I was driving my Vespa across my street. And few kids were playing badminton under the newly erected fortunately glowing street lamps (sudden badminton fever), I saw a little boy..

I would bump into him everyday and ignore while driving past..

He went running to my gate.. (With the racquet in hands) opened the gates for me.

I was just flattered and felt so little about myself.

I said “thanks”.

He said “அண்ணா இவ்ளோ நாள் பாக்குரோம், இது கூட செய்ய மாட்டோமா?”.

Happy Madras Day :)