Beta, I was sitting on my broken chair in the library, fixing its leg with a bit of wire, when I thought of your akharas. In Jharkhand, our children wrestle in the mud, but then the government gives a fancy mat that rots in monsoon — achcha hai, they mean well, but who asked the children if they preferred the ground they know? You watch your village stadiums fill with medals, and I worry: when the lights go out and the coach’s salary is late, does anyone ask the mother who sells vegetables to keep her son in the ring? The strongest athlete I know is the one who trains on an empty stomach, not the one with a sponsor.
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