There was once a little playground in a haleseebam village that had a rather interesting life. of course, it always had the daylight visitors (school students). it had score of school student and village sports players from the smallest once in the stroller village, to the biggest ones that spend most of their time on the cricket ground. the playground was happy during the day and weekend when it was listening to the laughter and play of the players, but what the playground really waiting for each day was the night, after all of the kids wend home to play at their own homes and sleep in their own comfy beds the others came out to play.
This had happened for as long as the playground could remember. even since it had been nothing more than a single set of climbing bars, the others had came out at night and played. at first it had just been one or two, but as time wend on, more and more began to show up. when the playground began to grow, adding slides, swings, and entire play sets the type of "other" started to change, as well.
The playground shouldn't have worried and ego, players came to the playground carrying the bat and ball with the large sports players to play their interesting games, since the playground was used to play sports games, school sports, cricket, volleyball, football, and other games. every weekend was joy, fun, ego, laughter and small fights as well as rain bath games during the rainy days.