Underdog – #ATOZCHALLENGE


​Field was set, every player was in position, here come the opening best man and it’s me(yeahhh me me me), both of the team player cheering me, even that shepherd with a single Buffalo and other spectator (people who don’t get to play turn out to be spectator cum coach cum commentators). I was walking towards my place, wielding my bat like a two face sword, jumping in confidence. I stand there and look at the fielding position (like I was going to hit six on first ball).

Here comes the bowler, taking short run and throwing the ball at speed of 100km per hour, it was tennis ball so it feels like 150, I was watching the ball, it lands on the middle of the pitch, I straighten my back and ready to hit it out of the ground and……

Oh shit, it landed on my face, right between the eye and on the nose, breaking my glasses and nose too. And it was pin dropped silence in the ground, they are thinking the same what I was thinking, what will my dad say?

You see I was not worried about pain or blood, I was worried about the glasses, what I will tell at home? If I told them I was hit by ball then my father would have beat the shit out of that person, that’s why that 6 foot tall guy was shivering.

It was tragic in so many ways, I was just 10 when I started playing there, and I was youngest, other boys were like married with two kids or 10 year older than me, I was bywiki for 2 years, mean standing behind wicket keeper and collecting the ball when he was chewing tobacco or being lazy. Then at the boundary, I was running back and forth. Finally, after 3.5 year I was giving opportunity to open for my team, otherwise they will played us for 4 balls with underarm bowling.

We have a big ground, it was a place where all the farmer gather their corps so British collector came and dived it by 70-30. Now it’s just a play ground, some time in middle of the game, the herd of cows and Buffalo came running so we sit, we used to call it Amul milk ad. After their departure we collect the dung and clean the pitch and start the game.

I was really good at cricket, despite being fat, spinning ball like Shane Warne, hitting huge sizes like shehwag. Even when I was 5 year old, my brother and his friends couldn’t get me out (and if they do I cheat and play again).

Last time I play in the big ground was in 12th STD, I was not so popular back then, but when I started batting, every one cheer for me. Now and then I play gali cricket but I like the big ground.

Yesterday was Sachin Tendulkar’s birthday, the legend whom we camper to God.it’s my tribute to him, cause every boy always feel the same once in his life like Sachin did every time.cause every champion was once an underdog who refused to give up.(I actually never opened again but it’s a good moral of the story right?)

The Dark Knight – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Atmosphere was intense, two boys sitting opposite of each other staring down on the chess board. It was qualifying match, 1 spot, two boys.

The board is almost empty, one has only a king and other one has pawn and rock, it’s look like easy win for him.

Not so fast boy.

Yes as you imagine, it was me with the only piece, a king. My king was running for his life, every other move was check and possibly mate.

Now if you don’t know what is chess, it’s ok, read it for amusement and gain little knowledge of game of wit.

So I was stuck and he was cornering me. And at one move, I was surrounded, no where to move. Now there is rule in chess, if the opposite player’s king have no where to move then it’s a draw. And its good news for me cause I was 0.5 point ahead of him. I jump and cheer and he was still looking at board, surprised, how his luck cheated him.

And then I was unstoppable, our team came second in tournament, we went to other city and win. I change my collage, and started chess club. Girls came to me and ask me to teach them.

I was in jamngar and I didn’t tell anyone that I knew chess that much. One boy came to me and say, let me teach you how to play chess, I demolished him in back-to-back game and then told him how much I know.

Then I lead my team to another tournament, I lost in semifinals, it was so stupid, I never played after that.

When I was little, I played chess with my brother and father, they let me win sometimes, later my brother played his best game and after end of his vacation it was 50-2, I lost 50 game and win only two. But I was persistence. After many years when I win against my brother, he told me. You defeat your brother, now you know how to play chess, and it was the only reason I played chess, just for one compliment from my brother.

So it’s ok to loss thousands time, it’s ok to loss ten thousand more. Because one day you know every move you don’t need to play to win.

​Stupendous, superlative, secretive home – #ATOZCHALLENGE

You must have seen in movies, old house, lots of room, secret passage, secret doors. What if I tell you, I had lived in one for 15 years of my life.

As I told you before, first 15 years of my life I spend at my village near gir forest and my home was biggest and tallest of all.my grandmother used to say, people from around 7 villages can see our house.

It’s 3 storey building, and total of 15 rooms, 6 rooms are so big that my class room were smaller than that. The main door was around 10 fit tall and same width. It was made of wood and very heavy with lots of carving.

Look alot like this but square

That house was around 100 year old, most of made out like regular houses but wood was used in exceptional way. And it was made in old Victorian English style. There was two very big and old swings in the house. Made out of heavy wood and look like park bench. The chain that hold that swing was in brass and it was not a single chain, but pieces of chain so that you can assemble it.

Almost the same

The second floor had only one room, but it was big with lots of windows and a balcony. There was life-size statue of Radha Krishna craved on the outside of one wall.

We have little garden and little swing in the middle of it and then there is old house.it was once used for people who later lived in the big house, then as stable for horses and cow. Don’t think it as small house, it was bigger than most of 2 BHK flats now days. And yes we have big coconut tree in that garden which never produced any coconut.

After that, there was big step well inside our house, abandoned now, surrounded by tall grass and two bathrooms and toilet and one place for washing clothes. There was a time when whole village came to that step well for water. And there was another big door, actually it was back door. And it was giant made out of wood.

Square one, not round.

Another special things about the house was, we have secret passage under the house, I have been told that many years ago, bandit regularly came and kill people, so they made a little room and underneath there was passage joined by another big house. And we have so many cupboards, it was wood. And they have secret compartment. I had found many of them but still there are many yet to discover.

Lots of hurricanes and earthquake passed but it’s still standing, little damage but still amazing. I am so frustrated when I wanted to write about my house cause I don’t have any pictures of it. But you just have to trust me on it.

They say people built house, but I would say that house has built me. Rocks are solid but can be broken easily, wood is dependable. That’s why we have a big wooden beam to support the whole house. Be the wood, get chopped down but still stronger.

Remember the cobra – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Cobra, mean the snake. The bad ass of all snakes in India, most dangerous and poisonous of all here. And I miss it. Crazy right? Let me elaborate.
As I told you before, we lived near gir forest, and snake just love to visit us often. From my early days of childhood, one thing I remember the most is snake.

In the house, in garden, on tree, in little holes in ground, everywhere. My mom used to think there must be a connection between me and those snake cause most of the time, I spot them first.

Now, I am very curious person, if I see anything suspicious, I go and check it by my self, so there is numbers of time I had touch the snake, and when it moves, without panicking, I move little backwards, go to mom and tell her. 
Somehow, I love watching them. I forgot to include them in my nightmares post, but I did have nightmares about snake, like snakes everywhere and normal people would be freak out, but I enjoyed that dream.

People who died because of snake bite, 90% of time it’s their fault, snake is very shy thing. But if you disturb them, well you know what happens.
There was a time in monsoon, when I pick something up in garden, like my school bag and I see dozens of little snake sleeping under it, so I just take it slowly, collect them and on newspaper and release them outside, I was probably 10 or 11.

The last encounter I had with snake was 3 years ago, I was walking back to home, at around 12 midnight, and my colleague was with me, and suddenly he stopped me and flash light the path, there was little snake on the road, if he hadn’t stop me, I maybe footed on it and get bitten, funny thing is, on the same night earlier, I had seen a big fat long snake, probably 6 to 7 feet long.

I am not stupidly brave but I am just lucky, that after touching so many snakes I am still alive, don’t you ever do that. If you find it at your home then call the snake guy, just don’t kill them. In India, we worship snakes, but people just need to get their frustration out and that poor little snake caught in middle of it. Don’t ever kill them.

It reminds me of a song, that song in my way will be like, I am here without you snakey, but we are still together in my dreams.

I caught this one many years ago in my home, later i release it

Quitting while you ahead – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Yes another movie quote, I told you I love watching movie. But this one in particular, is different.

Quitting while you’re ahead is not the same as quitting, mean when you are successful and you stop doing it, is not the same as stop doing something at any other phase.

Many times in my life, I quit doing something when I was doing it better than anyone. Like one time, my teacher ask me to be a class monitor, putting the agenda of electing a person by whole class in to the Dustbin. Because I was a good student and I simply decline.

Life has given me so many opportunities, like throwing it on my feet and I just walk away from it, just because I don’t want to be that person. I don’t want to be that person who is just fed-up doing same thing again and again. Until people tired of you.

Always trying something new is my type. In my jobs, in my life, in my writing style. If I keep writing same old romantic story than one day my readers will think, it’s only thing he knows.

Risking, getting new experience, put my self in a bad situation and turn in around. You only got one life, try everything. Fail in everything. You don’t need to be expert in a single subject.

So my friend, life is big banyan tree. You have thousands of branches and thousands more roots. Don’t just grow in a single way.

Pinakin, remember my name – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Pinakin, its name of the person who is writing this post. Now you must be thinking why he is writing a blog post on his name. Because my friend, every name has a story to tell.


The origin.

When I was born, it was my grandmother who insisted to name me, so she chose the name Pinakin. Actually she thought of naming me “pinakpani” but thank god, she didn’t.

The definition.

The original name “pinakpani” mean one who hold bow name Pinak, it’s actually one of many names of lord shiva, the same bow lord Rama broke in order to marry sitaji. Yes lots of ancient history in it.


Pronunciation

I have been suffering my whole life with it, people find this name amusing but don’t know how to say it, so after many years one of my friend told me, hey your name is like that one of star wars guy, Anakin Skywalker. And I was like yes, finally. So you can say it like Anakin with PI. Pee-na-keen like this, yes it’s weird.

Deliberate misinterpretation

Who wants to make fun of me, doesn’t need to go far away and search reason, my name is enough. Making funny name out of it is so easy then finding my mistake. Few of them make it so vulgar that I can’t even share. Now I just don’t care.


Nicknames

My family and my cousin and my aunties and uncles who is closely related call me “pinu” my few friends too. Most of the teacher call me by my surname. My one ex called me pumpkin cause I also look like one and one special friend call me piku, yes like the movie. One interesting fact, my school friend met me after many years, and he ask me, hey you have put wrong name in your Facebook, I say no it’s Pinakin. So he say no your name is pinatin right? For so many years I thought he maybe has problem speaking my name and he thought it was my actual name.

Remember the name.

Why? Because I believe, in my heart, that one day, every one will know my name. I don’t  know how and when I will be famous, but I know I will. So at that time, you will be like one of few who actually know how to say it.

Because the person who said, what’s in a name? He writes his name below

Ordinary with “extra” silent – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Pin dropped silence in hall, just a few Whispers among the students, betting, when he will stammer? When he will stop speaking so we laugh. Maybe half the population assume the same.

That boy came to the stage, he saw every one, his friends and every one else who is just waiting for him to make mistake and then he leaves, conquering the crowd. In his two year in that school it was second time everyone claps for someone in daily prayers where students have to explain a wise qoute.

It was 2006 maybe, that boy was just introduced to internet, that time it was yahoo messenger was like Twitter. So he started to chat with a Thai girl. That girl said, why so many typos? Don’t you know English? He said no, girl said then go and learn English first.

That boy ended up speaking and reading it so good, that he can complete a whole novel, size of 1000+ pages in few hours. He can speak confidently that everyone think he studies his whole life in English medium and be able to write in this atoz challenge.

So moral of the story, don’t judge people from their inception. I was born and study in little school from a little village, in Gujarati medium. I stammer thru my high-school. I am not extraordinary, I am just ordinary person, with little extra silent in the beginning.

Notorious, Noughty, Naive – #ATOZCHALLENGE

I was standing there, eyes at the floor, my father asked, did you break that? I just move my head and say no. He asked again and I say no.

Few days later, my father was shaving and I stand there, 10 feet away, and I said I broke that phone few days ago. He asked why? I said I didn’t want to break at, I just wanted to make it smell good, so I pour whole after shave bottle in it so the person on the other side can also smell it. And my father laughed, later on he told everyone and everybody laugh. How innovative I think and end up breaking things. I was not even 10 year old.

Then I was 6 or 7 year old, my family visited my relatives, there was an uncle, very old, as old as my grandfather. He instantly falls in love with my cuteness. He sits beside me on swing, it was big one, with plate of rice and curd, which was my favorite and let me watch whatever I wanted to watch on TV. It was a horror TV show and one hideous figure came in the screen, I just say, you look like him, thank God he didn’t listen and my mom change the topic.

Actually I thought if you tell people that they look like person on TV, it would be a compliment. But I didn’t know when and whom. We still laugh on that incident.

I was stupid when I was a kid. Like too much innocent and naive. If people asked me anything, I will tell them. They would give me chocolate and ask me about what happening in my family. Those people are also my relatives or neighbors, just nosy.

My few cousins, most of city kids, are cunningly smart, they make fun out of me a lot. Broke things and blame it on me. I was stupid so I can’t out smart them, but I am glad that I was stupid and didn’t loss my innocence.

Cause now, after so many years, when I look back, I am happy that I didn’t hurt anyone, bully anyone, make fun out of people. I was good kid. And I am happy about that. But for the record, fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice and you damn make sure that you find the deepest hole in the ground, because I will find you and I will make you regret it. Cause I am not that kid anymore.

My girl – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Was it sound of wind blowing, touching and kissing the leaf and move away swiftly leaving him dancing around on its own branches or it’s her voice?

Was it smell of the first rain, hitting the ground and making wild love to the soil or it’s her’s ?

Was it the dark clouds, swimming in the blue ocean, shadowing the sun and shining like a dew drop or it’s her hair?

I will never know, you know why? Cause I am deeply, madly, crazily in love with her. Yes my girl is not a fictional character, but rather a beautiful soul who can even make word “beautiful” go and find its superior synonyms.

After two relationship, which is long one and unfortunately with heart breaking ending, only an insane man can think of falling in love again. Trust me when I say, it’s hard to confess my love to her but it was harder to even think about loving her.

But she was wild spirit, an untamed unearthly, unbelievable person, cute as anything you can think of, beautiful beyond my words and I was surprised that she liked me too.

It’s like we both had crush on each other and then I was her best friend (I am still now), and telling her that I love her mean losing her forever, I was in the friend zone.

But I tell her, and she said yes. Not easily though but finally I get the girl I love.

They say nice guy don’t get the girl,

They say once you are in a friend zone you be always in it.

They say sentiment is a chemical defects found on the losing side(Sherlock said that).

But there is always someone who can gravity defying, who say, hey you can fly, you just need to believe in it. And so did I.

Lady in a pandemonium state – #ATOZCHALLENGE

Don’t look bewildered, it’s just some fancy word for being confused. This story based on true event.

I was in the college, and there was a beautiful girl in my class, now I also have girl friend but she was different. She was so fashionable and modern, like she is far ahead of all the surrounding girls.
At first, I also thought she is beautiful but her behavior changed my perception.

She has ego size of the north pole. Always full of her self. Like she didn’t even count us as a human. She always has people around her who praise her like goddess, yes she was spoiled rich.

From deviant art

I don’t like a bit of it. I always try to be normal around her, do not give her much of attention, because that’s what all she needed. If she ever talks to me, I will reply her with same attitude she uses.
At one time, she wasn’t present in the class and our professor was not in a mood to teach us, so she said let’s play truth and dare. She will ask each and every student truth and dare and then so forth.

When it was my turn, she asked, with little mischief, whom do you like the most in girls from this class? I was confused, I look at my ex girlfriend (she wasn’t my girlfriend then) and hesitate, professor got the reason, it was wrong question.

She said OK as a sister, whom do you want as your sister? Without even blinking, I told her name, the girl with ego. Whole class taken aback. He chooses the most beautiful girl as a sister. I know why I did it, so I smile.

From deviant art

After few day on Friendship day, we accidentally bump in each other. She was with all of her friends at that time. She asked me point-blank, why did you choose me as your sister? It was the biggest insult to her from her point of view.

I didn’t say anything, but after she insists, I simply said. OK you don’t want to be sister, then what else you want to be with me? It’s like do you want to be my girlfriend. And she shocked, speechless, everyone around us laughed. She just been become butt of joke.

After that, I got her respect and no ego around me. So moral of the story is if you want teach someone a lesson, take away one thing they seek the most, in her case it was attention towards her beauty, when I made her my sister, she became furious that how can someone refuses to see her beauty and reject to be her friends. I was different.