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 :)