I took this picture in the morning when I was waiting to give a mock CAT. The guy is trying to shoot a bird with his catapult. It reminded me of the days when I really made a fuss to get one. Living in a city, we had trouble finding one but I got myself one when we visited our village during the summer. We had aiming competitions and I carried it around like it was a Magnum for Clint Eastwood. I was not a very good at aiming hence I ended up breaking up a few windows and those ornamental lamps which are mounted on either side of the gate (as if the damage done playing cricket was not enough 
). Alas it did not last forever as the rubber thread which was used for slinging broke and the catapult eventually retired into the dark corners under the bed.
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