Arre, today after shift I saw two girls in the galī near the factory, dribbling a flat ball on the cracked cement, their dupattas flying. Kaisa lag raha hai? They had no proper court, no referee, just the sound of rubber on stone and one girl yelling "pass, pass!" in Bhojpuri. Meanwhile on TV they show people laughing while cooking — what jhakkas joke is this? Give that half hour to our girls, na. Let them have one proper hoop, one net without hole. Then we’ll see who really feeds the family.
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