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		<title>Child&#8217;s play</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 11:09:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is hard to describe the thrill when the cheap tennis-ball hits the lovingly built but teetering tower of randomly collected stones or the &#8220;tenshunnnnn&#8221; after the precarious tower has been felled and you are left stranded while your other team-mates have splintered away like a grenade. What am I talking about? Pithooooo!! For those [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is hard to describe the thrill when the cheap tennis-ball hits the lovingly built but teetering tower of randomly collected stones or the &#8220;tenshunnnnn&#8221; after the precarious tower has been felled and you are left stranded while your other team-mates have splintered away like a grenade.</p>
<p>What am I talking about?</p>
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<p>Pithooooo!!</p>
<p>For those born in the 70s and 80s, this was one of the most popular neighborhood/boring vacation evenings/bunking tuition evenings games.</p>
<p>For those who are not familiar with the game: it involves two teams, one team arranges that precarious tower of road-side pebbles and the other team has to bring it down with a tennis-ball, after which pandemonium ensues. The &#8220;arranger team&#8221; has to disperse and run as fast as possible and the other team has to hit the opposite team with the ball. Thrilling!!</p>
<p>I assure you there are very few things more fun on a summer vacation when you are 12 than running blindedly from a blood-thirsty opponent armed with a very toxic-green and bouncy tennis ball. And boy does it hurt on impact.</p>
<p>Speaking of games, the other day I got thinking of all the other games we used to play. Here is a short list.</p>
<p>Oonch neech ka Paapdaa: Retarded game of two teams on territorial grounds. One team chooses higher or lower ground and teases the other team members by setting foot on its level. Presuming it is a child&#8217;s take on territory battles.</p>
<p>Dark room: A favorite in birthday parties. I still think it is a sneaky boys&#8217; game as they try to grab girls in unlit corners.</p>
<p>Kho-kho: Needs no description.</p>
<p>Pakdan-Pakdayee: One person goes to &#8220;Den&#8221; and has to run after pesky friends trying to get them &#8220;out&#8221;.</p>
<p>Chhupan Chhupayee: My favorite game.</p>
<p>Any more?</p>
<p>Pity now I hardly see any of these games being played in the kolony neighborhoods but then again, maybe I am running in the wrong circles.</p>
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