My cousin's son is 9 and he joined a football academy near Gachibowli last month.
He has a proper kit bag, a printed schedule and a coach who sends messages in a group.
When I was 9, football meant whoever showed up at the park near our house.
We used two slippers for a goalpost and the game ended when someone's mother called him home.
I went to watch one evening because my aunt kept going on about it. It was well run.
Kids in matching bibs did drills with cones while a coach with a whistle walked between them.
Another parent told me a swimming academy nearby does the same thing now, with a weekly plan.
Her daughter is 11 and talks to her coach more often than she talks to us.
I'm not against any of it. The kids looked happy and some of them were really good.
What bothered me was the fee. My aunt went quiet when I asked, and changed the topic to biryani.
Then I thought about the boys from our old park. Some of them were better than me.
None of them would have got a place like this, because nobody in their house had the money.
I don't know what the answer is. Maybe academies will find talent from every kind of family someday.
Right now it looks like you need to be able to pay before anyone sees you play.
My cousin's son doesn't care about any of this. He just wants new studs before Sunday.
I told him I'd buy them if he promised to teach me the drill with the cones.