RACE

Ever since i have seen Usain Bolt bolting through the line, the nut n bolts of my memories are also creaking up a bit. Am reminded of the first race of my life.And it was a needle race!!!!!!!!!!! (Am pretty sure it was brainchild of my pretty ladies teachers!!)

I was in standard III.It was season of winters ,most probably January.Annual sports events. A 100 m track was set up. The needles and the threads were kept halfway of the track.We were instructed in advance to get our own needles and threads.Not to say that i was quite a thinking animal with a killer instinct to win, but its a pure coincidence that the shopkeeper gave me a needle which was quite big in size by normal standards( he had run out of stock with small needles, thanks to the cute housewives around!!!). And it so happened that i went to the race with a needle which had quite a convenient eyehole ;)

I stood on the start line, shot on at the count of three, grabbed my needle, put a thread through the eyehole-and here moved in my killer instinct!!! Without wasting time to pull out the thread full length, i just ran almost blindly and did not stop till i dashed into the teachers standing at the finish line!!!!!!!!

One after another, everyone came dashing in..And i had ample time to draw the thread full length to show to my teachers as a proof that i had successfully completed the race, satisfying all its criteria..And after a few minutes i was standing on the highest position on the podium!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brings home the point: it takes a little trick to separate a champion from the rest!!!!!!!

(And there are lot of ladies behind my first successful race in life!!!!!Talking about lady luck!Luck has to be a lady for sure!!!!!)

About other races, later on.............