You have two sides one out in the field and one in
Each man that’s in the side that’s in goes out and when he’s out he comes in and the next man goes in until he’s out.
When they are all out the side that’s out comes in and the side that’s been in goes out and tries to get those coming in out.
Sometimes you get men still in and not out.
When both sides have been in and out including the not outs
THAT’S THE END OF THE GAME
Sounds of Silence
Can you hear yourself talking? Can you hear your mind?
I was returning from my job, very late. Took a bus to home which was not that crowded. After getting a seat i pulled out my book and started reading, which is what i usually do since i frequently travel alone. After some moments, i noticed that a boy just ahead of me was doing vivid gestures with this hands and looking at the next boy which i thought must be just another passenger.
It took me some time to understand that they were talking in sign language. They looked to happy, a happiness that showed on their faces. The hand gestures, the moving of lips as if to speak but just enough to convey the word.The questions, their answers, cracks , i could not definately understand what was the talk but how animated it was.
My book lay forgotten on my lap as i was amazed to see them talk. Nothing more, just talk.
I was returning from my job, very late. Took a bus to home which was not that crowded. After getting a seat i pulled out my book and started reading, which is what i usually do since i frequently travel alone. After some moments, i noticed that a boy just ahead of me was doing vivid gestures with this hands and looking at the next boy which i thought must be just another passenger.
It took me some time to understand that they were talking in sign language. They looked to happy, a happiness that showed on their faces. The hand gestures, the moving of lips as if to speak but just enough to convey the word.The questions, their answers, cracks , i could not definately understand what was the talk but how animated it was.
This was the same bus where a guy behind me was bragging to his friend about the new mobile he got, the screechingly loud ringtones of mobiles that is so irritating and the usual noises of a city busy in itself. This was the same bus where i saw such a conversation that being so open was yet still so private. Moments later when these two guys got a place to seat, they were joined by a third friend and continued the same way, talking
The talk looked so animated, so alive, i thought i could never talk like that
My book lay forgotten on my lap as i was amazed to see them talk. Nothing more, just talk.
Sick
Also i am down sick due to an allergy. I cannot eat spicy and oily food for coming weeks.
I am on a diet of yoghurt and dal /rice and phulkas
I am on a diet of yoghurt and dal /rice and phulkas
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