The Transition(part-3)

I again woke up to a normal morning in my house. Everyone was rushing here and there to get to their work. I did not even go for a walk that day as it would have reduced my time to talk about my cricket activity or to be more precise my time pass activity. “Papa, Can I play cricket in my school?”, I said.

“What’s the big deal in that! play”, he said. “But……….”,I could not complete my sentence. I wanted to talk about the two study period going to be wasted.

“Get ready for your school, no more useless talk”, he instructed as he buttoned his shirt.

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“I told you”, Raghav said as we were walking in the corridor. “What?”, I said. “That, it is not a serious issue to talk about”, he said.

“Yes you were right. Now I should go to the nets”, I said. ‘You seem excited”, Raghav said enthusiastically.”You never joined me, now you are also bunking classes”, Raghav smiled.

“But what I am doing is official. I am atleast not hiding from someone”, I mocked him.

He kept quiet.

“Now I should go to nets’, I said again.

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“Hey you here, has teacher sent you?”, a friend of mine said to me while bouncing the leather ball.

“No, I have come here to play”, I said defensively. “Oh that’s a surprise come come”, he said.

He greeted me with the coach. I read his badge “Sunil Joshi COACH”

“First fielding practice, after that batting, bowling and other things”, the coach said. His words sounded like a punishment to me. “Ok”, I obliged.

The sudden transition from atoms, metals, particles to catches, batsman, pads was not something I adopted easily.

“Sir but where to go?”, I asked. “Don’t you see those guys doing catching practice there, go run”, he screamed. “The coach was a strict one but better than the chemistry teacher screaming at me !!”, I thought while going towards those guys doing catching practice.

“I wanted to bat rather than doing these nonsense catching practice especially after that catching debacle during my morning walk.”, I thought as I reached near those boys. All were wearing white T-shirts and white pajamas and were standing in a circle. A lean boy wearing casual clothes was at the centre giving them the catching practice. Maybe he was the assistant coach.

“Here, take it”, he threw the ball towards me as I joined the circle.

The ball was rushing towards me like a bullet. I concentrated towards the ball as I was determined to catch it this time !!

Thank you for reading.

To be continued…………..

Part 1- https://kunal15.art.blog/2020/06/02/170/

Part 2- https://kunal15.art.blog/2020/06/03/174/