Hard fought goal!!!

This happened more than three years before, when I was studying for MCA at Marian College, Kuttikkanam, Kerala. Being situated at hill range, our college has got limited play ground only. The only sports activities for us were football and cards, the later being strictly unofficial.  Sajan and Vivek(officially known as EniPoni), were the only two from our class, who played football often. Anand, Saju and Me will join them very few times. This incident happened at one of that rare days, when we went to play football, along with Sajan and Poni.

To be frank, I was a big zero in any of the sports activities even from my childhood days. I know how to play many of the games, the rules and regulations of those games and all. Then also I was not able to play well. Only sports that I can try to play are Cricket, Football and table tennis, but I consider myself at a level between intermediate and expert in playing cards. Then also am a good spectator of almost all the sports. That may be the case why I know the rules of many of the games.

I liked football from long time back, but I was becoming a great fan of football when I doing my MCA. That might be the reason, I went to play football that day also. Since obviously nobody will allow me to play me in forward or midfield position, I took the decision to play at defense, myself. We all, sajan poni saju and me,  were in the same team with me and saju playing defense and poni and sajan playing forward. Our opposite team was full of college team guys, including Manu, Jesin and Kadamba, who were in fact too good in football.

Mine and Saju’s defense strategy was simply awesome. Whenever some guy come running with ball towards our post, we will run towards him, and either push him off and clear the ball, or simply hit the ball hard and believe me, this strategy simply worked well that day. Everything was going nice and we hadn’t conceded one goal till then. We were proud of our defense. Suddenly I saw Manu, who is a well built guy, running towards me with the ball. I followed the same strategy we were following. I ran towards him and pushed him hard to throw him away. But what happened was exactly opposite. I pushed him hard, he also did the same thing and I was flying through the air literally. He threw me away from his way to open their scoring with a nice placement. 😦 I was laid down at the ground eating soil. 😛

But our Sajan and Poni were not ready to give up and we were cruising ahead. Since I got a huge setback for our defense strategy, I stopped doing that, because of which it was very easy for them to score through my wing. Since I didn’t want to taste the soil again, I just want to stop the game as early as possible. But my fate was different. Something great was waiting for me. Like Jamal told in Slumdog Millionaire, it was my destiny. Either bored of defending or not wanting to get any more punctures in my body, I decided to play forward. Our boys were playing too good at that time and were fighting hard to break the draw. Sajan was dribbling the ball well and was looking for someone to pass. I thought that to be a perfect moment and called for the pass. Suddenly Sajan shouted to move and fired a full power shot. I was still wondering why he asked me to move. But there was hardly any time to think, as I saw the ball coming to my face, in bullet speed. If my memory was right, we started with a white ball, but as it came closer and closer it became red. DDhim!!! I was struck down for the second time.

My face had became thick red color and I was feeling the pain caused by the minuscule stones at the surface of the ball. Sajan came running and all took me to side and sat me there. They might have been thinking that “thank god this a***ole will not play for sometime. 😛 But I was not ready to give up. 5 minutes and I was again spotted at the ground.

The light was going off, and hardly we could see anything. We can stop at anytime, but since it was still a draw, both the teams wanted to break it off. I was hardly playing and was waiting at the left side of the post so that if by chance I get the ball I can score it off. The time came and as I told, my destiny was reaching me. I saw Sajan giving a shot directly to me from long way. I waited for the goal, dreaming my team mates hugging me for scoring the late winner. As soon as the ball reached my leg, I twisted and give a power shot to the right. Instead of hugs which I was expecting, what I got was ‘A’ class scolding from Sajan and all. I was wondering and looked to see that, I had hit the ball outside the post. I turned back to see that I was standing right in front of post. “What the Heck!!!” I was standing at left side of the post and how come now am standing right before that. The worst part was that, Sajan aimed at direct goal from the half line in which I intercepted and kicked it away. 😛

Thanks to Sajan’s  hot theris(mallu word for abusive words) which is keeping the picture of this incident crystal clear still in my mind and I don’t think it will go away soon also. But I learnt a big lesson that day. We should do whatever post we are fit into, otherwise we may forced to eat soil 🙂

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Early to bed and early to rise

It was all of a sudden that I decided to follow the great philosophy “early to bed and early to rise” for keeping one’s body and soul healthy and fresh. There were a couple of sound reasons also to take such a big decision. For a long while, my routine was just the reverse of the above said philosophy, i.e late to bed and late to rise. Late to rise means, anyway after 8:30. The important thing to note in this case is that my office time starts at 8.30 and a majority of employees would have come to office and start their work by that time. I will be still well settled under the blanket at that time. Moreover that I was fed up with the staring I used to get from my PM when I come to office with helmet in hand and jerkin on, at 10. Enough is enough and I took the big decision to bring some sort of discipline in my life 😛 . Ha Ha… Discipline!!! in my life!!! Sounds funny???

Last night I prepared mentally and physically for my change in lifestyle. Finished dinner early at 8. Switched off the TV. Now, this is the most important thing. For me, TV is the main culprit for ruining the discipline in my life. It will catch me and force me to sit in front of it for hours. If any football match is also there, then thats enough and more for me. So I considered TV as one of the main factor and managed to switch it off. Its almost 9.30 and I went to bed, dreaming to swipe the ID card at office at or before 8.30, the next day. Also hoping to see the smiling face of PM at least once in my life time.

I lied there at the bed, with eyes tightly closed, hoping to get the blessings of sleep angel soon. But it seemed like sleep angel got stuck up somewhere in the traffic jam and is getting late. I thought since my decision was all of a sudden, body and mind will take some time to get cop up with that. Time was scrolling slow like anything. I was wondering when the traffic jam will get clear for the sleep angel to come and hit me. I crawled inside the blanket, turned myself down, then up, then left, right. Still of no use. The screens of Eclipse and Flex Builder was flashing in my mind. Oh God!!! Not now. Am already fed up with that screens. Give me a Kit Kat break,, please… Thinking that it’s more than one hour I spent at bed, I looked the watch just to see that it’s only 15 minutes. The watch showed me its only 9.45 and laughed at me. It was telling, ‘see, here is the great PK who want to make his life disciplined’.

I was learning how difficult it is to bring discipline to our lives. But is it worth to take all these difficulties? What’s bad with the current routine? What will I do more if I reach one hour early? Just to avoid the staring of the PM, should I take this much risk? Let him stare. It’s his eyes and he can do anything with that 😛 . Wait!!! Why am I thinking all these things? Okay, that’s it. I am not mentally prepared for this great change.

Minutes later, I was sitting at my living room, reading ‘white tiger‘. And the same watch, which laughed at me some time before, was moving even faster and it was showing 1 o’ clok. As usual next day my card got swiped exactly at 10AM. 😛

Screwed by hathway

Being a fan of European football and  a die hard fan of current England and European champions “Red Devils” Manchester United, who will like to miss the champions league battle between red devils and villa real at our rival’s home. It is at these times I used to think why shouldn’t they play around 9 PM IST. That too why are these champions league matches played on week days. This is why I like English Premier League than Spanish la liga…

Believe me, after marriage, watching mid night football matches will become really difficult without those boozing with friends. Staying awake in those midnights to watch matches needs some boozing anyway. Then also yesterday night I waited impatiently for the start of the match. Can you believe that I was waiting for a match which was going to start at night 1.15. And can you guess what all I did for time passing. Forced LS to go to bed and I forcefully took charge of the unwashed plates we used for dinner. Cut the vegetables for today. I even found out that I can remain alive after brushing teeth. Even after this, the watch told me still half an hour to go for the telecast. I wonder why whenever we are waiting for some enthusiastic stuff to happen, the watch will run slow only, whatever brand it may be. Still somewhere in my mind the thought remained that for what am I taking this much pain???

Everything was going purrrfect and telecast time was reaching closer, and suddenly I found one message in my television. “Set top box not able to receive input signal. Try changing the channel or contact helpdesk.” Now this was the worst thing to happen in anyone’s life. And who the hell customer care executive will remain awake at this time of night???  That was the moment I wanted to regret for loving ManUtd. Ohh God!! what should I do now? Call customer care?? no way… Go down and check cable connections… Waaoh!! My mind was working like a typical debugger!! Yes PK, go down and check it out!! In the midnight, when everyone except me in the entire flat lies slept, I went down to check the connection, to be frank, just like a thief. But adding to the moarn, the connections remain intact.

No more debugging ideas coming up. No way left other than taking the typical last chance of any software engineer. Since there was no ctrl+alt+del in hathway set top box, I switched it off. With prayers in mind, I switched it on again. My optimistic thoughts were crushed to ground when I see the same “Set top box…” message in the screen. For the second time, now being fully pessimist, I repeated the process, but the output remained the same. What to do??? Where to go??? My whole effort went on waste… I was able to reach Arshu’s (who is yet another ManUtd freak) mobile after a couple of tries and was cooled down hearing it was still 0-0 after 35 minutes…

Slowly I felt, my mind taking an U-turn. Mechanically I walked towards my bed with my mind whispering “people used to live when there was no tv and no football“…