The first game that I played when I came here is Racquet Ball, that my bro showed me and we played for a long time and later we used to play , not that regularly though. Its very tiring , very fast paced, dynamic and danger too... which I came to know today. Doubles would be much more fun as I always find it more fun with more(limited) people...and there are more chances to be hit by the ball as there would be less space to move around freely or rather escape from the vrooooming ball...( I dont know if that word is there at all), anyway so after playing for an hour , during the break I saw on the door some cartoons telling about being safe while playing and ofcourse keeping the courts clean...a kid with a black eye thinking.."if only I had a helmet"...!!
And then when the game got interesting with each one chasing the others score and suddenly I hit the ball hard enough to bounce on to the opposite wall, unfortunately I was so close and the altitude being low, the ball bounced into my face and I felt its force on my upper lip...it started bleeding , not for long but then I am feeling the swell, as usual I convinced myself saying..."thank GOD it did not hit the eye"...well , everyone does that . Some how we always want ourselves to be happy and we keep trying every way and reason for that and especially that happens (or is it that we realize) only when we are hurt, fail, broken (hearted), down, lonely, lost...coz we are our only best friend and no one can help us better than ourselves...
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