Be eager, Be hatke!

                          

He put on his wetsuit and stepped into the sea sparkling in the sunshine. His heart beat with the excitement which the beginning of every new experience brings: the arrival of a parcel of clothes, the sign 'Sale' and the first time you wear that carefully chosen t-shirt.

The waves splashed and the water enthusiastically touched him as he stepped on the surfboard. For the next few hours, he relished his first experience of air surfing. The time being over, he came and sat down at a quieter spot on the cool sand. The warm sunshine played on him. At a distance, he saw a child playing with an orange ball. The bright lights of the basketball court flashed across his eyes, the dribbling of that ball, a lap across the court and lo! the ball was in the hoop. He had loved every ounce of his sportsmanship. Give up my dream of playing an NBA match? What game is my life playing with me?

 The ball and the court had been his companions throughout his college life in Bangalore. It was a part of his identity. He had even given up his job in the corporate sector. He was going back to Kota in a day and his heart wrenched at the thought of it even.

 He saw the waves lapping against the shoreline. He noticed how eager they were to reach the shoreline as if each wave was competing against the other to reach the shore first and ultimately they did.

"So Mr. Choudhary?" abrupted a voice.

He woke up from his sweet reminiscence  and saw the prospective buyer sitting in front of him with a grin across his face. Shivaji signed the paper and the deal was closed. He was to supply Behatke t-shirts and sweatshirts to this company. Be eager, be hatke!, thought he.