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01 A Place to Rest for My Head: Football



“Imagine something so elegant, so beautiful and stunning that every time you are at it, you are overwhelmed no matter how many times you have felt it before. A sudden rush of blood through your brain makes you realize how good your life is.  It is so natural to you that you get lost in its aura. You forget everything else. You become one with it. Everything else is so far away. So trivial. And once you are there, you never want to come out of it. You don’t want to end it.... 
That, my friend, is what I call football.”

-      Harshad Dahake


Hello Folks!! My first real post. And what better way to begin it all with, than heaven itself. Oops, I meant FOOTBALL.

How it all began:
Aah, football.. My first love for sure. I still remember my first real encounter with football. It was the FIFA World Cup 2006. That tournament took me with it. From that day, till this day, there has not been a single day I haven't worshiped the game.

Every day:
When I am wearing those studs of mine, the feeling, the anticipation, of getting onto the field; of the first touch on the football; of all the plays I could make, everything just overwhelms the life out of me. The joy of knowing that yes, today I will play again! Just cannot get tired of it.
The world is a much better place to live. You tend to forget everything. You are lost, in happiness.


The touch, The pass (best feeling of my life):
A touch on the football and everything starts racing. Hundreds of ideas flow past me as I contemplate my next move. A run, a call for the ball. Trigger. A second later, the ball is in mid-air, flying towards its intended aim. That instant tells you everything you want to know. It just tells you.

And then the wait. ''Can he get there? Will he...''
GOALLLL!!!!

Bliss.
Utter bliss.
When you know that you created that goal. That is the point of true happiness.

The End:
And when you are done, you sit down to finally give your body that rest it craves for. That is when, the whole of your body aching with the happiness, you are, truly satisfied.


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  1. Anonymous31 July 2014 at 15:44

    Harshad,
    I read your all blog after prompting from Mummy. I was realy impressed with your writing skills and original ideas.
    Keep it up . god bless
    Kaka

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  2. Unknown30 January 2021 at 11:18

    Beautifully written. That too in 2013!! Love for football - 8 years and counting!!
    Regards,
    Pragya

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  3. Radhakishore31 January 2021 at 05:54

    I feel you man!

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