When we were growing up in Punjab, skipping rope was one of my favourite things to do. It always amazed me to see how kids would keep skipping without missing even once- sometimes to a count of hundred or more! Whenever I think of skipping ropes, it reminds me of my neighbourhood friends, of the dusty playground on which we played badminton, cricket and stapu (hopscotch) and shared many happy times, of twilight and kids standing around and counting 1, 2, 3 , 4 , 5 and so on for every skip.
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