Vasu…
Looks outside through his window…
He sees a wonderful sight…
His kids playing with their green Frisbee…
While two lovebirds enjoy their evening walk…
This continues for a while
Until the Frisbee
Hits them from behind.
The male screams at them…
The female glares…
Hearing the commotion Meera enters…
Elbows him playfully in his ribs…
“What are we watching here dear Vasu”
Says she with a wink…
He looks at her tenderly…
Says….
“The celebration of childhood”
Wow the sentiment is nicely drafted and expressed