Saturday, 3 July 2010
Sad Day for Me and Brazil - 02nd July ' 2010
Brazil midfielder Felipe Melo was in a bitter mood after the Selecao were knocked out of the World Cup by the Netherlands on Friday 2nd July 2010.
The five-time world champions came into their quarter-final clash with the Oranje as favourites and were 1-0 up at the break, but conceded twice in the second half to lose a dramatic match 2-1.
Felipe Melo scored an own goal in the 53rd minute and got himself sent off 20 minutes later for a stamp on Dutch winger Arjen Robben.
"For the first goal, Julio [Cesar] was behind me and I don't remember if the ball touched me or him, just the bad feeling of seeing it going in," he said.
"For the second goal, we shouldn't have allowed a short player like [Wesley] Sneijder to head the ball inside the box."
However, the 27-year-old was most unhappy with his red card.
"It's different to be sent-off for punching or spitting at someone than for a normal challenge.
"The challenge that Pepe made on me was much more worse. This depends on the interpretation of the referee and I think he was too harsh. It's tough now to call home and hear your son crying.
"Robben kept playing up. If I meant to hurt him, he would have left the pitch. I have enough strength to break his leg.
"Every time he was touched he would jump and roll over on the floor. I just wanted to get the ball and start our counter-attack."
The Juventus player continued: "It's tough to believe that a group like this will not win the coveted title. Maybe this was the most united group that the Selecao has ever had. Everyone was focused on working with a lot of commitment.
"We had the opportunity in the first half to score two or three goals. I apologise to the Brazilian fans for the elimination. We wanted to be crowned champions. It was maybe the toughest year of my career, because at Juventus we did not reach our goals either."
In his post-match comments, Real Madrid star Kaka broadly echoed Melo's thoughts about the sadness in Brazil's camp.
"We are feeling this defeat very much," he said. "Nobody is feeling it more than the players. The World Cup is like that: great expectations are created.
"Now we have four years for another Cup. I don't know what will happen then, I don't know if I will be in another World Cup. I fought hard to be in this World Cup and I know that this has not been acknowledged.
"I wanted more and I wanted to fight for the sixth title. Several times, I thought I was not going to be in the World Cup because of my injury. But my team-mates gave me the strength and support to be here.
"I have a strong connection with the Selecao. This is by far my saddest moment in the Selecao. Four years from now is too far to start planning. This is a moment to reflect on things in my life and my career.
"I know the pain that the fans are feeling."
The five-time world champions came into their quarter-final clash with the Oranje as favourites and were 1-0 up at the break, but conceded twice in the second half to lose a dramatic match 2-1.
Felipe Melo scored an own goal in the 53rd minute and got himself sent off 20 minutes later for a stamp on Dutch winger Arjen Robben.
"For the first goal, Julio [Cesar] was behind me and I don't remember if the ball touched me or him, just the bad feeling of seeing it going in," he said.
"For the second goal, we shouldn't have allowed a short player like [Wesley] Sneijder to head the ball inside the box."
However, the 27-year-old was most unhappy with his red card.
"It's different to be sent-off for punching or spitting at someone than for a normal challenge.
"The challenge that Pepe made on me was much more worse. This depends on the interpretation of the referee and I think he was too harsh. It's tough now to call home and hear your son crying.
"Robben kept playing up. If I meant to hurt him, he would have left the pitch. I have enough strength to break his leg.
"Every time he was touched he would jump and roll over on the floor. I just wanted to get the ball and start our counter-attack."
The Juventus player continued: "It's tough to believe that a group like this will not win the coveted title. Maybe this was the most united group that the Selecao has ever had. Everyone was focused on working with a lot of commitment.
"We had the opportunity in the first half to score two or three goals. I apologise to the Brazilian fans for the elimination. We wanted to be crowned champions. It was maybe the toughest year of my career, because at Juventus we did not reach our goals either."
In his post-match comments, Real Madrid star Kaka broadly echoed Melo's thoughts about the sadness in Brazil's camp.
"We are feeling this defeat very much," he said. "Nobody is feeling it more than the players. The World Cup is like that: great expectations are created.
"Now we have four years for another Cup. I don't know what will happen then, I don't know if I will be in another World Cup. I fought hard to be in this World Cup and I know that this has not been acknowledged.
"I wanted more and I wanted to fight for the sixth title. Several times, I thought I was not going to be in the World Cup because of my injury. But my team-mates gave me the strength and support to be here.
"I have a strong connection with the Selecao. This is by far my saddest moment in the Selecao. Four years from now is too far to start planning. This is a moment to reflect on things in my life and my career.
"I know the pain that the fans are feeling."
Monday, 21 September 2009
Super Sept Sun 20 ' 09 = An unforgettable tale to tell
Der livd a Jack ,, Jack was sad ,, de world rolled on ,,one day earth turned upside down and Jill was hanging upside down ...a stupid joke bear wid me ...hehe ..
To start wid as usual.. life was slow and steady...rolling on and ... I was slowly coming of age and convincing myself dat Fidy had passed on and I was gtg myself adapted to a new rigid parent called Colt [City of London Telecom].
Colt as known is a purely technical firm with presence in more than 18 European countries ,dey put you into rigurous trainings , meetings , presentations , pissed off bosses and squeeze out your blood in return for the value of money de pay u ...
I was already thinkin of quittin before i hit de board even thu i knew Colt would defintely provide me stepping stone for a good fortune in future for a stable life.
But at de back of my mind I always had the ill feeing ,
Oi..Jerry did u forgot to live ur own life or hv u grown old enu to rock..
Wher's my life ? and why ur not living it de way u want'd it ? :)
It was one such gloomy Sept Friday 18th '09 night when old ppls say , guyzz !! "Chill ! Chill Chill! and expect de unexpected miracles " as all de devils have gone 2 sleep ... Hehe..,
A long time unconvinced bud , reason of many a reasons and broken strings , a pie with a cute finally decided 2 spell a surprise :)
De Day, Sept Sun 20th 2009, a night which Im sure, I may not forget .
It was a warm delightful gesture and a nice one , decided to meet up ,although v knew, dat many a chemistries for a tale are missin.....!
I did try to cheer and open up , ease out and build a connection in dat allocated bit of short l'il time .,she lukd a lil uncomfortable.. as if she had an error and dis all wasn't required... hmmm.
For the first time i realized Jerry hd indeed lost de charm and spark left in him to ignite any fire and was mighty convinced dis cud b his first and last ! hehe
I took it seriously as a date but realized later was underprepared to meet the expectations ..Pity on u silly dude , my god my chicken god ! hehe
I wud have wished writing here more and more and more as it was one of my tagged spl ones but sorry and exchuse me ! Dis Blog is enuf and done 4nuw and i hv startd feelin its a breach of my privacy and unprecedented invasion into my pers life :) And also Jerry is still nt kind enuf to share his personal experiences wid anyun yet but he vil continue to experiment to live his adventurous dream and give it a go !
Lastly ! to end it , I would strictly apologies for all the above emotions and temptations created here ...Ehew ! as All de above mentioned script were just a crazy fiction of imaginations..and hv no coincidence to any real life living ones...hmm...... So gtg back to Reality ..hmm Do pump in hard and nice curses and all go to sleep,, hahaha ........bye tc..!!!
To start wid as usual.. life was slow and steady...rolling on and ... I was slowly coming of age and convincing myself dat Fidy had passed on and I was gtg myself adapted to a new rigid parent called Colt [City of London Telecom].
Colt as known is a purely technical firm with presence in more than 18 European countries ,dey put you into rigurous trainings , meetings , presentations , pissed off bosses and squeeze out your blood in return for the value of money de pay u ...
I was already thinkin of quittin before i hit de board even thu i knew Colt would defintely provide me stepping stone for a good fortune in future for a stable life.
But at de back of my mind I always had the ill feeing ,
Oi..Jerry did u forgot to live ur own life or hv u grown old enu to rock..
Wher's my life ? and why ur not living it de way u want'd it ? :)
It was one such gloomy Sept Friday 18th '09 night when old ppls say , guyzz !! "Chill ! Chill Chill! and expect de unexpected miracles " as all de devils have gone 2 sleep ... Hehe..,
A long time unconvinced bud , reason of many a reasons and broken strings , a pie with a cute finally decided 2 spell a surprise :)
De Day, Sept Sun 20th 2009, a night which Im sure, I may not forget .
It was a warm delightful gesture and a nice one , decided to meet up ,although v knew, dat many a chemistries for a tale are missin.....!
I did try to cheer and open up , ease out and build a connection in dat allocated bit of short l'il time .,she lukd a lil uncomfortable.. as if she had an error and dis all wasn't required... hmmm.
For the first time i realized Jerry hd indeed lost de charm and spark left in him to ignite any fire and was mighty convinced dis cud b his first and last ! hehe
I took it seriously as a date but realized later was underprepared to meet the expectations ..Pity on u silly dude , my god my chicken god ! hehe
I wud have wished writing here more and more and more as it was one of my tagged spl ones but sorry and exchuse me ! Dis Blog is enuf and done 4nuw and i hv startd feelin its a breach of my privacy and unprecedented invasion into my pers life :) And also Jerry is still nt kind enuf to share his personal experiences wid anyun yet but he vil continue to experiment to live his adventurous dream and give it a go !
Lastly ! to end it , I would strictly apologies for all the above emotions and temptations created here ...Ehew ! as All de above mentioned script were just a crazy fiction of imaginations..and hv no coincidence to any real life living ones...hmm...... So gtg back to Reality ..hmm Do pump in hard and nice curses and all go to sleep,, hahaha ........bye tc..!!!
Sunday, 26 April 2009
The War for Supremacy has been declared
Win, or be Right?
Published as "Lose the Battle to Win the War" in Corporate Dossier, Economic Times, 22 August 2008.
A learned sage was in the middle of a very narrow bridge when he saw a powerful king approaching from the other side.
"Please turn around," said the sage, "So that I may pass."
"No, you turn around," thundered the king, "So that I may pass."
"But I stepped on the bridge first."
"Yes, but I can push you back."
"That's not fair. Know that I am a teacher, a priest and the most respected philosopher in the land. Hence, I must be given the first right of passage." Argued the sage
The king sneered, " I built the school you teach. I pay for the rituals you perform. Without me as patron, you would not be able to indulge in philosophy. So you must give me the first right of passage."
So the arguments continued, each one refusing to give way to the other, each one justifying why the other should turn back. Finally, the king raised his whip and struck the sage. Furious, the sage cursed the king,
"You have behaved like a demon, and so may you turn into one."
Instantly, the king turned into a demon ? a man-eating demon. He pounced on the sage, opened his mouth wide and ate him whole.
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What mattered more ? crossing the bridge or crossing the bridge first? Clearly the latter, for the sage. That is why, instead of simply turning back to make way for the bully king, he demanded first right of passage.
The demand turned to insistence on moral, ethical and legal grounds. But what happened finally? The sage did not win the argument; he did not even get to cross the bridge; in the end, he was reduced to cannibal-fodder.
Sometimes in our obsession to be right, we lose sight of the goal and lose the game. What would have happened if he had allowed the king to pass? He would have been on the other side, alive, albeit a little late and with a dented ego. Would that have been so terrible? Though learned, sage was not wise enough to realize, in the long run, being right does not matter; winning does.
We often fall into the trap of ewanting to be rightf. Righteous indignation is a self-indulgent path, one that often distracts us from our destination.
Sometimes, when one finds oneself on a narrow bridge with an opponent on the other side, it helps to ask what matters more ? getting the other to turn around or getting oneself across the bridge.
Does this mean to win one must never try to be right? No, it does not mean that. Winning is one thing, being right is another thing. We must not confuse issues. It is possible with be win and be right. But when the choice is between winning and being right, one needs to choose wisely. More often than not, we prefer being right because it pampers the ego in the short-term. In the long-term, however, winning yields better results.
Dats what it seems happening on my professional career growth ... I had sense a lot of roadblocks from within the team whu r vry cunning enuf , by hook or crook ,trying to wage a war and trying to race ahead of me...
Its enuf and enuf ... , Its time for me to act wise and let not others decide my destiny
..If i can reach up here , i better knuw huw to reach the top....
Let it be a warning to all whu underestimate or play smart wid me..
ppl will respect u on the respect and attention u give dem ,,
i do knuw emotions and feelings are no part of offical life..so lets move ahead purely on the basis of ur talents and not ass-licking ur bosses
Do you wanna play de hard way ..! den letz compete and race , but do seek the moral from the above story.
i knw dis is a mean f****ing world... im knwn for comebacks and i luv winning , its gonna hit u hard ......... Dont mess ! Me a sportsperson at the end of the day !
Cheers and have a Nice Day ! :)
Published as "Lose the Battle to Win the War" in Corporate Dossier, Economic Times, 22 August 2008.
A learned sage was in the middle of a very narrow bridge when he saw a powerful king approaching from the other side.
"Please turn around," said the sage, "So that I may pass."
"No, you turn around," thundered the king, "So that I may pass."
"But I stepped on the bridge first."
"Yes, but I can push you back."
"That's not fair. Know that I am a teacher, a priest and the most respected philosopher in the land. Hence, I must be given the first right of passage." Argued the sage
The king sneered, " I built the school you teach. I pay for the rituals you perform. Without me as patron, you would not be able to indulge in philosophy. So you must give me the first right of passage."
So the arguments continued, each one refusing to give way to the other, each one justifying why the other should turn back. Finally, the king raised his whip and struck the sage. Furious, the sage cursed the king,
"You have behaved like a demon, and so may you turn into one."
Instantly, the king turned into a demon ? a man-eating demon. He pounced on the sage, opened his mouth wide and ate him whole.
***********************************************************************
What mattered more ? crossing the bridge or crossing the bridge first? Clearly the latter, for the sage. That is why, instead of simply turning back to make way for the bully king, he demanded first right of passage.
The demand turned to insistence on moral, ethical and legal grounds. But what happened finally? The sage did not win the argument; he did not even get to cross the bridge; in the end, he was reduced to cannibal-fodder.
Sometimes in our obsession to be right, we lose sight of the goal and lose the game. What would have happened if he had allowed the king to pass? He would have been on the other side, alive, albeit a little late and with a dented ego. Would that have been so terrible? Though learned, sage was not wise enough to realize, in the long run, being right does not matter; winning does.
We often fall into the trap of ewanting to be rightf. Righteous indignation is a self-indulgent path, one that often distracts us from our destination.
Sometimes, when one finds oneself on a narrow bridge with an opponent on the other side, it helps to ask what matters more ? getting the other to turn around or getting oneself across the bridge.
Does this mean to win one must never try to be right? No, it does not mean that. Winning is one thing, being right is another thing. We must not confuse issues. It is possible with be win and be right. But when the choice is between winning and being right, one needs to choose wisely. More often than not, we prefer being right because it pampers the ego in the short-term. In the long-term, however, winning yields better results.
Dats what it seems happening on my professional career growth ... I had sense a lot of roadblocks from within the team whu r vry cunning enuf , by hook or crook ,trying to wage a war and trying to race ahead of me...
Its enuf and enuf ... , Its time for me to act wise and let not others decide my destiny
..If i can reach up here , i better knuw huw to reach the top....
Let it be a warning to all whu underestimate or play smart wid me..
ppl will respect u on the respect and attention u give dem ,,
i do knuw emotions and feelings are no part of offical life..so lets move ahead purely on the basis of ur talents and not ass-licking ur bosses
Do you wanna play de hard way ..! den letz compete and race , but do seek the moral from the above story.
i knw dis is a mean f****ing world... im knwn for comebacks and i luv winning , its gonna hit u hard ......... Dont mess ! Me a sportsperson at the end of the day !
Cheers and have a Nice Day ! :)
Saturday, 7 June 2008
Fidy an amazing exp ,Sorry and Emoted biddin her bye
It was Year 2006..
Fidelity.. Fidelity is de one world i nvr wish 2 forgot and wish to live it again in my olden dayz..., Nvr knew huw it cud b whn i woke up one day in usual busy Mum life , still struggling to hold grounds wid loads of happy committments on a single head.. :)
Moments later ,even the Sun has took time to shine ,i was attending a regular usual tele interview wid one of the well-known person in dis corporate world at dat time..for a firm cald Fidy... Fidy was obviously new to me as to all Mumbaikars.
Destiny it says.. i was thru guyzz and sheer shell shocked wid de package dey offered ,, , askin me to immed relocate to bgl ,,
I can sense the joy my parents havin been goin thru :)
Bgl a entirely new city ., said to b de party capital of India....De money factor did it all , and in a months time i was hooked as one of de honorable member into a huge fidy family .. hehe
dis is where i learnt wht it means to be called an MNC corporate world... luvd it , the flavours, de style , de infrastructure , de fun Events, Corp guest Parties , Pub Parties ,
Business parties all , de Cafetaria , everythin buddy ...... sinked in sinked in and sinked in until I realized im getting myself into a comfort zone giving way to lazy bee.
Alll joy ,fun and parties was turning Jerry a dullish lazy boy :)
I had made many a many friends here ..sum acted genius and sum a sheer dumbo...all in all had a story to tell...
Proud to say Dude ..if im wrong , ppl still recognised me here in Fidy as one of the best soccer player , i shined in all Inter Corp Futsols tourneys, won lotta hearts and many a tough tournaments.
Ders whr im happy dat I fulfilled my childhood dream playing futsol in any big leagues looked acheived. I looked at myself wid head high and was delighted.
Eehw ! a here lies a lil secretive and embarassing topic to disclose and admit , For de first time, i fell in for a pretty Cutie which stuck my inner strings likka a thunder storm bolting me tight into uncontrollable emotions and leavin a huge impact which I think will never gonna erase my Randon Access Memory for life , a long tale for a novel to write :)
Guyzz ders a lotta story , i wud like to share here ,,,but the space and time seems insufficient.
Never easy to say i wasn't emoted whn I bid Fidy a Farewell kiss Gudboi last Sept 2009 after a long 2 and half years with many a happy memories to cherish and pics to show my grandchildren's... hmm
Fidelity.. Fidelity is de one world i nvr wish 2 forgot and wish to live it again in my olden dayz..., Nvr knew huw it cud b whn i woke up one day in usual busy Mum life , still struggling to hold grounds wid loads of happy committments on a single head.. :)
Moments later ,even the Sun has took time to shine ,i was attending a regular usual tele interview wid one of the well-known person in dis corporate world at dat time..for a firm cald Fidy... Fidy was obviously new to me as to all Mumbaikars.
Destiny it says.. i was thru guyzz and sheer shell shocked wid de package dey offered ,, , askin me to immed relocate to bgl ,,
I can sense the joy my parents havin been goin thru :)
Bgl a entirely new city ., said to b de party capital of India....De money factor did it all , and in a months time i was hooked as one of de honorable member into a huge fidy family .. hehe
dis is where i learnt wht it means to be called an MNC corporate world... luvd it , the flavours, de style , de infrastructure , de fun Events, Corp guest Parties , Pub Parties ,
Business parties all , de Cafetaria , everythin buddy ...... sinked in sinked in and sinked in until I realized im getting myself into a comfort zone giving way to lazy bee.
Alll joy ,fun and parties was turning Jerry a dullish lazy boy :)
I had made many a many friends here ..sum acted genius and sum a sheer dumbo...all in all had a story to tell...
Proud to say Dude ..if im wrong , ppl still recognised me here in Fidy as one of the best soccer player , i shined in all Inter Corp Futsols tourneys, won lotta hearts and many a tough tournaments.
Ders whr im happy dat I fulfilled my childhood dream playing futsol in any big leagues looked acheived. I looked at myself wid head high and was delighted.
Eehw ! a here lies a lil secretive and embarassing topic to disclose and admit , For de first time, i fell in for a pretty Cutie which stuck my inner strings likka a thunder storm bolting me tight into uncontrollable emotions and leavin a huge impact which I think will never gonna erase my Randon Access Memory for life , a long tale for a novel to write :)
Guyzz ders a lotta story , i wud like to share here ,,,but the space and time seems insufficient.
Never easy to say i wasn't emoted whn I bid Fidy a Farewell kiss Gudboi last Sept 2009 after a long 2 and half years with many a happy memories to cherish and pics to show my grandchildren's... hmm
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
Dreamed its Heathcliff's Catherine but was not to be
The concept that almost every dude dreams on (incorrect to say in this new era) is tht the same passionate luv Catherine and Heathcliff had, to be true and reflecting in his life as well often to the conclusion that it may emerge up on a romantic happy note and continue ever ever and ever ..
but the passion ,craze and resonate misunderstood romantic feeling which entered his soul like a storm,soon developed into big tide which began from one side on one day with first blink of the eye, wid otherwise an unknown charismatic sweet word "Cutes" , which HE thght was his PARADISE.
was difficult to digest and hit him hard wit all carnal inclinations... .... when slowly he realized was never to be his when the answer was a Big refusing "NULL" and is sumun's else .....
Heathcliff hopes never faded ,he kept chasing her , trying to win her , wid all probalities ,gifts/cards ,everhelpful Tom/Jerry , never realising whats the hellll is newayzz going on here.....!!!
He is sumtimes enraged whn challengd "No guts" ,dirty annoyed whn cald a physco,confused wid emotions mixed wid giggles and niggles, as if he has nothing in life to achieve apart from this dream girl.....Wt a F*** ??
Seems thr was no un to advise him ,,'O pal, thr are still enu many a virgin mermaids in the occeans... Hmmm'He desperately consoles him in his own dreams ,wakes up in the middle of the night and breaks down many a times....
otherwise a tough guy wit a rock attitude has fail'd within and dig'd into a wrong perception..
His belief in himself is lost, he tries a million things to get going again,lil shattered , silently prays ......for this virtuality fake feel to be real.
He keeps tryin tough willing to be fresh the next dawn before the dew crops up..
but sumhow the ghost returns again at night ......and monkey feeling is again behind his back
The hostility widens ,inevitably short of ideas and the feeling of uneasiness creeps in , Heathcliff so correct as his name is ashamed and embarassed for the first time in his life ,
is in the middle of a cliff knowing not whether to climb up or jump down or vanish into an epic exile... when sooner or later another heartbreaking atom is goona explode ..........She'z gonna be soon seen wit a ring next door...............
Can't Dreams b true,can't history be reversed or Is Heathcliff a bit batcrap crazy ......MOVE ON ON ON ....Cumon ???
to to be never contd..............
Friday, 17 August 2007
One such Embarrassments escap'd by a whisker
OOOOF........... just dont ask me wt's its all abt ??
Winning is a wonderful habit and fun
As usual i believe in winning and just hate losing...... tht doesnt means i never lost..
Loosing any battle ,evn lik a true warrior is another grave feelin ....
Be it a hard fought sport or damn normal life sucks sumtimes .
Its of a story wt happn'd one day at my workplace....yep at F'dty..
I rarely do loose TT games here .....whtr its play'd seriously or for just fun...
I was enjoyin my wins,poking fun and passing annoyin comments at one of my pal ...
whu was lossin games on a trot like a crumbling wall
as if I was enjoying all wins nd he was enjoyin lossin 2 me ... haha
4 me winning was an attitute and a horny feelin
He was gtg pissed off and irritat'd wit my ever annoying ethics...
His face red wit tomotoes and pumpkins....
Whu knew tht time thrs' gonna b change of mood soon .. ?
A Stud styled ,decent lukin not-so-tomboy type gal enters the warfront , into the playing corridor with a sexy lukin jeans and TT bat.
All was aaaaw wid first thght glooming she was wit sum other friend to strike some carrom coins and hv fun.
But one can see the stern stubborn lukin stare of hers staring at us givin the impression
she was thr to prove us all wrong
soon the atmosphere changes , scene brightens ,
She sits quitely on un side of a chair,seriously staring at our funs as if she wanna prove sumthin,deftly feelin pity on tht pure dude .,
I can see the "I wanna 2 teach u leason" attitude in her and support for my friend
Moments later she glued into my wide spread eyes once, twice ,nears askin me can i have a game wit u ,
Dude thts a gutsy style Jerry likd it , Jerry thgt 4 a while "Isnt tht an open challenge from an opp gender "
matter of pride peeps in , meantime all gather'd thr were performing like topseeds as if its the game of their life .., haha
Gladly,Anguish...shly but obviously excited .. I respects her guts and acknowledges
lets havva a fun wit a singles showdown
I replied with a more ego tone '' lets play , buddy ..... but do girls play TT (table tennis) .
By the time other dude has already bk'd off ,awating wts gonna cum up next.... ??
First ball she serv'd , wit lot of intensity ,it swirls arund my half and spuns viciously ... second ball stops and spuns .. Ooops .. Awesome , felt like im playin against sum women champion ..
Next she smashes it hard and it hits my masculine chest lika bullet and as if its gonna pierce deep....
I tri'd to hold my breath,for a moment i thght whtr she's godsend , a battle of men/femin.....ooops....
Dudes arun me luk'd wit a cheeky mischievous smile ... nd ws enjoyin a revenge feeling from inside ,
expectin me 2 lose and to break out the newz to the world and 2 all my colleagues ,,,,
tht history is gonna be creat'd here soon ,
maybe Jerry is on the verge of losin his ego winnin attitude evn before the game has start'd ...haha
He was deftly rt by sum means I was trailin behind by sum gud odd 9 points against a opposite gender , I was lured watchin the beauty of her game tht
in no time the Score line read (2-9) in favour of her....... Oops
another 11 points dn the line
truly history was to be made here ....
Jerry had to wake up , pride factor and shame of losin to a gurl knock'd my brain twice ..
Wt next ....i had 2 match'd her prowress , slowly nd stead'ly claw'd bk , closed dn her wonderful smashes ,
deflty a serious contender for best women player in this era , appreciated her for her returns , made her fell into my trap of mind games,, nd play'd my best game ,fought bk ,
full of concentration as if this is your game of life ....
and hehe deflty a matter of pride ,
AAW scoreline nuw reads (16-15) in favour of me ......ooops ... lil tired
Gud come back Jerry,,nd well done , i kept encouraging myself
Still the game was only half wun, i can notice myself sweatin... hehe
Nuw the mood a lotta better in my camp nuw
Delightfully and much to my and my eagerly waitin pal's surprise ,the end result was
as it shud be ,,,, Jerry has wun it (20-18) ,
Men has scor'd again on female ..
She wish'd me " Good game ,,, buddy" , lets play un more "
Immediately I return'd the honours "Have u been coach'd or do play sumwhr since u gotta good game , ur forehand/backhand smashes are terrific , well play'd to u as well "
I can see the eagerness in her eyes to avenge tht sprit'd loss temptin me to accept the challenge for one more game
This time Jerry was in no mercy mood, put her under lots of pressure ,aggressive and beat her soundly (20-12)
She was mum , introd'd herself , congratulat'd me and left the battlefield,wit a mind lets play this silly ball game sum othr day buddy ,wit a new vigour ... i can sense her lip talks ,,, hehe
I luk'd 4 my friend,he nowwhere to be f'nd, he's was absonding .. haha
Feeling of gng 2 get crush'd makes you more eager to win.
Truly I beleived my confidence and proud of myself .. I shuddabe,,,sine i hv wunit,
evn though this game of silly ball was play'd agnst a gurl
deflty a serious case ,
escaped a badaaaaaaaaa (huge) embarrassements ....................................... guyzzzz
Winning is a wonderful habit and fun
As usual i believe in winning and just hate losing...... tht doesnt means i never lost..
Loosing any battle ,evn lik a true warrior is another grave feelin ....
Be it a hard fought sport or damn normal life sucks sumtimes .
Its of a story wt happn'd one day at my workplace....yep at F'dty..
I rarely do loose TT games here .....whtr its play'd seriously or for just fun...
I was enjoyin my wins,poking fun and passing annoyin comments at one of my pal ...
whu was lossin games on a trot like a crumbling wall
as if I was enjoying all wins nd he was enjoyin lossin 2 me ... haha
4 me winning was an attitute and a horny feelin
He was gtg pissed off and irritat'd wit my ever annoying ethics...
His face red wit tomotoes and pumpkins....
Whu knew tht time thrs' gonna b change of mood soon .. ?
A Stud styled ,decent lukin not-so-tomboy type gal enters the warfront , into the playing corridor with a sexy lukin jeans and TT bat.
All was aaaaw wid first thght glooming she was wit sum other friend to strike some carrom coins and hv fun.
But one can see the stern stubborn lukin stare of hers staring at us givin the impression
she was thr to prove us all wrong
soon the atmosphere changes , scene brightens ,
She sits quitely on un side of a chair,seriously staring at our funs as if she wanna prove sumthin,deftly feelin pity on tht pure dude .,
I can see the "I wanna 2 teach u leason" attitude in her and support for my friend
Moments later she glued into my wide spread eyes once, twice ,nears askin me can i have a game wit u ,
Dude thts a gutsy style Jerry likd it , Jerry thgt 4 a while "Isnt tht an open challenge from an opp gender "
matter of pride peeps in , meantime all gather'd thr were performing like topseeds as if its the game of their life .., haha
Gladly,Anguish...shly but obviously excited .. I respects her guts and acknowledges
lets havva a fun wit a singles showdown
I replied with a more ego tone '' lets play , buddy ..... but do girls play TT (table tennis) .
By the time other dude has already bk'd off ,awating wts gonna cum up next.... ??
First ball she serv'd , wit lot of intensity ,it swirls arund my half and spuns viciously ... second ball stops and spuns .. Ooops .. Awesome , felt like im playin against sum women champion ..
Next she smashes it hard and it hits my masculine chest lika bullet and as if its gonna pierce deep....
I tri'd to hold my breath,for a moment i thght whtr she's godsend , a battle of men/femin.....ooops....
Dudes arun me luk'd wit a cheeky mischievous smile ... nd ws enjoyin a revenge feeling from inside ,
expectin me 2 lose and to break out the newz to the world and 2 all my colleagues ,,,,
tht history is gonna be creat'd here soon ,
maybe Jerry is on the verge of losin his ego winnin attitude evn before the game has start'd ...haha
He was deftly rt by sum means I was trailin behind by sum gud odd 9 points against a opposite gender , I was lured watchin the beauty of her game tht
in no time the Score line read (2-9) in favour of her....... Oops
another 11 points dn the line
truly history was to be made here ....
Jerry had to wake up , pride factor and shame of losin to a gurl knock'd my brain twice ..
I wait'd 4 my chances,,,slowly i start'd playin mind games ,studied her game in no time,slow'd dn the game,,studied her weakness , her serve ,,,,
Wt next ....i had 2 match'd her prowress , slowly nd stead'ly claw'd bk , closed dn her wonderful smashes ,
deflty a serious contender for best women player in this era , appreciated her for her returns , made her fell into my trap of mind games,, nd play'd my best game ,fought bk ,
full of concentration as if this is your game of life ....
and hehe deflty a matter of pride ,
AAW scoreline nuw reads (16-15) in favour of me ......ooops ... lil tired
Gud come back Jerry,,nd well done , i kept encouraging myself
Still the game was only half wun, i can notice myself sweatin... hehe
Nuw the mood a lotta better in my camp nuw
Delightfully and much to my and my eagerly waitin pal's surprise ,the end result was
as it shud be ,,,, Jerry has wun it (20-18) ,
Men has scor'd again on female ..
She wish'd me " Good game ,,, buddy" , lets play un more "
Immediately I return'd the honours "Have u been coach'd or do play sumwhr since u gotta good game , ur forehand/backhand smashes are terrific , well play'd to u as well "
I can see the eagerness in her eyes to avenge tht sprit'd loss temptin me to accept the challenge for one more game
This time Jerry was in no mercy mood, put her under lots of pressure ,aggressive and beat her soundly (20-12)
She was mum , introd'd herself , congratulat'd me and left the battlefield,wit a mind lets play this silly ball game sum othr day buddy ,wit a new vigour ... i can sense her lip talks ,,, hehe
I luk'd 4 my friend,he nowwhere to be f'nd, he's was absonding .. haha
Feeling of gng 2 get crush'd makes you more eager to win.
Truly I beleived my confidence and proud of myself .. I shuddabe,,,sine i hv wunit,
evn though this game of silly ball was play'd agnst a gurl
deflty a serious case ,
escaped a badaaaaaaaaa (huge) embarrassements ....................................... guyzzzz
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