Story: Wonderful surprise.

I returned from playing badminton, it will be eight in the morning. I am wearing shorts, T-shirt, shoes, even the badminton racket is hanging around my neck in the bag. The master ( Teacher)
of our flat on rent from about one year. He is not old, but almost thirty-five, and I am a dream senior citizen. Some time met on the way in a day or two. Today is the same.Exchanged Good morning by both .
Suddenly he asked morning walk done?
No, I don't do morning walk, I go to play....