‘An Essay for Breathing’, how did this title or heading came into being. Well, it is
somewhat like this-
Everyone needs to breathe, to breathe the air in. it is must
to make one stay alive. Now, the question that remains – What one really needs
to breathe except the monotonous air? Not to stay alive, but, to feel alive.
For me, I think it consists of four main blasts,
One, Cricket,
Second, Books,
Third, may be one of the most important things, a nice company,
And, now, finally the last but not the least, a piece of paper and pen to write myself down.
Today’s article of mine is about the last one and its
passage through the first one. This article, this essay itself, right now, is
the air that I need to breathe in. For this moment it is like my only survival
instinct, just penning my thoughts down,
all of them. I just want to go on writing about anything that comes not to
my mind, but, to my heart.
Cricket. It feels like
ages since I last swung a bat and felt its edges, its strokes; held a ball to
feel its seam and the smoothness that rules a new ball, the aroma that endorses
it. I am missing the adrenaline that rushes inside me while I make a dive to
save some run, to have some wickets and to save mine. I just miss the air of
the pitch and yards laying all around it.
It has been sometime that I came to realize the truth about
my first and I guess the only love, ‘cricket’. For quite some time I blamed
others for being the reason that halted me from going to a proper academy and
to have the chance to train under a good coach, to take my level right to the apex.
Today, I know the truth, realized it. I love
playing cricket, not watching it, not reading about it, just one and only one
thing, playing it. I can atmosphere that feeling flowing right through me just
by holding my bat in hands, in my rooms, and, hitting some shadow balls right to
the boundary.
I have got just the right words to conclude my essay. These words
are from Nicholas Spark who wrote ‘A Walk
to Remember’,
Love is like the wind,
You can’t see it, but, you can feel it.
