‘Come on Rahul, we don’t have much time’, said Tarun trying to spin the football on his index finger. ‘The match is about to start. This time we’ll show them who the boss around here is’. Rahul was sitting on one end of the see-saw. ‘I don’t think I would be able to play. I hurt my leg yesterday while climbing my tree house’, said Rahul with a stammering voice. ‘Okay buddy as you wish. But I hope you will be supporting us during the match right?’. ‘Oh sure! I have myself waited so long for this . I know those jerks are of no match to us’, said Rahul and both laughed. Taurn hi-fived him and went back to the field trying to figure out why he had never seen any tree house at Rahul’s place Dream beauty pro.

The match started and Tarun’s team scored a goal in the 4th minute of the game. There was a loud cheer from the teammates. Tarun sprinted to the see-saw to celebrate the goal with his best friend, while the rest of the team was still frolicking in excitement. But he was surprised to see that the place was deserted. He looked around but there was no sign of him anywhere close by. ‘Tarun! Kick off, fast!’, came a loud voice. Confused, he went back to the field and took his position .

‘Coming, I am coming. Cant you people wait a little?’, shouted Vikas with eyes half open and hair all messed up. He went to the door and opened it. ‘Rav I no’ rol you refor no’ to rin the rell so har?’. The milkman tried very hard to make out what the man was trying to say but couldn’t help saying ‘Pardon sir?’. Vikas took the toothbrush from his mouth, ‘ Have I not told you before not to ring the bell so hard?’. ‘Its not my fault, I have been standing here for the past five minutes. And after all I have to deliver milk to other places as well. I can’t afford to waste all my time at one place. I would not-‘, ‘ Okay okay you can go now, don’t get heated up’, interrupted Vikas, not letting him even complete his sentence. Vikas slammed the door behind him, yawning. He sat on the couch and  still in his mouth. He rested his head against the pillow and his eyes gradually began to shut. ‘Wuff Wuff!’, barked Sandy standing next to what seemed to be a dead body. ‘Don’t shout at me like that. Do I ever wake you up from your sleep?’, the dog barked again exhibition Hong Kong.