Arre yaar, I was watching the MotoGP highlights from Sepang on my phone during tea break—that last lap scrap between the two Ducatis, pure dabaav. You know, it reminded me of dodging autorickshaws on the Raipur-Dhamtari road on my cousin's old Splendor; there's no rulebook when survival is the point. We plan and committee too much about safety lines, but out there, the man who reads the road and commits first just wins, hoi.

Arre yaar, yesterday one caller was explaining the whole Avengers timeline to me at 2am—he was so excited, I just let him talk. I don't watch these things, but I got a little Captain America keychain from a festival stall last year, sits right next to the little Hanumanji one. Feels like both are trying to save the world, just different ways hoi.