On a biting chilly December night a group of five children were fighting against all odds to ward off the menacing cold that rendered streets lonely. Small pieces of timber and hay were occasionally chucked into a dodged bonfire turn by turn. James, Sultan, Kartar, Murli and Reena were sitting outside their shanties and were engrossed in their conversation.Suddenly Kartar recalled something and blurted with an obvious hint of delight, “While I was selling balloons in the market, I noticed great rush and hustle in the streets. People were discussing about Christmas. A shopkeeper was telling his servants that Christmas