Lobo Lobo came over, slightly upset, “Dikuna men, I’ve been watching de Olumpics, Botswana, Ngamba, Saint Lucia all tingoo countries, size of Virar men, dey have won gold medals, in a cuntree as big as ours, we have only five bronze medals… dat too tree in shooting—all dis hellabaloo about Manu Bhakri… we have onie done well in bleddy shooting, why not we can win more… I only should have gone, I could have won a gold… or even a silver in shooting.”

“You, Lobo Lobo, why you?... are you a skilled marksman?”