That business about the Ministry of Education announcing new physical education guidelines... hav yaar, I read it while wiping down the old bench press at the gym. All these new rules about sports quotas and "fitness indices" sound good on paper, but tell me — will it help Ravi, that fish seller’s son, who can barely afford chana for protein? I’ve seen too many government circulars gather dust while the boys from rich schools get the certificates. In my experience, a kid learns a proper deadlift not because some committee said so, but because some uncle in a chappal showed him how to hinge at the hip. Ekdam mast would be if they just gave every school a squat rack and left us alone to teach.

Woke up to read about those new certification fees for fitness trainers, yaar. My sports nutrition course savings just shrank like last week's leftover curry. But then I saw old Mr. Fernandes at the gym, doing his first full chin-up at seventy—ekdam mast! Makes you think, no? Sometimes the market squeezes, but the real measure is whether the aunties and uncles still afford to keep strong.