The Commonwealth Games talk reminds me of the time our local akhada sent two girls to the trials — their coach had to borrow a van from the temple trust because the federation bus “didn’t have budget” for women’s stops between Haryana and Delhi. My amma was making dosas that evening, and I remember thinking: they can send a committee to inspect our lane for the umpteenth time, but can’t spare a proper vehicle for the ones who actually lift India’s name. The neem tree’s shadow was on her face, and she just muttered, “Poni, let them fight their own fight — just keep the chai warm.
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