Drifting towards a busy life!!

     The pitch was only smooth in parts;

              It sank at either crease,

     And motor vans and bakers’ carts

          At times disturbed the peace.

         The scorer, seated by the well,

               Kept up a fire of talk;

                                                            He was both umpires, crowd, and all,

                                                                        And plied a busy chalk.

Above are two selective stanzas from the poem ‘Six and out‘ by G.D. Martineau. You might wonder why all of a sudden i‘m quoting a poem based on street cricket here! Is it because of the recent IPL craze?? Or am I calling back the poem that I studied in my tenth grade?? 😉 Nope, its none of both!! You’ll understand as you read.

Everyone would’ve played street games in their childhood and I’m not an exception. When all my cousins gathered, the amusement had no bounds. The games that we played had rules of our own. A variety of childish games such as hopping, skipping, hide and seek, dumb charades, ludo, snake & ladder added fun and still the list goes on.

Cricket stumps ranged from thick broomsticks to chalk lines on the wall. Hopping game had floor tiles as boundary references. Hide and seek meant hiding at the smallest place we could fit in (Best-fit strategy :P). And we had lotta secret codes for dumb charades. During family functions, elders at home used to conduct games like Tambola, musical chair, guessing games and distributed prizes for the winners!!

Lately, I had a gaming experience with my cousins after a couple of years. This time it was Badminton.

See, I’ll tell you. This is one kind of serve” , said Karthik, who had mastered the game (or atleast pretended to have mastered). And he hit the shuttlecock up in the air.It was my turn then. I raised the racquet above to hit the shuttlecock and it flew away beyond the compound wall on a feathery touch.

This is another kind of serve“, I smiled with sarcasm ;).  He gave me a weird look and went in to take another one. I saw him picking out a nylon cock, but on looking at me he changed his mind and returned back with a ‘old is gold’ kinda cock. The game went on for some more time with everyone taking their turns.

When I returned back home, I felt like missing something. These happy moments have become rare occurrences now, as everyone has started moving towards busy lives for various reasons.

Business or Busyness – I couldn’t differentiate!!


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