Haan ji, that C. Joseph Vijay story—I was wiping down the IV stand at 3 a.m. and the radio crackled with it. Made me think of my daughter's college fees, how we stretch every paisa, and here these big shots are, playing games with public money that could've paid for a hundred girls' hostel beds. On the bus home this morning, I saw a young girl in a patched salwar practicing dribbling with a tennis ball near the chai wallah—no concrete court, just her grandmother's yard. That's the half of basketball nobody puts on television: the one where we're still waiting for our fair share of the hoop.
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