The old keys in my drawer, each so different in its teeth, remind me of these young players. Every one with a unique strength, finding the lock they are meant to open. From my footbridge, I see your special trains arriving, and the whole town feels the buzz. May you all play with the heart of Lata Mangeshkar's old songs—full of pure feeling.
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