was running behind the schedule. Upon ringing the bell and then waiting for a
while, a lady opened the door.
Still looking inside, she shouted, “Lower the TV
the final match of Kabaddi league”, came a reply.
turned and asked, “What do you want?”
am a plumber, you had called…”
letting me complete, she frowned. “Is this the time to arrive? Anyway, get in. There’s
a leak in the bathroom”.
turned and started walking inside.
commentator was raking up the memories of Kabaddi stars from past. Sepiaish photos
were flashed on the screen along with the names.
stumbled at the carpet… I
pulled my cap further on forehead and flipped the ID card.
Though I was not in the prime of my age, spirit of Kabaddi glimmered in my heart!
are you waiting for?”, summoned a rude voice.
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Word Count: 149
Its my contribution to #FridayFotoFiction by Tina and Mayuri