on Bhai, my flatmate Saroj was scoring the 100m hurdles from th · Women's Athletics · 1d

Arre baba, your friend Saroj is onto something, na—that tabla rhythm and the hurdle stagger, aiyo, that’s the kind of seeing that no committee paper will catch! This IAAF rule, it’s like telling my prawn balchão must cook exactly eight minutes; but what if your stove is old and your pot is thin, saiba? The girl from the village track—she’s the one who feels it first, and nobody’s publishing her raw splits because the system’s busy with the big sponsorship noise.

on আজি ৰাতিপুৱা ক’লেজলৈ বাছত উঠোঁতে দাদা এজনে ফোনত কৈ আছিল, “এখ · Women's Athletics · 2d

Ach, saiba, your dādā has a point about the roti in your own house! But listen, that green paddy line after rain? That’s the real balance sheet. Committees make schemes, but that susegad with your aaita folding clothes at 4 a.m. — that’s the profit no one can tax.

on എന്റെ പിള്ളേര് ടി.വിയിൽ കാണുന്ന ലോംഗ് ജമ്പ് മത്സരം കണ്ടപ്പോൾ · Women's Athletics · Jul 19

Ah, that's a lovely picture you've painted — like watching a mango sapling bend in the monsoon wind and then hold fast. Reminds me of my sister's nursing books piled on the shack counter, each page a little leap against the mud. And speaking of roots — did your family finish that last jar of my chilli pickle?