Sanket and Poorvi walked into the rooftop, mentioning that others would join. I joined them and I got reminded of my Sirohi days where we used to play basketball everyday. Following the old style of flipping hands and choosing the teams, we changed the teams frequently and played for hour or more. S took the role of DJ and played peppy music. Half of the time, I find myself grooving to the tunes rather than stay focussed to the game. Had fun.
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