A Friendly Football Game

Yesterday I took my camera to the park as I wanted to click flowers in the bloom. However, a friendly football game started taking shape in front of my eyes. I call it the Kids vs. the Giant. Kids were represented by Chhavi and her friends and the giant is my nephew Sunil. As it was Sunday all of us were in fun mood. This is one of my rare off topic posts which is not about travel. It was just way too cute, not to write about it.

The Start of the Game

The game started with just three players, Chhavi, her good friend and Sunil. It was actually quite difficult to keep all of them in the frame with a 50mm fixed lens. I don’t know why the kids wanted to defend their goal in this fashion!

I Would Rather do Handstands!

Gradually the number of players increased but the frustration of playing against bhaiya (big brother) was on the rise. Chhavi wanted to perform handstands instead! It was anyway Bhaiya vs. everyone else!

We Are An Army Now

The number of kids went up and soon the goal post which was denoted by the two slippers, was full. Now where would bhaiya score from?

The Giant

However bhaiya got the line in complete disarray within seconds and every one was aflutter, running here and there. And you know what that would mean? He scored again! And he would celebrate as well after scoring!

The Team Went into a Huddle for a New Strategy!

This was the last ditch effort to save the goal which was the result of a team huddle. I was a little late to click the perfect huddle! The result remained much the same. But bhaiya made them learn passing and played some silly games with them as well.

Epilogue 

In the end the kids demanded that Sunil should kick the ball and hit the aeroplane flying overhead at that moment! To which he told them very seriously that it was not possible.

I remember reading knock at the door peep in with this giant who now scores goals at will! And now we sit together and discuss office politics. How time flies!

Looking at my Maldives pictures leaves me with such deep nostalgia. Not looking at them also induces it! If I could run back to Maafushi, I would do so right this moment. This time I will go with a underwater casing for my mobile phone and I will not fall sick when I come back!

Tired Tired Me: I will let you into a secret. When we arrived at Maafushi we were dead tired. It was partly because of a very early morning flight from Delhi but it was much more because of our lifestyles. I tend to sleep late but I have to wake up at the same time to go to work. We were so tired that we were quite underwhelmed by the place. It was only after a good nights sleep we realized what morons we were being the day before!

Those Long Walks: For me vacations and walking are synonymous. Maafushi is a small island. I loved to walk along the beaches, mostly with the footwear in my hand. It helped that at times there was no one in my frame without making special effort. However, there were other tourists nearby, so it is not that I had the beach to myself.

Chatter Box by My Side: My younger nephew and I have traveled to Sri-Lanka together as well. At that point of time he just started working. He was a complete chatter box. Now he about two years old in corporate world and he has definitely gone quieter, at least on the first day. But as the vacation progressed he was back to the form. On the return flight I told him to use a zipper on his lips. Alas it yielded no effect. But how I miss those times, more so because many of my trips are actually so quiet.

Tourist vs. Traveler: I was fascinated to see the local women going to the beach everyday in their hijab. I wonder what they thought of us tourists? I never got a chance (and I am timid too) to talk to them. I have only fleeting impression of the local life. But then till I can become a traveler I am happy being a tourist!

Football at the Local Beach: In the center of the image (dark colored shirt) is my nephew. He is so mad about football that he can drag me away from the island we visited before sunset and I agreed to do so. Ah the nostalgia surrounding Maldives.

PS. This post is part of Sky Watch Friday. Check it out.