It was a day going as usual....everything as per routine.
Had some meetings in the morning, then some discussion about project deadlines. At the end of the day i was happy --- as i was able to escape early from the office ... :)
Ok, coming back to the point...i went early at home ... with shoulders down but broad smile on face, for early escape. With usual practice elevator took me to my floor and i entered in my flat. After taking bath, i rested in front of the TV, in the hope of having some fun ... scanned the odd ones only to switched it off, after not being able to hold on a single chanel. With some EXTRA time at hand, now i thought of reading the magazing lying around. While scanning through it, i heard many voices shouting "Saurabh....Saurabh". I pipped through the window. Wow ... 10-20 children were calling their buddy Saurabh for playing.
I don't know whether Saurabh reached or not, but i was there, just with those tiny bombs of fun, within a few moments!
The moment i reached there ... gosh ... i went crazy looking some of the children playing cricket... some hiding behind cars for not to get caught first ... other one was running as fast as he can. Suddenly a few of them started cheering there buddy, who shouted "dhappa" a moment before.
Now i was like ..... throwing the bicycle away ... kicking the ball ... cheering my frnd for taking wicket ... shouting loudly for "dabba express" ... climbing on the tree to hide ... (saying mate too) ... n what not.
The noise of all these kids, requesting some aunty for allowing their lil frnd some more time to play, brought my attention from past to present. Their response to aunts words was a cheerful "yeahhhhhhhh" n all of them disappeared behind the cars. Small was the place in this multistoried appartment ... but must be an all time favourite of this gang.
More cheering was the cricket they played ... a lot
fun was involved in hiding ...
memorable was the smile on their faces when aunty allowed them more fun ... zero was the effort they needed to run ... more was the fun they were getting to run ... seized was the time for them to have more n more joy ... n for me too ...
Hey! They are shouting prathamesh ... prathamesh ... prathamesh.......... let me join ...
r u coming ...
Had some meetings in the morning, then some discussion about project deadlines. At the end of the day i was happy --- as i was able to escape early from the office ... :)
Ok, coming back to the point...i went early at home ... with shoulders down but broad smile on face, for early escape. With usual practice elevator took me to my floor and i entered in my flat. After taking bath, i rested in front of the TV, in the hope of having some fun ... scanned the odd ones only to switched it off, after not being able to hold on a single chanel. With some EXTRA time at hand, now i thought of reading the magazing lying around. While scanning through it, i heard many voices shouting "Saurabh....Saurabh". I pipped through the window. Wow ... 10-20 children were calling their buddy Saurabh for playing.
I don't know whether Saurabh reached or not, but i was there, just with those tiny bombs of fun, within a few moments!
The moment i reached there ... gosh ... i went crazy looking some of the children playing cricket... some hiding behind cars for not to get caught first ... other one was running as fast as he can. Suddenly a few of them started cheering there buddy, who shouted "dhappa" a moment before.
Now i was like ..... throwing the bicycle away ... kicking the ball ... cheering my frnd for taking wicket ... shouting loudly for "dabba express" ... climbing on the tree to hide ... (saying mate too) ... n what not.
The noise of all these kids, requesting some aunty for allowing their lil frnd some more time to play, brought my attention from past to present. Their response to aunts words was a cheerful "yeahhhhhhhh" n all of them disappeared behind the cars. Small was the place in this multistoried appartment ... but must be an all time favourite of this gang.
More cheering was the cricket they played ... a lot
fun was involved in hiding ...memorable was the smile on their faces when aunty allowed them more fun ... zero was the effort they needed to run ... more was the fun they were getting to run ... seized was the time for them to have more n more joy ... n for me too ...
Hey! They are shouting prathamesh ... prathamesh ... prathamesh.......... let me join ...
r u coming ...
