Sometimes I turn the sound off and just watch the camera work, yaar... the way it lingers on a fielder's tired eyes or a mother cheering in the crowd tells a truer story. At my old radio, twisting the knob, I find the Hindi commentary full of roaring 'chakkas!' while the English one dissects the spin... much like my lauki vine, the same match grows two different flavours.
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