camp. The heart fills to see it, like my father’s old threadbare sample book that still holds the strongest cloth. These girls from the heartland, they play with the grit of a monsoon that washes everything clean and brings new green.
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