A Girl and a Basketball.

Thwack! the Ball hits the Board,

Totters on the edge ,but misses the Basket.

A collective groan from the sweaty horde

And then , dribble, pass, another attempt… 

As Shadows gain length

My mind is on rewind.

My love for movement ,my love for strength

Basketball helped me find.

As I walk past the bustling courts

I can see the girl in a skirt and pigtails

The girl who was too shy to play team Sports.

The girl who was sure she would fail.

I can hear the PT teacher’s exasperated sigh

Well at least she is tall

May be we can let her try

Her luck at playing Basketball.

And  with that my tryst began

Learning to dribble that ball Red and grainy

Making it come alive under my childish hands

Jumping,running,passing the ball with a zest zany

Ragged breath, blood in the ears,

Swollen fingers,grazed knees

Pushing on despite all fears

The off-court camaraderie.

Studying tactics to keenly assess

The weakest links of the rivals;

Giving up your shot to give your mates passes

Luring Gods-by chanting Hanuman Chalisa ,kissing Bible!

Days when the world hung on winning tosses-

And getting the Basket was the highest Good

Days of Incredible wins ,ignominious losses

Days of changing can’ts into coulds.

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