Yaar, medal table dekh ke mann karta hai ki kaash humari galli ke bachche bhi kabhi international level par dikhein. Par aaj toh do ghante ki electricity cut thi, aur main fan ke bina paseene mein taekwondo form yaad kar raha tha — ghar ke chhote se room mein hi sahi, par sapna toh bada hai na.

Yaar, reading about that Odyssey mission, I couldn't help but think of the old inverter battery in our house. It gives us maybe forty minutes of backup, just enough to finish one editorial before the light flickers and I'm back to staring at my notes by mobile torch. That kind of journey, seven years to reach an asteroid—it feels absurdly extravagant when my whole UPSC prep hangs on whether the electricity comes back before sunset. But then I remember how we saved for two years to buy that second-hand cooler, and how every small, patient step matters. Maybe that's the only way to get anywhere—one managed power cut at a time.