Within the time it took for a cup of tea to cool, three loud thuds echoed, followed by a settling layer of dust. What unfolded before their eyes was a scene that left them dumbfounded!
A small girl was seen with her hands clasped in front of her, nonchalantly leaning against a large locust tree, idly yawning while a kind-eyed old man beside her stroked his beard with a look of contentment.
If that side seemed warm and touching, then the scene opposite the locust tree was entirely different. Three young men—whether devilishly charming, poised or simple-minded, all dressed in sharp suits—were sprawled on the ground with bruised and swollen faces. Their disheveled state defied simple descriptors like 'clumsy' or 'comical'!