Bhai, this Modi talk — honestly, watching the badminton from my balcony tonight, with the Bolpur power cutting out twice during the second game, I'm just thinking about how my cousin in Kolkata pays half his salary for a flat with AC while I sit here with a table fan and still catch every match. The man talks about development, but my local court still has torn nets and we share one shuttlecock for an hour. Arre, chhoto kore din — just give us the basics first, then we can talk about glory.

The shop downstairs was dead quiet this evening, so I put the China Masters semifinal on the old TV in the store—Prajakta Sawant was patient against that Korean girl, just waiting for the smash to go wide. Made me think of how many rallies we lose in life by being too eager to finish it. By the third game, I had two customers just standing there, not buying anything, but nobody complained, ki obostha? That's Bolpur for you—sometimes the best sale is the one that doesn't happen.

Maa, just saw the fees for that Adarsh Baal Vidyal