*Satvi Pov*

“What are you doing?” I heard a question coming from behind me.

“Playing cricket!” I replied without turning around and continued to play.

“Really?” he asked in a sarcastic tone and then sat in the chair which is directly in front of me and a table is dividing us.

“Yes! Want to play?” I asked him showing my mini bat and ball I made with flour in the evening.

“Have you lost your mind?” he asked, shaking his head.

“That is your profession and sorry to say, but I feel that profession very boring, so I never showed any interest.” I replied smiling sweetly and placed the wickets...