get up late.. pester mom to make my fav bfast.. run out.. wake up my frenz.. decide who wud captain our "army" tday... draw up plans for an epic battle.. select guards..spies..devise secret code( little finger raised to signal pee-break)..check ammunition..(the plastic toy guns and dart guns)..build mud bombs(clumps of dried muck)..
n then.. at precisely 12 pm.. conceal our secret identities of being highly trained mercenaries.. n become kids again.. just in time to catch the daily kids show on DD.. "Fun Time"...
yes.. those were the days of crackin tv programming.. with GIANT ROBOT..( rem the kid.. n his watch..n his robot...).. a indian animated series on a mole called MOLU... n hundreds of other animated cartoons.. lost somewhere in my mind.
once thru with tat.. a hurried lunch wud ensure we got back to bein wat we were born to do..."WAR"..!!!
determination writ on our faces, never-say-die attitude in our hearts, we set out to capture the "enemy"..
negotiate inscalable peaks enroute..(building's boundary wall).. take cover in dense foliage..(i still owe my neighbour an apology for destroyin their pretty garden)... take careful aim with my latest 'LAZR' gun..( made in china.. i think)..spot enemy HQ.. annihilate it with my stockpile of mud bombs..!!!
all hell breaks loose..( if u can call loud sounds like "dish-kyau".. n certain other sounds.. n the occasional mud bomb .. hell .. tat is)..
n then out of nowhere.. aaaarg.. im HIT.. i'm HIT.. ( atleast tats wat rupesh told me, with unshakeable confidence n his gun pointed at my head, so no way i cud disagree with tat)..
retreat.. retreat..!!! every man for himself.. !
surprising.. how the actual "battle time" never seemed to justify the morning spent planning it.
a "man" down here.. a "fort" lost there.. n it was time to unfurl the "white flag"..!!!
war games... fun while it lasted.
3 comments:
fantastic!:)
Made me think of all the past summer holidays! and DD programs! :))..Its so funny to think of them now! but honestly i wud love to see 'em then!
Echoes
If you like rooms that echo, is it that you like hearing your own voice and sounds being enhanced and elaborated upon? Is it that you are curious to hear what you sound like to the rest of the world and to have your sentiments communicated. Do you seek or feel some sort of response in the sound that continues and repeats itself? Is there something profound to be recovered/retained/remembered collectively?
Dude, a minor nitpick.
Your 'strategic' position wasn't compromised. It was your 'tactical' position.
Strategic deals with the application and conduct of wars.
Tactical deals with the application and conduct of battles.
And it is pretty much the same with real life wars / battles ...
Immense amounts of planning, testing, training ... and the actual deed is done in an eyeblink.
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