Times have Changed It was a pleasant evening. The sun was winding up its day’s work. There was cool breeze blowing. And there was something new in the neighbourhood: a cricket match with live commentary. “It was a good ball. The ball just missed the stumps.” “Bowler Anjum Chopra is taking her run up from the field end. Her run up is smooth and here she comes with a fiery look in her eyes.” “What a shot! What a shot! Amit you will have to accept that this is the best shot of the day. ” “I completely agree with you. Kalpana had hit the ball with an élan. Just notice the distance it has traveled.” There were grumbling sounds among the players. The batswoman minced no words when she threatened me of the consequences. “Shanu, if do not stop this I will kill you.” I laughed at this instance of warning as I have laughed at all the previous threats. I was in no mood to give up this fun. My friend laughed too. I was sitting on the terrace of my friend’s house living the role...