They had lost count of the number of Ludo games played till now. The mirthful laughter and intermittent fights was to be blamed for the same. The day was about to end, the conversations were about to begin. And at the end of it they always wondered if anything was left for tomorrow. But they always managed to surprise each other the next day with new anecdotes. Dark clouds hovered outside and the moon vanished slowly in the mayhem.
It was raining heavily outside. They finally decided to call it a day. The sole bulb in the room was switched off and ‘Khushi Old age home’ once again merged into the darkness.