Down the memory lane...

The crowd was huge. The uproar lifted the RC building whenever a name was announced. He straightened the turban and cleared his throat. The coat was a little long but that was not a major problem. How is he going to face the crowd? How is he going to inspire the crowd?
The speakers cried "Here comes mahakavi bharathiar". His palms began to sweat. He walked with his knees together as if they have been glued to each other. The crowd was so focussed which made his palms sweat further. Gathering all the confidence that he had, he stepped up the stage and faced the crowd. Hundreds of faces with anticipation. The mike was a little higher. A person came up and adjusted it promptly.
Have you ever scanned hundreds of faces in a second and found a known face? Many of us have not. But on that day he did. He found a familiar face in the crowd watching him through the window. He opened his mouth and started saying the famous "odi vilayadu" song. The anticipation in the faces vanished. It was not replaced by inspiration either. Instead there was a myriad of expressions. His palms were drenched in sweat.
The audacious, bodacious bharatiar will not do that. The words didn't come out of his mouth. His ears didn't hear anything, his eyes were wide open and gazing at the audience as if they were from abyss. The mike which usually amplifies the sound, seemed to operate in the opposite way. The song seemed to be lasting for ages. The audience didn't understand what they heard. After what seemed to be like a millennium he got down from the stage. He didn't hear the applause which lasted just for 10 nanoseconds!
After a while...
The speaker cried again "second prize... Bharatiar from UKG-B!!"

NOSTALGIA!

This is our playground! (For those who are wondering,this is varun's house).The ground (small though :P) which allayed our thirst for cricket!12th holidays..... Nobody can bring them back!!
It's 6.00 in the morning... The sun rays coming into my room harbingers the good day of cricket to follow. I got up and moved to our playground at 7.00.. Me and bharat were there and it's time to arouse varun from his slumber! Then we called others and the first match started by 7.30.. It went on till 9 and the team dispersed after a gr8 session of cricket! The regular highlights of the game would be ET's SWEEP's...
The cricket session was followed by music and we reached home by noon... then 3 hours pass edby in the anticipation of the next session. I reached there again at 2.30,called others and it started again... It ended by 7.00 (If there's veda class then it will end at 5.00) .Then usually a game of MAFIA or SCOTLAND YARD follows...
ahhhhhhhhh!End of yet another beautiful summer day...These days continued for the whole vacation!
In the pic you could see my moto-scooter and shiva's discover... I have a marked it for you... Next to that stands our magnificent, elegant, gallant STUMP (It's a stool :P). The blue line is indicating 2 G (2 Granted)...
1. This is BHARAT's FAVOURITE POLE... Whenever he hits the ball it will hit this pole (1 in 10 times,considering the size of pole it's a high probable event yaar) leaving a ringing sound... The 'Energy' given by him for the ball to reach the fence for four will be completely tranformed into 'SOUND ENERGY'...
2.Here comes the famous fielder... 'poongothai'... yeah it's her name...Whenever you're team is more pathetic than Indian team (that's not gonna happen) you just cry "JAI POONGOTHAI" and she will help you!!!
3. This is my favourite spot for fielding!!! I like to it the stumps from here... It's very difficult because YOU DONT SEE THA STUMPS!!!! Inspite of that i have a good percentage in hitting the stumps(nearly 90%)....
Wherever i go, whatever i do, i will never forget these!!! The essence of LIFE!