Akash suddenly opened his eyes. Did he oversleep? Oh no! He quickly put his hand below the pillow and pulled out his yellow and green limited edition (or so he thought) mickey mouse watch. The little watch hands were phosphorescent and glowed if you made a cover around the watch face with your hand - it was only 5AM. Of course! he looked out of the small square glass panes on the top of the window towards his left - it was still dark. His internal clock had pushed him awake even before the alarm could go off! Well, it wasn't as if he was an early bird but today was not a school day. It was a summer vacation day. And summer vacation day meant that his friends would sometimes plan a morning cricket session from 6AM. Today was cricket day and Akash was excited.
He quickly got out of bed. If he was already awake no point going back to sleep. He quickly got ready. It was a bit chilly in the morning but he knew soon it would be hot specially once he reached the ground and started running. He quickly ate a banana - he could not eat anything so early in the morning but last time he went playing on an empty stomach he had fainted while running for the ball. He was not going to risk that again.
The bell rang. Akash went to the roof and looked down from the 3 story building. It was Babloo. Akash quickly took his bat and went downstairs. They rang bells and got the others to come down as well but Goldy was sleepy - he however generously gave them the wickets and went back to sleep.
They were 6 now - good enough for a match. Everyone fielded while 2 batted. They were early so they were able to occupy the middle pitch of the maidan. It was an unsaid rule - whoever came first got the best strip i.e the strip in the middle of the maidan. As latecomers will come in they will occupy the make shift pitches on the sides and would have to deal with uneven leg side and off side boundaries.
While they played Shailesh came in late. He was acting funny though being all loud and obnoxious. Shailesh was what they called a bastir chele - a boy from the slums. Seems like he was drunk on local hooch. Babloo took him aside, got him water and a egg roll from a shop nearby and calmed him down.
As they resumed the match Babloo hit a ball towards the fence. Akash ran towards the ball as it rolled towards the exit gate of the maidan which faced the local railway station next to the maidan. He looked up and suddenly saw four five men running towards him from the gate as the ball rolled towards them. Behind them appeared 15-20 more people running frantically towards Akash. Akash froze for a second - were they coming to beat him or something? He quickly gained his senses and ran towards the other gate. His friends came running too and together they all ran back to their houses. Towards noon Akash heard Babloo calling him. Their houses were next to each other and they would often chat roof to roof because it was at the same level.
"Do you know why those people were running today" asked Babloo.
"No. why?"
"There was a shooting on the railway station. Someone was shot. That's why the people from the station were running away from the platform. My mom told me. Also she said we can't go to play there for a few days. We will have to cancel tomorrow's match"
"Oh no! but we got a new bat and all. And 2 new balls as well"
"Ya man I know. We can play on our terrace. Come on over."
"Yay.Coming" Akash smiled brightly and went to find his slippers.
"Sorry Uncle" said a cute little voice. The ball had brushed Akash's leg and stopped. "Can we please have our ball back?"
"Of course" Akash said as he picked up the ball and gave it back. His hairs were grey now and for a few moments the old thoughts had flooded his head. As we went over the memory again he realised that the events were probably not even from a single day. His brain had mish-mashed multiple episodes into a ball of nostalgic goop. He tried hard to remember when was the last time he had played cricket with these friends from a lifetime ago. What happened to Babloo, Shailesh and Goldy?
"Sir! Sir! are you Akash?"
Akash looked up. Oh it was the cab. Akash had walked to the society exit. He was getting late for work. "Yes yes one sec. Here is the OTP...."