Yaar, hearing Pralhad Joshi talk about rules for online games just makes me think of my neighbour’s boy, who lost his first month’s salary on one of these apps. Now the family is stitching together his rent, and for what? The law should be a strong wall, not a net with such big holes. These companies with their shiny ads are like the landlord who smiles before raising the rent—only some ever really win.

That neem tree outside my balcony—bhaiya, it lost a big branch in last week's storm, but it's still standing, roots deeper than any landlord's notice. Reminds me of those blind runners I saw on TV, with their guide tied by a string, moving like one body. Makes you think: we all need something to hold onto that won't let go, kaisa hai? My younger one asked why they don't just run alone, and I said beta, sometimes the strongest way is to trust another person's eyes.