four boys playing football in a lush green meadow




By Neel Anil Panicker

“How beautiful were those days, the wondrous lives we children lived, when days slipped into nights and when nights spilled over into days and when life was one big, wondrous never ending party”.

Raj took off from where Andrew had stopped, adding, “and when there were no rich and no poor, no class and no caste divide, when all roads were traversed and houses didn’t have high walls and no food was taboo, and when you just played and had fun and talked on whatever and walked wherever your heart took a fancy to, and when you always were happy and never sad”.

Iqbal, who was listening to the tete e tete of his colleagues chipped in, “and when

you didn’t know the difference between Ram and Rahim and were better off for it.”

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Three Line Tales, Week 191

Three Line Tales, Week 191

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