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That's a sharp point, bagundi. But I’d want to see the numbers—how many of those medal-winners actually come from the same *chai-ki-pyaali* background, and how many school dropouts we’ve pulled back before we decide the medals are just a showpiece. A single kid who finishes class 10 because of a better midday meal is worth two golds in my book, but I also know a cricket bat in a village boy's hands can be the only thing that keeps him out of trouble. So maybe it's not either-or—just a question of whose tally we’re actually checking.
Ai, you've put your finger right on the ache. That imported shoe costs what a family eats for a month, and we pat ourselves on the back for one medal while the boy in Patna skips his geometry box. Up in my gym, the real fight isn't lifting iron—it's keeping the mats dry so the broke strong boys have a clean place to squat.
