Preemptive decisions on the forecast of events make you vulnerable to being more predictive than being versatile…
This thursday was just another sunny day in Scotland, a perfect catch for those canvas shoes & the football crazy guys….
Yeah, I was one of them this time, perhaps it was a tad too uneasy for me with my defending & striking skills,
I too donned the shorts this time & walked into the Goals Soccer Grounds, it was gonna be a game of football after a long good break of 6 years,
so flying kicks the air, rolling on the ground & the football swooshing pash my legs wasn’t something that I didn’t expect, but what commenced was a lovely game which made me demanding for more once it ended.
Not to forget that I had some really supportive & talented colleagues : Kamran, Jim, Ricard, Matt, Alan etc who didn’t make me feel out of place despite the near misses & flying kicks in the air 😀
I couldn’t quite help but laughing at myself noticing the ball going in the exact opposite direction.
As always every football match has its “side-effects” which is nothing new, we had a player down in the first minute in an ankle sprain from a tackle, but it didn’t seem quite one of the guys to give up Kamran was back on his foot & blazing away with the ball.
The other casualties did exist like Richard falling on his wrist over me trying to defend the ball without me noticing him from behind. 😦
Nevertheless, it was an hour of amazing sports with laughs here & there and some good sporting spirit.
I finished off without much ado not scoring even a single goal despite having a close shave at almost three direct hits & did pretty well defending the goal by getting battered by the ball a tad too often :D.
The match ended on a good note, with our team losing by a goal ( 5-4 ).
All went good for a match after so long for me, just hope the Richard’s wrist get’s well soon before he comes with the ball or bat 😛 after me 😦 hehe…..
Looking forward to a many more matches & getting back my much lost footie form in the weeks to come…
“Rome wasn’t built in a day neither would I ever become a Messi Overnight” hahaha 😀
A minute of silence, a glimpse better not shared, two hearts that couldn’t beat harder or feet & hands that went cold …
These are some of the very words which describe every moment when you can’t just let them go away from.
I never seem to understand how complicated things get, but when you actually land up in a situation when the odds just fall against you, whether its time, distance, the sequence of events combined with our “essential crazy Ego” (which we always regret) that you throw up the shields in your defence.
The years of Love, Care, Understanding, Oneness all crumble regardless of how deeply engraved they are.
Agitation which is the quickest defence of the human mind takes guard & in the rage of Words which may not pay any heed to, we End up destroying the Castle that took years to be constructed brick by brick.
The Pain maybe considerably negligible at the moment when you last held their hand & called it a day, but what may subside in the minutes, hours , days & years to come will be so dreadful that they question your existence till the moment you breathe you last.
The Words of a heavy heart :: “May you always be happy in life & may the charm of your Smile blow away the tears that may ever come”, “May the day of night pass by, I will always wish you prosper” & many more …..
It maybe easy to weigh each word, each sentence , every phrase spoken in some sad sombre moment, but later in the darkness of solitude those very words echo like a trumpet ,making you guilty of every action or reaction ever made or words ever muttered to them. There won’t be a hand to grasp in the hazy storm that you have been life in standing helplessly.
Believe it or Not , deep within you some people really implant a seed of Trust, Belonging, Worthiness that regardless of being a partner, a best friend, a brother or a sister, they are , will & always be inseparable from your life
However much you want to deny it… !!! so never be too late that you need to pay the price of regret some day or lifelong.