Passion and Sports - A Winning combination!

“Every morning has something to say… wake up to another good day… gear yourself up and get ready to play… there’s a hell lot at stake so jump in the fray… there’s someone out there who’d be there to stay… so at the end of it all don’t forget to pray…“

To sum each day with a tinge of optimism in an attempt to shirk off all the rot making one rue one’s very existence with a smirk on one’s face is quaint and creepy. While the bright sky above emblematizes hope and cheer, the haze encapsulating the midnight empyrean breeds agony and paroxysm. The temptation to dig deep in a bid to pull out the casket of lost glory and the endless wait to unshackle the tortured soul from the clutches of the demons from the past which refuse to let go, makes one turn to a path which exemplifies serenity and enlightenment. The much needed fillip to one’s lowly self-esteem coupled with the indefatigable urge to claim back the lost sheen of the erstwhile stouthearted which now remains a mere shadow of the past then finds a means to disencumber and eventually let it all go! So what is the way out? While the deluded call it obsession, the passionate hail it as their ‘first love’. Sounds familiar? Read on to find out more…

Living your passion infuses life in your soul.

After a long day filled with a perplexing mixture of smiles and frowns, some being genuine while most others meant to appease the fake world outside, where is the time to actually be yourself? Where there is a will, there might not necessarily be a way but where you have a way to keep your will intact, nothing can come your way! This is where passion comes in and entangles one into its conspicuous net and ties one’s senses with perennial bliss which makes one take the blinkers off and get besotted with life all over again! Whether your heart beats for Football, Cricket, Tennis or any other sport is immaterial, what matters is when you are faced with the possibility of feeling the inimitable excitement of the Sport you love, everything else takes a backseat! What separates passion from obsession is that while the latter is what one cannot do without, the former is something one cannot live without! The incessant yearning to savour each moment with every sense of one’s being erases the distinction between fantasy and reality where the impingement left by the blood, sweat and tears of the demigods plying their trade on the field leaves every sports fanatic longing for more.

Scenes like these make life worth living…

For an average layman, life in general is a struggle. For a student it’s about getting good grades, for a businessman it’s about raking in handsome profits, for a professional it’s to take massive strides to be able to perch himself high above his counterparts and so on. “Success hugs you in private, failure slaps you in public” holds relevance here and the possibility of facing the wrath of the detractors, who are looking for a reason to pounce and the ridicule of the parochial society which never ceases to raise it’s ugly head, which stems out of a sadistic outlook, which plagues even the best of wannabe philosophers apart from the frozen and the defeated, is omnipresent.

After enduring all the artificiality and the routine constrains which keeps one engrossed all day, to have something to look forward to which involves watching your favourite athlete/Sporting hero flying down the pitch mesmerizing the bystanders leaving their eyes sparkled and their souls enlightened is the best one could ask for. Like when the darkness of the tunnel paves way for the light of the unflappable sun to take over from the outside to fill the inside with warmth and cheer. That moment of bewitchment which makes one experience how it is when a bird soars high into the depth of the bright blue sky oblivious to anything that might come in its path, for that freedom to be who it is and the chance to give itself the experience of ecstasy which comes as a right from birth for every living being in the universe! That is the moment when one truely lives a life instead of just being alive.

Sports as a passion, along with providing all the preternatural pleasures, goes a long way in embedding the qualities which most are deprived of in a world where being successful is to topple others to take their spot and sucking up to the so called superiors at the cost of one’s self-esteem, which goes for a toss for the sake of greater good which reeks of selfishness and deceit. The spirit of sportsmanship teaches us to not only to take the challenges head on and to keep one’s feet firmly rooted to the ground in glory, but also to be gracious enough to accept defeat, which requires tenacity and courage. A sportsman is not just a participant, he’s a fighter who braves it out for his team, club and country with all earnestness and valor which serves as an inspiration for the millions who are constantly involved in personal battles of their own, striving to make a mark in their lives which springs up a new challenge everyday, with the only intention to keep their family, friends and loved ones safe, sound and smiling. A sportsman in this way, replicates on the pitch what a layman does in real life.

It doesn’t matter whether the chips are down, miseries abound or a downward spiral looking to rebound… When the stage is set and the lights go dim, heroes will rise and beholders will sing… an anthem which sprinkles the elixir of life… lifting the spirits and gladdening the hearts…pepping your team on with unremitting might… is there any feeling which gives more delight!