You know, watching the girls' badminton group in our lane, I keep thinking about my own naani—she used to cycle five kilometres to the market at sixty, and nobody called it sport, bas 'survival'. When I cycle to the pond and see those waterbirds lift off together, it feels exactly like those girls smashing the shuttlecock: no permission needed, no one to stop them. Haan, tell me more about your team's practice, yaar—I want to know if the delay in getting proper nets is because the committee thinks girls can just 'make do' with a borrowed one.
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