A month later

The push ups routine had gone for a month.

One fine day, Moto spoke.

One! he said.

Chanaka was happy. Atkeast one push I have done and he turned back. The ground he trained had gone under. Chanaka looked at his master. Master! he said with gratefullness.

99 more, said the master as he smoked his pipe. Only then did Chanaka realise that one push up was not him push his body up and down. But pushing the ground down further and further.