Call it magic, call it true!

This is the game I was playing after 2 weeks, after being out of town for 1 week and extremely sick for another. The 15 day gap was intolerable honestly.

I hadn’t recovered from the weakness but had a strong feeling somehow that I will get better after playing. This is when I wasn’t even sure if I will be able to run for those 70 minutes. So, the excitement to be on the field, and the fear of getting sicker later was real ��

When I reached there, on the turf, it felt like I could breathe now, it felt like I am where I am supposed to be. It felt like home. Probably this is the feeling we all chase after!!

I toned down my game a little, promised myself I won’t play rough and will look after myself more because as much as my soul needed football, it needed gentleness too. Surprisingly for me, it was gentle play! And thankfully, I played well.

But while a part of me was uneasy for not giving my 100% and toning down, another part was joyful about taking it slow and listening to my body’s needs.

Maybe this is how you tame your passion! Maybe passion needs to be tamed so you can continue to do it more and more, & give yourself to it. Maybe, just maybe, this is what surrender also feels like, when one part of you is uncomfortable for letting go of control, another part is equally happy for just letting go!!

Here’s to universe, to my lucky stars, and to football, for making football mine and making me his’ in this lifetime!