"Hey! Would you like to join me for a game of badminton?" He spoke these words casually as I passed by his cubicle. Known to be a tardy person, I was haphazardly walking to my cubicle and cursing myself for being so late while simultaneously trying to rehearse my To-do list for the day. I paused abruptly and looked at him, incensed at being intercepted. He too had a look of embarrassment on his face after having witnessed my reaction.However, he quickly gained composure and asked me again "Game for a game of badminton?" He swayed his arm in a forehand fashion trying to emphasize his intention even further. I remember the sparkle in his eyes. He wouldn't have been more than 22, I wondered. Not having wanting to decline his invite, I requested him to give me another 10 minutes while signaling five on my hand and quickly made a dash for my cubicle. The initial request of ten minutes turned to 20 and having been occupied with my work, eventually I forgot about ...