Flying Racquets!!!.......

...He He he...u got me right..that's what I said.......once I get on with my blog u will get an idea....now! where was I? yaah....i would just like to take all u readers to some years back in my life.

Here i was in the garden of my house....playing......Oh! no .......there it goes again...the badminton racquet had flown from my hand...and i was left standing with the shuttle in my hand....and the bat lying a few feet away from me on the ground! It was always the same with me....my brother had despaired of me ever serving the shuttle properly instead of throwing the racquet away...he he he .....finding it hilarious guys? ....I am sure most of u are laughing to your hearts content out there...... I was a kind of person who generally hated any kind of sport...the extent of my interaction with any kind of sport was the one half an hour....of cricket i had watched between India and pakistan....the only one time at my brother's insistence....but could not sit through it any more patiently and i got away from the room...all the time i switch channels if sports is on....or leave the room if someone else is watching it......but, somehow i was always fascinated by the game " Badminton".......though i never had the patience to watch even that on TV....so, my family came up with the idea to teach me the game.....also it would be some kind of excercise for me.......... how were they to know that it would end up in real hard work.....not just for me...but for them as well.......... i mean half the time i had to bend down to pick up the shuttle....

However, in some time following the combined effort of my family i was able to atleast hit the shuttle properly....even if i had to throw the shuttle into air before hitting it! ........and as time went on .....I somehow learnt to serve proper .....he he he..i meant the shuttle ok? .....so there was no more racquets flying around.....when i play!..........Well... i guess that is something atleast......though i still had to pick up my shuttle more often.......and my serve would never be good enough ...i am more often prone to missing the shuttle then hit it....but! what the hell! ......the bat at least remains in my hand!! That, is some kind of achievement.......he he he! FOR ME!!!!!