The Pain...
I was in 9th standard. I used to play football with my friends in school ground. Almost all of us were barefooted and often get wounded. During those days my cousin, Shanooj who was in 11th gave me his boots to play. It was a used one. Actually it was now tight for his legs. I was very happy with the new boots. It was pride for me to play with my friends wearing boots. I played for almost two weeks. One day i had to complete some of my assignments and couldn't join my friends for the game. Seeing this Govind, my classmate came to me asking for my boots. As it was so precious to me I didn't had the mind to give him. But Govind was a very close friend to me and I didn't want to make him unhappy. I gave the boots with an unpleasant heart. He left with them happily. After the game Govind returned the boots. I just checked them and saw the right one torn. The stitch had broken and it was really exposed out. I was very angry and asked him to stitch it. He said that it was already...