I always do something different after I'm out, and I enjoy this for so many reasons, especially if the alcohol intake is not enough to destroy my awareness. Under the alcoholic era (wrong word?) one thinks a lot, sees into things with a totally different viewpoint, and result: revelation. Today I played foosball, but next time I'd like to solve some cumbersome physics equations rather( you'll get similar delusions if you watch the 'parallel universes' documentary for just but once).
So back to the foosball thing, today it was a game full of total brute shots, with the ball at humanly unpredictable speeds many a times. I was on the defense for my team which consisted of a offender(the term we use informally for the forward here), perhaps more intoxicated than I was(or am), with severe wrist pain as a result of the same. On the opposition was what I would say the pair of best players I have played with on both the spots.
So back to the foosball thing, today it was a game full of total brute shots, with the ball at humanly unpredictable speeds many a times. I was on the defense for my team which consisted of a offender(the term we use informally for the forward here), perhaps more intoxicated than I was(or am), with severe wrist pain as a result of the same. On the opposition was what I would say the pair of best players I have played with on both the spots.
The matches were not to say very enjoyable, and soon afterwards are something I would remember for long. We played six matches and lost five of them, three in neck-to-neck situation and, and two as bitter fruits of easygoing; and learned things which I failed to notice till now, how evident, influential, and obvious they have been, for me, as well as for people around me.
Lesson one, and a brutal fact: People who can't contemplate and can't make a choice between their options, desrve nothing in their lives, and get nothing. They might have an average life, but riding high over the wings of big dreams is not under their mettle. Miracles do happen, but irony is that 'only for the realists'. I remember my friend saying me "Opportunities are never lost Vivek,and if you either fail to notice it or let it go for the fear of failure(ya he was pointing at me), they will be picked up by someone else, and you may regret for it someday, and it might be too late." I always have thought that I got the meaning.
Lesson two, a pragmatic outcome: If you can differentiate between mistakes and no-mistakes, and ensure that you always will follow the later their is no way you are gonna lose at anything, or putting otherwise there is nothing which you can't do. The problem is, though it's humanly possible to do that, it still needs a superhuman effort(or, atleast I felt so). You have to be aware for every second you go through, and if you slack for even a little you are very prone to commit the first one: mistake. I am not being pessimistic. And I hope, from now on I will be targetting for the later of two. Let come the nerves in action.
Lesson three, and the bitterest: If you fail it's totally because of your own mistake, and if you wnated you could have prevented yourself coming out as a loser. However there is no need for one to victimise himself. I have learned much from my failures, because they give me the reason to think about me, my deeds and potentials, each and everytime. And it's nice to fail at times, except when their is no space for it in the course of things you sailing by. Failure gives you the vision to distinguish between the mistake and no-mistake thing, whether it's right or wrong(I am surely not taliking about the moralaspects) becomes irrelevant.
Enough foosball lessons for the day. I need to think over so many things, and have to do so many things...so bye for now.
~ V
Lesson one, and a brutal fact: People who can't contemplate and can't make a choice between their options, desrve nothing in their lives, and get nothing. They might have an average life, but riding high over the wings of big dreams is not under their mettle. Miracles do happen, but irony is that 'only for the realists'. I remember my friend saying me "Opportunities are never lost Vivek,and if you either fail to notice it or let it go for the fear of failure(ya he was pointing at me), they will be picked up by someone else, and you may regret for it someday, and it might be too late." I always have thought that I got the meaning.
Lesson two, a pragmatic outcome: If you can differentiate between mistakes and no-mistakes, and ensure that you always will follow the later their is no way you are gonna lose at anything, or putting otherwise there is nothing which you can't do. The problem is, though it's humanly possible to do that, it still needs a superhuman effort(or, atleast I felt so). You have to be aware for every second you go through, and if you slack for even a little you are very prone to commit the first one: mistake. I am not being pessimistic. And I hope, from now on I will be targetting for the later of two. Let come the nerves in action.
Lesson three, and the bitterest: If you fail it's totally because of your own mistake, and if you wnated you could have prevented yourself coming out as a loser. However there is no need for one to victimise himself. I have learned much from my failures, because they give me the reason to think about me, my deeds and potentials, each and everytime. And it's nice to fail at times, except when their is no space for it in the course of things you sailing by. Failure gives you the vision to distinguish between the mistake and no-mistake thing, whether it's right or wrong(I am surely not taliking about the moralaspects) becomes irrelevant.
Enough foosball lessons for the day. I need to think over so many things, and have to do so many things...so bye for now.
~ V
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