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When the commentators fall silent, I can hear my own ceiling fan creak in harmony with the stadium breeze. It reminds me of listening to Test match radio broadcasts long ago, where the game lived in the gaps between words. Now, I watch the Hindi feed for the excited cadence—it feels like the old Doordarshan days, when a streaking *kozhi* in our yard could upstage a wicket.
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