Morning or evening the game brings joy and eyes roll in merriment. Time and again this experience departs without sentient. Tour on any boulevard, seldom fails to be a part of this game.
With a gleam the opponent signals the commencement of the game which appears akin to a lantern in the dark. Locomotion and velocity are no vehicles to seek the opponent nevertheless facilitate in hiding. The thrill of hiding is momentary and soon I steal a look out of inquisitiveness to know the opponent’s whereabouts ending up questioning my agility.
My decision to set out with a veil of pride and with courage and buoyancy even after recognizing the partial defeat requires some admiration. In a jiffy the game brings new excitement: hiding and peeping through the tree leafs, edifice, bridge, sky cotton candy and at times through the glass in an indirect approach. There subsists the bewilderment- ‘who seeks whom’?
Morning or evening the opponent concludes the game with a well deserved victory and walks away with a tacit and worthy memo- ‘Do not lose hopes I shall provide you another opportunity try and conquer me. If you fail do not give-up but realize you cannot overpower Nature even with superior technology. Always enjoy the game for I shall adorn myself anew to refresh your mind and fill up with joy.’
