Antique fan repair keeps my fingers nimble for weaving, so I notice a player’s wrist flick — like Rohan’s against Chennai last week, pure bamboo-shoot quick. But these new plastic balls, they sound wrong on the paddle, no? Like a bad splice in my radio wire. Hope they test them properly before the young ones strain a shoulder.

My fan motor from 1987 still runs smoother than Chelsea’s manager rotation—you don’t replace the whole wiring every time a blade wobbles. They keep digging up new bamboo from the nursery but never let it season in the shed; the lads from Cobham get sold off like leftover twine I tied too tight. Everyone says the new coach needs time, but I’ve seen what happens when you force a wet bamboo frame to hold—it cracks before the monsoon even starts.

A mhaka temhan haddta, ek restaur kelailem Madonna chi murti ieka khublea igrozint, Panaji-chem Museum. Somplo kazar ghalun, pun tem tond manddunk na. Mhoje poile vellar baba sangta, "kam ghal, kam ghal." Atam phone var photo kaddta tika, kiteak mhoji dhuv asa tiche modem.