THREE MISTAKES OF MY LIFE
Ok my first mistake is “leaving CRICKET”. I know it is not a big deal as a lot like me do that every day. Every Indian child loves & plays cricket but only a selected few do achieve that. But I believe I could have achieved a lot more. Let me take you to the history & give you a backdrop kind of a thing. I have been a cricket lover from my childhood. I never won a single prize in a quiz competition but at the same time nobody could take away a first prize from me in a sports quiz competition. Not only cricket I have been a hardcore sports fan, be it football, tennis, hockey, golf, badminton, shooting& even I have been following athletics. Ok now coming back to cricket I started playing cricket from a tender age. I had a handmade bat with me which had almost taken the shape of a hockey stick but then I did not want to change it as it was my favorite one. You see I had the attitude of a professional cricketer at that time also… He he.... Jokes apart & bat apart I had a rubber ball & a chair as my stumps with me & those remained as my best friends for a quite a few years. I wanted to join a cricket club but then my father was posted in a place which did not have a cricket club. So fate never allowed me to play in a professional way. I kept on playing with those kinds of bats & rubber & tennis balls till I got into class 9th. I was the captain of my school cricket team (tennis & cork ball) & always felt a Dravid within me. It was class 9th when I got the chance to play with a cricket ball & it was a match against a local club. Let me remind you that papa had already got transferred to another place by that time. I was the captain & opened the bowling. I hate to tell you my performance but I have to. I bowled 17 deliveries all wide balls & gave away 20 runs (1 bye 4) without even delivering a single legal ball. Just imagine what would have I gone through that time; especially when I was the captain. We lost the match & the whole night I had all kinds of nightmares. All kinds of shit comments were giving me alarming bells & were not allowing me to sleep. Anyways I again came back to my tennis ball form of cricket & continued showing my heroics. Then my father got transferred to Bhubaneswar, the capital city where I got to see a live cricket match in my own eyes. After the 10th board examination I got a break of 2 & half months. I decided to join a club & started searching for a good 1. I joined Rameswar Sporting, a very renowned club in the city & what followed was the best part of my life. The very first day my coach walked about 400 mtrs from the centre of the ground to the main road just to tell my father that I was such a talent that he saw an international cricketer within me. I even achieved more heights than the seventh heaven. I kept on playing for the club & within a very few days made a name for me in the whole city. But then I got a very high percentage & got admission in the best college of Orissa & the best coaching institute. I had to leave the club because their timings collided with each other. Then I started it again after a few years & also got a chance to play for the state u-19 cricket team but then I again had to leave it because of my studies. That story is very interesting but then I have to cut it short, so leaving my first mistake over here only.
My second mistake is “not understanding my PETS”. I had dogs, cats, parrots, mongooses, rabbits, Australian birds, Indian birds, pigeons, paddy birds, hens, common mynas & what not as my pets. Oh how can I forget I even had a deer with me for 3 4 months. Her name was Chameli. Nice name na!!! I still have a lot of them but now there is no such variety because of our animal welfare division. I guess even the animals love to be at homes only instead of those cages in some deptt. But the thing that I hate the most is my attitude. Perhaps I was not in the right age group to take care of them. They were only like some playing instruments for me. I laughed at them; I cried when they suffered, I gave them everything that I could. But never really gave respect to their feelings. I never really investigated what they wanted. But I could understand it later. Every day the thought of it strikes my right brain & all I can do is to cry in a closed room. I am really sorry for all that I have done to them.
My third mistake is not “respecting my father”. I mean I do respect him a lot. But there was a time when I hated him like anything, no not exactly hated, but disliked is probably the accurate word.. After my intermediate that is 10+2, I wanted to pursue my graduation in the general line i.e. a B.Sc. But then He wanted me to do engineering. He got me admitted in the best institute spending something around 50,000 Indian rupees but all I did was to bunk every single class. I even went on to the extent of bunking my IIT exam. I lied to my parents & acted like I had given it. Then went to watch a cricket match with the money with which I was supposed to buy a CBSE engineering examination form. I even wrote the Orissa joint entrance examination in such a manner that I would not get a seat which I did not eventually. In short I wasted around sum hundred thousand rupees. All my friends got into IITs, NITs, AIIMS, AFMC & other top technical colleges. I can still remember the look on my father’s face when he heard my intentions after all the exams got over. He allowed me to take admission in the course that I wanted to. Anyways I did my graduation with chemistry & then got into ITM. Now I am very happy that I became the second topper of my class to at least let my father know that I still want to achieve the same that he wants me to. I would be the happiest person on earth that day on which I would qualify for IAS satisfying my father’s desires. Papa I just want to tell you that you are the best & I love you a lot. Father please forgive me for my mistakes .Love you a lot.
Ok guys this is about my three mistakes. I will come up with another post very soon. Till then good bye & take care.
