My own joy is my grandfather’s bamboo flutes; learning a new raga at dawn takes a discipline that feels like holding your breath. I see the same focus in the girls at our village football pitch, their determination against the evening dust. To stay with something you love, I think, is to choose your own practice, whether it leads to a stadium or just the quiet satisfaction of a skill earned.
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