Dear Passion Episode 2

Every day, I used to get out on my own to play the game, as it gave me happiness. One day I was playing the game with street kids, everything was going just fine, I was shooting well, passing the ball well, but suddenly something different happened for the first time. I couldn't get my shot on the target and the basket didn't count. Then I couldn't pass the ball well & I was not getting the shots in.

The game finished, I went back home, dejected & sad about the game. As I stepped on the doorway, my mother asked me about the game but I didn't tell her. I went to my room, got changed, and came back down; by this time my face was on the edge of crying and I started crying about how I missed the shot & everything happened. She told me not to worry, it was all part of the game. "What she failed to understand by now was, the game was more than just a game for me."

I couldn't understand what she meant by it, "all part of the game." As time passed, in the evening, dad came home & I explained to him everything. His first reply was, " Son, no matter what you score I love you!". That gave all the love and security, he continued to ask, " what happened next?" I replied, "We lost!". He then told me, "Your love for the game is far greater than anybody else."

At that time I couldn't understand that, so the next time I went to play, I made a couple of points but I was not satisfied with myself. I wanted to play more every single day, I wanted to play more. However, as the school was going, I couldn't spend more time with the game.

I was frustrated by the way I played the game, I made a couple of shots, I missed a couple of shots. At school, it was different, I made all the shots against the kids of my age. But in the street, I could barely score. I wanted to know why?

At night, I asked myself, " Why is it that I can make only a couple of shots on the street and all the shots at school?". I kept repeating this question with me again and again and again. Two days later, I was in the gym practicing my Free Throws; all of a sudden, I remembered the question I asked myself. I saw a couple of kids practicing on the other half of the court. I went and sat there, and started observing their game. How other players made their shots, how they passed the ball. Then in the evening, I played with the street kids observed their game, and started to focus on how to beat them.

Gradually, I made it through. I got better than I was before.

Lesson: If you have an obstacle, ask yourself why did it occur.

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