Life moves on, so at one point or the other you are bound to use these phrase. Out of these times the days that i remember are those when i played cricket or football quite regularly. this particular post talks about the time we were in school cllas VI or V. we regularly used to play cricket during the summer vacations (may-june).
those were the days... when 4 runs on the last ball meant pressure, there were jokes about pressure and relieving it. those were days when hitting a six meant hitting so carefully as to not reach the fountain lest the ball get wet, but yet reach that boundary. those were the days... when bowling someone with a fast yorker gave you the feeling that you were Akram(it still does give me that feeling).
Those were the days when I used to wake up everyone for a match as though it were a Indo-Pak world cup final - 5 in the morning.
Those were the days... when we played matches and the winning team won a cricket-ball, those were the days... when they had to wait for the losing team to get money from their parents to buy that 60-rupee ball. we used to sit,doze-around, wait 3-4 hours in the playground to get that coveted ball, in the famous heat of delhi, drinking bunta on our way back home. listening to angered parents and then smiling at our achievements.
On the losing side, my team had this very careful little genious, he used to keep all the balls we had won, and just bring them instantly when we lost a match - no begging our parents :)(bigger smiley needed). these were the people i gelled most with, yet to find such an atmosphere anywhere else in the world, where everyone is playing with their hearts and wants to win.....
Those were the Days... More such posts coming...
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