They say every little part of your life makes you learn something even if you don't know it then.
Just like I have started going to the gym and I get flashbacks of the time when I was that active. My basketball team.My coach. My friends who basically weren't that close. What did that teach me?
That was the time I often hated. I hated getting early at 6 am to go for practice even in sick winters!
But what kept me going? They were the moments when I took shots for my school. When my parents used to talk proudly of me. When I used to sit there with the whole team grabbing the trophy. When my coach used to say "You played an excellent game"
I wasn't too good at it, I must say. There were players better than me. I remember how I used to often be jealous of not being able to compete to them. I hated when my coach used to scold me and grab my ponytail in front of all my teammates. Embarrassment.
And I remember the day I declared that I wont be playing anymore because of the studies or whatever. I must say I felt kind of free at that time. No more getting up early. No more being around people I actually don't like. It was good at first.
But now you know what? Its the one thing I want to take back. Because I miss basketball. I miss not having a team to play with. I miss how it used to be two to four hours of practice of games and I never got to know! I should have played it till I could have. I looked for forming teams in college but that never happened.I hold the ball in the court sometimes, but I don't enjoy the game. Because its not with the tough players. Its with people who are not so good at it. There's no competition left.
Now do you realize what I learned? I learned that giving up is way easy. Rejuvenating. Like *phew*. But the contentment? It comes with the hard work. Its with trying and putting your whole in one thing you decided to do. By getting out of your comfort zone. By not letting go of things that make you happy. Till there's no choice left.
Just like I have started going to the gym and I get flashbacks of the time when I was that active. My basketball team.My coach. My friends who basically weren't that close. What did that teach me?
That was the time I often hated. I hated getting early at 6 am to go for practice even in sick winters!
But what kept me going? They were the moments when I took shots for my school. When my parents used to talk proudly of me. When I used to sit there with the whole team grabbing the trophy. When my coach used to say "You played an excellent game"
I wasn't too good at it, I must say. There were players better than me. I remember how I used to often be jealous of not being able to compete to them. I hated when my coach used to scold me and grab my ponytail in front of all my teammates. Embarrassment.
And I remember the day I declared that I wont be playing anymore because of the studies or whatever. I must say I felt kind of free at that time. No more getting up early. No more being around people I actually don't like. It was good at first.
But now you know what? Its the one thing I want to take back. Because I miss basketball. I miss not having a team to play with. I miss how it used to be two to four hours of practice of games and I never got to know! I should have played it till I could have. I looked for forming teams in college but that never happened.I hold the ball in the court sometimes, but I don't enjoy the game. Because its not with the tough players. Its with people who are not so good at it. There's no competition left.
Now do you realize what I learned? I learned that giving up is way easy. Rejuvenating. Like *phew*. But the contentment? It comes with the hard work. Its with trying and putting your whole in one thing you decided to do. By getting out of your comfort zone. By not letting go of things that make you happy. Till there's no choice left.
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