I remember my Sunday morning ritual as a kid. Waking up at 6 AM, meeting my colony friends, heading to the part of our society that had some free space for 10 people to run around, setting up a make shift wicket at the batting end & a brick at the bowling end, dividing teams, having the toss and then... Playing cricket! We would go on for hours until someone's parent came and scolded us or someone broke a window or the friend who owned the bat had to leave to finish his homework.