We meet every ten years. It’s strange, but so are most things. The first time we met was when I was 15. I was coming back home from school. Tenth boards were around the corner and our school had made it mandatory for everyone to attend the extra classes. During these last few months before the boards, it used to get late, and we would usually reach home by six in the evening. That day, after the extra class, I stayed back at school with a couple of my friends to play basketball. I wasn’t any good at it, but my friends and I collectively felt the need to wind down for a few minutes before heading back home. In fact, we didn’t even have the energy to ‘play’ basketball. We were just aiming the ball at the basket from half-court, hoping it would go in. It didn’t. After many unsuccessful attempts, we decided to go home. The adrenaline rush we thought we would get by playing basketball was slowly getting replaced by the fear of reaching home late.
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Every Ten Years
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Damn. This is the absolute first time ever when I got hooked to read something right from the first line. I'm not a reader and you've turned me into a lil one. Thanks man!