You guys must be thinking what's with the title of the stuff that I'm writing here..I've heard of addicted to drinks , drugs , women , games...but luck ??
Of all the things in the world to get addicted to ....
I remember my first ever encounter with the LUCK of my life...you guys read it right...I never wrote love of my life...it was never love to begin with ...
It was probably a weekday on the precious vacation month of April 2015 , about 6 months after Mangalyaan took off...summer vacation happened...
And I decided to change my summer by doing something which I hated to the bottom of my heart...sports...i wasn't sporty to begin with and I always came last in whatever sport stuff it was which just increased my hatred to sports even more..I was merely going because all my friends were going and because I thought I should loose some weight...I wasn't fat ..but neither was I slim..chubby would be right..
Anyways enough of that
After joining basketball coaching I relaised that I was the worst player the whole world could ever see...
At first I was like it's okay ...I'll get better...
And later...I was like..I'm tired of getting embarassed...
Now..what does all this nonsense have to do with the story ??
One fine day ..( definitely not fine ) they asked us all to throw some balls...everyone went close totge ring and threw their balls into the basket...
I wished with all the might in the world for mine to fall into that damned basket...
As my turned reached...it felt like I was in the stage on Indian idol's elimination round ...
I threw the ball...
Its obvious what I'm going to write next . .
The ball never got in...
But then a particular nasty person pointed out what exactly went wrong with me ...
Honestly that's the first time I really saw that guy over there ...
Ooo guy...boring...
Just not yet...listen to it ...have patience...I finally decided to say this...someone should hear it !
And since then to this day this certain person has never left my eye...
So...
As my days with this summer coaching passed on ....the presence of this certain person in my life leveled up way faster than I do in games...
Ofcourse as in All the stories he had to be one of the most famous boys and Mr.perfect and stuff...
But the point is...I never noticed until that day...
I just never cared
And what I only wished for is to not get tangled up with such too famous people and live this silent life of mine...
If only it went like that ...
Over the 2 months I found something very weird ...
Very very weird
..
We need a name..
I used to call him swan neck ...
Does he gave a long neck ??
No! Ofcourse not ! ...
That's what he pointed wrong...
My swan neck wasn't right ...
( Swan neck - the position your hands are in while you throw the ball...some kind of term used in baketball...)
And that's how swan neck came into my not so intresting life...
Ugly name right...don't worry there's a load of more names for this person...
So...
I found him to be extremely extremely very very Lucky for me...
If I saw him on mornings..I could survive the disaster called basketball ...
If I got in the same team as his...I could put the baskets...
And my poor little brain tricked myself into believing that swan neck is very lucky for me ...
And from then on...he was my luckycharm
You can keep dozens of stuff for a luckycharm ..it could be a keychain , a coin , a slipper ..etc etc ...but if all the things why did my luckycharm have to be a human...of all the things that the world could choose...
And what confirmed the 12 year old Lakshmi's suspicions was when swan neck left for some basketball tournament...that one week of coaching was THE WORST !!..
The ball would fly to my face , my team would loose because of me ...one day my sister tagged along with me ...she was so good in this that the coach personally asked her to join...
And from then onwards I was the joker ...and she one of the best players...over the years she got selected for the team and went on tournaments...while I ended up...well... we're getting to how I ended up right ??..
And once I even broke my leg...
It was painful as well as grateful...painful cause a broken leg wasn't much fun ...and grateful because I could get out of that court...
And finally when he came back...oh god...I still remember that day...I would've been the most panglossian soul on the whole of earth !
And from then on begins my lists of mistakes and stupidness that I ended up doing all because of my luckycharm ...
And this was the beginning to an addiction which I could never get hold off...
To those who ended up on this island...what are your thoughts..
Am I really mad??..isn't this weird ??
I'd like to know how you think...and maybe when you reach the end of this story...I'd like to ask you people for advice ...for I really want to kick this out with all the might I have...and for those should who've stumbled up on this island...consider it as a task to find the hidden treasure in this island ! 😉
This is that pose ...Swan Neck !!
( Or maybe this guy got it wrong like me too 😂😂)
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