One day when walking down the lane. I thought about a game. I thought whether I could do it or was I just fancy fooling. I looked up at the sky and saw the sun bright. I saw the colour yellow, wanted to tell him hello. I did and then I wanted to eat that big ball and wondered how could it fall. I poked at it with a long stick. And talked in Hinglish, a hoopla- doopla mix. I wanted to eat it in a big go. Now not caring whether it was red,orange or yellow. Somehow I got it in my hands and I walked to find a suitable place to start to eat. Some boys around there were dancing on a musical beat. Then I found a place near a river, yellow flowers, moss and some trash. It suddenly slipped from my hand and went into the river alas. This made my mood totally gloomy and upset and I wondered if anything else I would to eat get. I strolled down the lane singing a song. I took a corner wondering what just happened and why and slowly I cried. But then hopeful again I looked to find something up in the skies.