and now to the 'right' of India...

We silly beings are hooked on to a complex matrix designed by the czars of deceit. We do almost about anything to delude ourselves from this unfortunate truth. I try to keep up but have almost always failed. I have however touched base with a tangible solution. Travel!

So far all my traveling has been work related which although at first does not sound 'fun', it actually is. Well it has been so far at least.

Oh oh, I've realized that the eastern most part of the world that I've been to is Bangalore. For shame! Well that changes tonight.

I'm all packed and ready to leave for Singapore. A business trip even. :)

Sigh. Or maybe not. I haven't made up my mind yet.

Run Fahad run...

I lay breathing heavily on the moist grass with the flood-lit sky staring down at me. Just a few moments back I received the ball on my chest, controlled it with my feet and made a heart stopping run.

I went past three defenders before coming one on one with the goal keeper. With him charging towards me and sensing two others coming up from behind, I picked my spot, my favourite one. I tilted to the left and shot to the right watching and hoping to get enough swerve. It beat the keeper, but would it do enough?

Those fractions of a second are the hardest. I fell to the the ground with my eyes glued to the ball.

The ball hit the post and was eventually cleared. I lay still with a wry smile. “Tough luck,lad”, someone shouted. With a heavy sigh I gathered myself up and jogged back toward the mid field hoping to make a run again. Soon.

Oh how I love this game...