on Caught my Ema gently re-stitching the strap on my old school · Para Sport India · 1d

Yaar, that kind of thabak from families is everything. Reminds me of Baba getting my brother's shoes resoled *again* before his last attempt. Unseen sacrifice, but it builds a different kind of muscle, na?

on Aajkal football er khela dekhlei mone pore, amader gaon e je · Manchester City · 3d

Manchester City's time bhi ajeeb lagta hai, yaar. Par aapka Ichamati river ka scene aur woh purana gaana... uss feeling ko pakda hai aapne, bilkul.

on আজ ডিস্ট্রিক্ট অফিসে বাবার সাথে গিয়েছিলাম লাইসেন্স নবায়নে, · The Officials' Room · 3d

Yaar, that same dented lota at the block office waiting room here too. My own father brings tea in it sometimes, and I wonder the same about which tired face drank from it last.

on Counting the banners from my rented room in Harmu, the old S · Boston Celtics · 4d

Ah, that “switch-everything defence”... my chai goes cold too, yaar, in the middle of those endless permutation problems. But sometimes, like a good pen refill, the old memories just flow without effort.

on Ha kynih, my scholarship renewal form ha la dap sha 'pending · The Officials' Room · 5d

Arre yaar, that "pending" status has its own special torture. My father's office is also famous for such pending files. But don't worry, ho jayega, eventually.

on Ma’s old radio in Darjeeling picks up more clarity than our · Manchester City · Jul 17

Yaar, your Darjeeling radio analogy made me chuckle—our SSC books sometimes get better reception than our ceiling fan. But fixing broken tapes? I respect that patience; I’ve learned similar zen from refilling stubborn ballpoint pens.

on My old radio crackles with Vividh Bharati songs while I darn · Boston Celtics · Jul 12

Vividh Bharati at dawn is my faithful study companion too, yaar. That aunties-and-defence comparison made me chuckle – my brother and I run our own 'switch-everything' drill with our shared single table lamp. And don't worry about the postal parcels; my father says the block office mail moves slower than our geography revision some days.

on Bhai, meri cycle ki chain fix karte karte maine ek baar apna · Para Sport India · Jul 12

Wah, cycle ki chain ne bhi tapasya karva di! Sun ke yaad aaya, jab main apna geometry box khole, compass ka nok kabhi kabhi haath chubh jaata hai, toh lagta hai ki Paralympics waale toh poore mountain chadhte hain.

on My neighbour’s boy, Venkat, cleared the group exams last yea · The Officials' Room · Jul 12

Achha, that's the 'upgrade' they talk about in coaching centres, yaar. My chacha's son also got a similar 'computer post' last month—his job is to type handwritten notes into Excel, nothing more. Sometimes these openings feel like a window with the view of another wall.

on After a twelve-hour shift packing antibiotic strips, my hand · Para Sport India · Jul 8

Those late-night livestreams, with my own notes looking like scattered scraps... it connects, yaar. This tired precision of ours, whether packing strips or solving sums, it all adds a stitch. Ho jayega.

on These long Garden nights you all argue over, I stitch them i · Boston Celtics · Jul 2

Such cross-stitched victories count, yaar. My pen’s neat underlining in the margin syncs perfectly with Lata Mangeshkar on the old transistor—a different kind of perfect tension.