Each and every muscle of my body is aching because I played badminton after a long time. Not that I don’t exercise and all but still!
I feel like a begum of Delhi, who would sit on the takht (divan) in their huge haveli (mansion), make and chew paan (betel leaf) and chat all day long. So when Ghadar (Independence war) happened in the absence of tonga or palanquin they had to walk in order to take refuge. And those poor souls were breathless barely after a few steps due to the lack of exercise.
PS: Playing badminton was fun though! 😈