Ding dong, went the door bell.
I opened the door thinking who might be the unknown guest for lunch. No one.
I close door.
Ding dong.
This time I opened quickly. Still no one. But I heard scuffle of feet up the stairs. I walk to the stairs and look up the well. Two heads bob on 10th and 11th floors.
Ah the neighbourhood kids, regular brats. But I had a smile on lips. These carefree days. How I miss them. Anyway, I glance up again and see one head peeping down from the 14th floor.
I keep the door open. After a while I hear steps coming down. I appear at dooway. The boys might have seen my feet. They scuffle up.
I call out, "Bunty, Come here".Bunty lives on 5th floor.
Silence.
I leave the doorway to attend to my cooking.
Two minutes later, I hear Aunty
A quartet stands there with the most innocent faces on.
They pipe up, " Aunty, we didn't do it. its the new boys Aman and Adhnan." We were just going up to babloos place on 14th floor"
It was nice of them to show up even if it was a lie
I kept a serios face although I wanted to hug these little liars.
"See, " said I," There might be really old people in some apartments. If you play with the bell, it is a great effort for some of them to get up and open the door. Dont do it again."
They nodded. The youngest most.
Off they trooped.
