There's Never an End To the DREAMS of a DREAMER !!

I'd read a line somewhere :

SOME THINGS CAN BE  IN OUR HANDS,  BUT NOT IN  FATE !!


I didn't know that this line will one day fit into my life :(

Well yes, This line do suit me and BASKETBALL made it to suit me !!

Really !!!There are somethings in life which are just not meant for us.

When I was so close to fulfill a small part of my dream, It turned to a Nightmare for me.

As i have talked about my KEEN Interest in Basketball since my childhood (n my previous posts), playing Basketball was always the best hobby for me & playing it OFFICIALLY was always one of my DREAMS.

How this BEAUTIFUL dream turned into a Nightmare ??


There's Someone above who hasn't written it in my destiny .

Back to the September, the days when i had a leg injury prior to the basketball trials (explained in the previous post), i was already at rest. And we had a bunch of holidays , so i Came to Mansa for the proper rest.
It was in those days that i experienced a back pain. Ignored at once. For few days i kept on ignoring this pain. But when it wasn't getting any better , I had to visit a doctor.

And It was then i saw my dream shattering. The doc said that I'm developing a DISC PROBLEM. He said it was because I either had picked up a really HEAVY thing or done a really flexible excercise.
Both could be the reasons, first one bcoz carrying heavy bags was(is) a kind of part of my life (while travelling to or from home) and the one related to excercises, that's obvious because our basketball practice was going on since august in which we used to do a lot of  bending, strectching excercises.


Whatever the reason was, truth was what the doctor had told me.

It's a Nightmare, as i'm calling it frequently, bcoz the thought that Basketball can't be a part of my life (the way i'd wished it to), HAUNTS me.


Doctor has told me not to endulge in TOO MUCH physically challenging activities if i want this problem to stop it here only , to stop it from getting worsen.
Yes, he have not yet said  that i shouldn't play basketball for my whole life (as asked by me specifically), But he also have not  said that i Can. He have juz recommended me some DON'T DO activities for now.



I'm juz HOPING for the BEST and PREPARING for the worse ( which obviously is that i will never play basketball to the fullest i can),

I've juz started seeing other aspects of it (That's another thing that whenever i see someone playing basketball, my heart skips a bit).
My interest has increased even more in it . I've started watching its matches even more frequently .

I've not given up yet. I will never let the little player inside me, die. Baskteball was always my Strength and it always will be !!

If not a player, I Will be a Good coach for SOMEONE.

These some positive thoughts  help me to Overcome, My biggest HEART BREAK (Basketball was the first love of my life , as i always say ).

YUP.. WE ARE NEVER TOO OLD TO SET ANOTHER GOAL OR DREAM A NEW DREAM.
And i've jus MODIFIED my DREAM. :)

Basketball & Me...!!

Long Time !!


My this Post is  purely dedicated to the passion of my life,that is BASKETBALL.

Well...I have passion for it that doesn't indicate that i'm very good at playing basketball.
Infact,

These two lines, Completely Describe my PASSION for BASKETBALL.

But that also doesn't mean that i don't even know how to hold a basketball.
I Know a little dribbling, a little of passing, have a little control on it...infact a VERY little of everything in it.


I'd very first hold a basketball, when i was in 7th ot 8th std.
I was around 13 that time.

Actually, for the very first time,our school had organised  EVENING ACTIVITIES for the students, where they were trained  for the sports and games they  WILL to play.

I had joined those EVENING ACTIVITIES for KHO-KHO. Well yes, i LIKED playing KHO-KHO.

Our EVENING ACTIVITIES included few rounds of running around the basketball court,then stretching exercises and a little more warm up types. Then at last we used to play a SO CALLED match of KHO-KHO. We were taught it's rules, it's techniques,etc etc.

During the Evening Activities, I  used to saw a group of boys playing basketball. Slowly-Slowly, a kind of interest, kind of excitement started developing inside me to  hold the basketball and just dribble it through the court and  jump around the basket to put the ball down it.

So, one evening, when we were over with the daily schedule of practice and we were leaving for our homes, i saw a basketball kept down the basket pole, i picked it up and tried to dribble. Man, I was So much lovin' it,it was only then ,the CRAZE about it begun!!

Next Evening, i consulted our Sports' teacher about it. I asked her out regarding my interest in playing basketball  but she refused. I don't exactly remember the reason but i remember that she had refused .

IT juz kept on going that way, i didn't get a chance to play basketball and i left Evening Activities. The year passed. Next year again, the Evening Activities were organised. I Again took part in it but this time i went for basketball. My sports teacher again refused me for basketball and the reason was lack of girls willing to play basketball. yup !! This was the reason this time. There were not even 5 Girls willing to play BASKETBALL. But ma'm advised me to continue with other sports for then and to be patient to wait for a girls' basketball team.
I did the same but I continued with BADMINTON.

Then, One day, i saw some of my classmates(boys) playing basketball.I went up to them and asked to play together. We played together.
We started playing daily after the evening activities. I wasn't a player of basketball but slowly and steadily I I I at-least got a little hand on it and proved out to be a  good dribbler and a good Defender. Nobody was our coach, It was just BASKETBALL.

This year's Evening Activities got finished but we decided to continue with our matches.
I bought my own basketball and with my childhood friend (one year younger than me), went to play basketball with my classmates. The schedule went like this for about 15-16 days. We didn't do any special techniques, we juz played for fun,juz simple dribble, SNATCHING from each other (foul in basketball) & shooting to make points. We didn't know any rules. we made our own rules and continued like this.

Then one day, when we went to play basketball in the school as we daily did,our peon forbidden us to play together. Here is the entry of our orthodox society.  He said that it's principles' order that boys and girls shouldn't play together in the school premises. BANG!!

It was the last day we went to play basketball. We didn't play basketball after that. :(

I never got a chance to play in basketball bcoz there weren't enough girls to make a basketball team.
I died to play basketball. Whenever we got our sports period, we played basketball whenever we got the chance.The year passed.

School life almost ended. Went to bathinda for coaching  for entrance exams. Basketball was no where in vision for 2 years. Could just see a lot of basketball matches, Got to know a lot about it's rules and regulations.
I was no where in touch with basketball for complete two years but there was still a burning desire inside me to play it.

2 years passed, stepped in college.
My eyes juz shined bright when i saw a basketball court backside our hostel where we could play basketball anytime we wish. Man !!!!!! I juz can't express my Excitement, my feeling then. but then again, a sad thing stroke my mind,Only a few days ago, I had handed over my basketball ball which was kept in my home since 4 years to my younger cousin bcoz i'd thought it was of no use for me.

But my parents,(no words to describe their supportive nature) said not to worry, they bought me a new basketball instantly and it gave me the most beautiful part of my hostel life. My hostel life , gave back me my passion, my craze.

Our first semester was going on, there were trials for basketball team.
Didn't go on time. Trials got over, but a ray of hope appeared again when a last trial was announced  on special request. Only one girl had to be selected from 1st year. Didn't get selected. Was very disappointed for few days.

But then they say, Everything happens for something good.If  I would have been selected in the team, i would have missed a chance to do a NEW thing in my life ,i.e, MODELLING .
I've been a tom boy types since my childhood because of my circles, there were almost boys as my childhood friends bcoz there were mostly boys in my neighbors. So,  leaving a little effect on my personality. Modelling for a tom-boy girl ?? Not so suitable.. but then, it was  my fate. Participated in the fresher's show in the fresher's party, went into top 6 but couldn't win the title. But gained a Whole new Experience.

Then, it was second semester. Semester Matches were organised in the college. basketball teams from all the years were made and there were organised inter-sem matches. As fourth year hadn't any basketball team, so two teams were made from 1st year (2nd semester). I was chosen as the captain of one of the teams. Then came the first OFFICIAL basketball match of my life. We were to play with the  4th sem(2nd year) girls. We were beaten by 3-24 points ..LOL.

But still. This match will always remain the BEST match of my life bcoz:
* It was the FIRST OFFICIAL BASKETBALL MATCH of my life.
* I was the CAPTAIN of the FIRST OFFICIAL MATCH of my life.
* I made a 3 Pointer shoot in the FIRST OFFICIAL MATCH of my life.



Now, presently I'm in 2nd year(3rd Semester). This years' basketball trials are going on. I have IMPROVED a lot in BASKETBALL. I was pretty much CONFIDENT to be selected AT-LEAST in the EXTRAS in the college team  bcoz of  my improvement and the way our sports teacher encouraged us. And in EXTRAS bcoz there are already extremely good basketball players there in the college.

But God has planned something else for me. Encountered with a leg injury. Final trials are a day after tomorrow and Doctor has strictly prescribed Complete Bed rest. :'(

Still I'll say, EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR SOMETHING BETTER.

Happy B'day DAD..

Today is the birth anniversary of the most caring and loving father of the world.
The man, who never stopped me to chase my passion, my dreams and whatever i wanted to do ever.

He's  always beside me in my every decision,my every rise and my every fall.



The man who always valued his relations more than anything.
The man for whom family is important than anything else in the world.
The man who just want happiness and peace in his family rather than all the materialistic things in the world.
The man who has  always been there to help people without any selfishness.
The man who has saved hundred of lives by donating blood a hundred and sixteen times(116 times).

Salute to the super hero of my life.



A very Happy Birthday to the most Handsome guy of this world,

A VERY  HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DAD.

May God bless him with all the happiness and prosperity in the world.
May he live a Long, healthy and happy life..

LOve u dad.!! 

Stress is Such a STress of life !!

It was March 2012 and my 12th board exams were going on !!

Man !! what a horror days those were !! 

Well yes, those days were not any less than HORROR for me.. You may call it Exam Fear..

The fear of not scoring good in my LIFE exam, i.e., in 12th board Exam..This was the FIRST time in my life that i was so much tensed about my exam..I'd always taken my studies in a linear way. I never studied under PRESSURE. but for the very first time, there was a PRESSURE on me, of not letting down my parents expectation at any cost.

It was my physics exam, M weakest at physics because i don't have interest in it. Studying physics has always been a challenge for me.

I'd not studied physics for the whole year but these were the final exams and now it was the time to study. I picked up the book and obviously, it was like a STRANGER to me. 

kahan se aai h, kya h kuch ni pta :D

One thing more, I never crammed anything in life. Either i don't study or I study with full understanding.

But again, it was the first time, I was trying to CRAM because it was physics , out of my Scope!! OMG !! How People do it!!  FAILED !!

Then i decided , i won't cram, instead , i'll do  less topics but with full understanding. I'd thought that ,let's just drop the idea of scoring Good in physics, it'll only yield me more stress. I decided to study just to get PASSING MARKS. 

Hmm...That's a good idea.. I was feeling lighter now.!!

But then again, one day during the preparation holidays before physics exam, my friend called me regarding exam, to ask OBVIOUS questions ,"how much have you done?" and all , i told a little more than i'd done out of shame and the stress started building again when she told the amount of syllabus she had covered.

I was like, Would passing be enough ??

It would drop down my percentage !!

I couldn't study properly that night and i wrote this poem which i call :

Yes.....You Gonna Do it !!

Going through an unusual Stress These days 
What will be my future ,what it's gonna pay 
Where will i Stand ?? 
What will be in my hand ?? 
 
 
A few years ago, thought of a lot of dreams 
Sachi,you're gonna do it,they always screamed.. 
AS years passed,confidence Shattered 
Tried to build again but never gathered.. 
 
 
Sometimes feel like crying 
sometimes feel like dying 
whatever were the emotions 
Always thought,no,there's still a hope of Flying.... 
 

And i would like to share one thing more, that i scored unexpectedly good in physics, i got 71 out marks out of 100. It was really a very good score for me IN physics !!!!! Wow!!

And yes, let me clear one more thing, CRAMMING doesn't lead to anything, AT last, What will Work out is UNDERSTANDING.  Do less, but whatever you do, Do it with UNDERSTANDING !!

Reality of existence !!

Have you ever questioned your own existence ??

Have you ever thought that who you really are ??

If yes, have you got the answer to the above questions ???

Answer in most of the cases would be a NO !!

Well, it's same for me..
I've tried to evaluate some questions regarding my Existence, My Being !!

There were a lot o & i'd tried to pen down some of those Unreal questions of my life and end up with another piece of writing ,which i would call :

What I am ??

Reality or a Dream ?

Silence of Someone or Someone's Scream ?

Truth or a Lie ?

Someone to Accept or Someone to Deny ?

Rude or Polite?

Trap for Someone or Someone's Kite?

Ugly or Pretty ?

Future of Someone or Someone's History?

Hot or Cool ?

Smart in Real or such a Fool ?

Together or Shattered ?

A Touch of Love or a Feeling of Hatred ?

Reader Or a Writer ?

Will fall Down the Dark or will Shine Brighter ?

River or a Dam?

Will anyone tell me, What i am ????

Trust

The poem i'm going to post now is a result of the contribution of the two people , Me of course and the TRUE friend, I've been talking about in my Earlier Writings !!

I'd started this poem when we (me and my friend) were indulge in a kind of cold war, we were not talking at that time due to certain arguments.
That was just the starting of our friendship and we were not that good friends then because i was not ready to make TRUE friends,  to TRUST new people and take them for guaranteed  because of my past experiences.

I wrote these four lines and posted them on Facebook with the tagline that "help me to continue the poem further" :


Anyone Enters Our life for a Reason,
To find that reason,Needs a rare Vision.
Some Stay, Others Go away,
Some Block the Path, Others Make a way.


But my friend was pretty confident about his TRUENESS  and wanted to prove that he's not one of those fake peoples and he'll turn out to be a TRUE friend !!
So,he continued the poem in the comments and the lines were :

Some try to win Our trust,
We think,for that Good friendship is must.
Some want to be our best friend,
Then we think that it's 2012 and it's a Fake trend. (to make best friend )

So i replied with these lines :

Trust is something Very Few Are worth of,
It's Takes time to give someone the RIGHT to Hurt you on.
If the person's fake, to him, it won't really matter,
But our whole Heart and Brain will get Shatter.

I soon  realized that my poem is quite ready so i Ended it with Some Thoughts . I've not yet got a suitable title for it but till then i'll call it :

Anyone Enters Our life for a Reason,
To find that reason,Needs a rare Vision.
Some Stay, Others Go away,
Some Block the Path, Others Make a way.

Some try to win Our trust,
We think,for that Good friendship is must.
Some want to be our best friend,
Then we think that it's 2012 and it's a Fake trend. (to make best friend )


Trust is something Very Few Are worth of,
It's Takes time to give someone the RIGHT to Hurt you on.
If the person's fake, to him, it won't really matter,
But our whole Heart and Brain will get Shatter.

So don't DON't TRUST anyone ever,
Do trust, but not like a FOOL and  a little CLEVER.


As the days passed, months passed, he really proved out to be a TRUSTWORTHY mate. And now, he's one of my closest and bestest friend !! 
May God Bless Him !!

Real Friends Do Exist !

Here's One more of My Writings and is purely dedicated to the Real Gems of my Life , My true Friends !!

After Being betrayed or cheated by my so called CLOSE friends,There came a point in my life, when I realized that not everyone is selfish.
There are some people who CARE for you By HEART.!!

So, i wrote My feelings then And i called this creation as :

 

Life have Given a lot of  friends, 
Many of them have promised to be there till the ends.. 
But the reality is hidden deep inside their hearts, 
Perhaps i already know but still let them play their cards.. 

There Are few friends who've shown the real meaning of friendship, 
They were standing along me when i was near my worst slip... 
They have  given the word friend it's true meaning, 
Because they had heard me when i was silently screaming.. 
Certain mates, I used to call my best friends, 
Were just a company till the MUTUAL journey Ends... 
Now we have separate paths leading to our fate, 
There friendship was just a game waiting for  it's last stage...  
Nobody can change the past, 
Nobody knows where it's all gonna last... 
But I've now known that who are the real ANGELS, 
DEMONS are unmasked now,easy to handle... 
Forget the past, live in present. 
Because our Future is all to which it is relevant...  

Lessonful Incident.

So...  
I'm gonna post a three liner piece of writing..

hah!!

well..there's also a story behind it.

I'd written this an year back..Actually i was searching for a poetry site to publish my very first poem (as suggested by my friends) . I encountered with a site called "Fanstory" . I made an account on it .
You Can confirm My account here  : Fanstory


Now, it was the step to post my poem. I , Very excitedly, clicked on "WRITE" option on my profile and opted the "poem" option from the list. Then , it was like boomm.. A page appeared asking for  Up-gradation  of the membership to post poems or any other kind of writing & it was a PAID up-gradation with an amount of few dollars. Now, who's gonna pay and indulge in so many formalities to publish just ONE  poem  and  HOW !!
So, i just dropped the idea to publish my poem there and thought of searching any other FREE  OF COST site.

 I was just about to log out when  my eyes went on a link saying somethings like "5-7-5 poetry contest".
I clicked on the link and saw an opportunity to post my poet for free without knowing the significance of this "5-7-5 poetry" ( Such a Kid i was ! ).

I just submitted my poem as the contest entry. I started getting reviews from the senior poets. Man ! They were ( are)  really matured poets and  really really wonderful ones. Instead of laughing at my stupidity, they very calmly and helpfully made me understand that it was a contest for a special kind of writing called "5-7-5 or Haiku" . I can't post ,like ANYTHING here.

They made me understand that HAIKU is a special kind  of writing with 3 lines and 17 Syllables.  OMG ! What are these syllables now ??  ( I'd understood that this poetry world is not for me ,lol)
Still, i asked them, they answered me but it all went up from my head !!
Atlast, I concluded, Syllables = Words . ( Height of Dumbness).

So, i replaced my POEM with HAIKU with my RULES !! hah!

SO, My HAIKU writing  was as below :

Was Sitting Around and Thinking,
Will My life raise or  keep sinking ??
Answer is hidden , Eyes Blinking !!  

Wow ! What a writer i am na ?? :P

So i replaced my contest entry with this one. 

Guess what happened next??

Exactly!! IT was not a HAIKU .

HAIKU is a piece of writing with 5-7-5 symmetry mean 3 liner and 17 SYLLABLE writing and not a 17 WORD writing.  Even After a lot of efforts from 2-3 poets , i didn't get the meaning of SYLLABLE.

Finally, a Heartful poet helped me out of my mistakes, he corrected my writing and made it a HAIKU :

Sitting and thinking 
Will life raise or keep sinking 
My eyes keep blinking

Since that day till now, I'm still not 100% sure about what SYLLABLES really are but i got to learn a new STyle of writing that i'll never FORGET, i.e, " HAIKU"  And a Real fact that SYLLABLES are never Equal to WORDS !! huh

Muzic is Irresistible !!

My this post is purely dedicated to Music !!

Music Has always been my way out of any stress, any tension, any problem !!

One day, randomly a friend of mine asked me a simple but strange question ,"What Music means to you ?" .

That night, I gave a deep thought to it and just wrote down whatever came into my mind.

So here's another piece of writing and i'll call it :

WHAT MUSIC MEANS TO ME .....

Someone asked me what music means to you??
"Nothing", i replied and added,

It's just the air I breathe in,
It's just the cells that make up my skin.

It's just the sky above me,
It's just the birds that flee.

It's just the food I eat,
It's just the GOD I greet.

It's just the sleep i get every night,
It's just the victory i achieve  at the end of any fight.

It's just something far away from Resistance,
It's just the reality of my EXISTENCE.

That SOMEONE said, really,for you, music is nothing,
Because Music, Itself is the part of your BEING..!!

Feelings Unclosed

I'd written this poem (i'm just going to post ),when i was about 17 years old and was studying in 12th std.
That was such a point in my life, when i got to know that ,Friendship is all about selfishness.

Although,by GOD's Grace, my point of view has been changed now Because of  Two of my best friends or I should better  correct myself ,'TRUE FRIENDS', Yet, i Would like to share my WORST experience here.

I would call this piece of writing as :

"FEELINGS UNCLOSED"

I never felt so alone, 
I never felt so helpless,
I never felt so confusing,
But there's something different in this time, 
Something's not going right.  

 
There's really something to reshuffle, 
Want to get outta this trouble. 
I don't know why people change,
Why they just can't remain the same? 


I did many things for the friends,
But they backstabbed me at the end.
It really hurts when someone so close hurts, 
Feels like hell when such people break the hearts.
 

Still findng someone who'll understand my feelings, 
Atleast hope to find friends who are not worse than enemies.
Friends change,hearts break,tears fall,
Nothing's left behind when you are left alone. 


Heartly want someone to fill this empty space, 
Before this 'SOUL' leaves its actual place.

Start with Knowing a little about ME !!

I am Sachi Singla, from Mansa which is a small district in Punjab. I am a B tech graduate in the field of Computer Science and Engineering and a former Banker (You can find the details in my other posts !). I belong to a middle class family. My mother is a Sanskrit Teacher in a govt. school in Mansa. My father is an ex-employee (now retired) of State Bank of Patiala (now State Bank of India) and now runs an NGO. My only sibling, my elder brother is an advocate.

I am a very frank person who utilizes her Right to "Freedom of Speech" quite frequently 😉. Also, I'm a straight forward person, and very clear about what I want in my life. I feel that I am far from being just another "typical girl" (whatever that means !)

I had, initially started this blog to share my writings (poems basically) with a wider audience but soon I realized that its a great platform to share my personal opinions on various issues. I occasionally write posts here from my personal experience. I also use this blog to puke out my frustration on some social issues. In nutshell, this blog is a part of my life.

I have provided links to some of my other social networking accounts in my blog, in case anybody is curious to know more about me 😎.