Do dreams come true ?

20160811_120907This was the sweetest and most pleasant surprise I could have ever got in my life. Yes, the early morning of August 17th 2016  brought with it something which I would love to treasure for the rest of my life and here I am trying to set forth in words what I felt, so as to make it immortal.

I don’t exactly remember what time it was as there was no time piece nearby, but it must be in the wee hours when the shrieking sound of door bell tore apart the peaceful silence. With lidded eyes I went on to open the inner wooden main door so as to look through the outer door, who on earth has gotten up before the Sun and come to bother me.Slowly opening those half closed eyes and with some degree of fear and caution, I looked out and found an around 6 feet tall figure standing there. After rubbing my eyes to remove the haze, what I saw made me numb with shock at first and scream with all the air in my lungs subsequently.

Wow! It was a sight which, in fascination, was second to none. Can someone ever imagine the reaction of a staunch theist  if she/he gets to see Gods, in fact, meet them. My reaction was certainly a notch above when I saw my idol, my inspiration, the one whom I admire like no one else, the peRFectionist, the G.O.A.T.- Roger ‘Freaking’ Federer standing at my door, in flesh and blood. I stood still with my eyes popped out, mouth wide open in disbelief, heart pounding like never before and mind unable to process anything. To be specific- I was dumbstruck.

How could this be possible ? More than how, why should it be possible ? Why would a superstar, one of the greatest athletes in the world come to my place and that too all by himself and completely unnoticed. May be that is why he chose such a time to come. My lips couldn’t move a bit, I couldn’t utter a word and it felt like my world has turned upside down. I pinched myself hard and then realized that he was for real. The man whom I have been dreaming of meeting since years has come by himself to meet me ?! Man Oh Man ! What next ?

I literally pounced on him and hugged him like anything, with tears rolling down my cheeks. He just patted at my back and I welcomed him inside. We didn’t even sit as it was just talking and endless talking and nothing else. My silence turned into an outburst of emotions as I talked my heart out to him. I then showed him my poems and sketches of him and could sense that he was impressed, at least he looked like he was. Then came the moment of disbelief for my Maa. On seeing him, hers was a mild reaction, not as wild as mine. She just stood where she was and it was Roger who came forward and did what was totally unexpected out of him. He approached my Maa, bent down and touched her feet, the Indian way of seeking elders’ blessings. Wow!! Where did he learn that from ? My Maa, with utmost affection, placed her hands on his head and blessed him as if he was her own child. I can’t still figure out that how come my Dad still managed to sleep, despite all these events taking place right next to his room?

All of a sudden then, he told me that he would be leaving then. I thought, how could I let the biggest delight of my life, stay for just five minutes in it, and vanish. I told him that I am not going to let him go anywhere for sometime now. He, on the other hand, with his trademark killer smile, insisted to take a leave. But, may be the rain gods were also with him. Just a moment later, we noticed a light drizzle outside, from my window and with a sigh of relief and a pinch of false hope, I tried to convince him by saying that since it had started drizzling he will have to wait for sometime. But, he is a busy man with his time, not all his. He looked at his iPhone, called his driver (maybe) and bid adieu, right there right then.This surprise, though for a few minutes, constituted the best moment of my life, the one which I would remember till I breathe last. But people, the best part of this whole crazy incident is yet to come.

I experienced a feeling like never before, an emotion of unparalleled happiness combined with the widest of smile when I finally opened my eyes and woke up holding my pillow so tight as if I was actually holding Roger’s hand. How could a dream feel so realistic, so touching, so refreshing, so rejuvenating ? Yes, that was a dream, the best I have ever had in my life.

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As soon as I woke up, with that smile touching the corners of my ears, I could only wish to have the power of Lucid Dreaming so that I could enter into my sub-conscious and control it just like Dominick Cobb (Di Caprio) did it in Chris Nolan’s Inception. Never ever have I felt so delighted yet so helpless. I could also recall a similar dream where I met with my God, the one and only PAAJI (Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar) few years ago and had the  golden opportunity to play cricket with him. This simply depicts how much love and respect I have for these two greats , for these immortals and how much of them I have inside me.

I hope that I was able to express what I really felt that morning and also that those who are in awe of him (RF) or anyone else, like I am, would be able to connect with my emotions. Signing off with a hope of realizing this dream of meeting him, somehow, somewhere, sometime.

RForever.

 

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROGER.

So here it is finally. After pondering for so long, I’ve finally come out with my blog ‘The Screaming Introvert’. Just another way to express and open my heart out. What a pleasant coincidence it is that my first post comes on this very very special day. What a day and what a topic to start blogging. It’s the birthday of one of the most loved athletes of the world, someone whom I idolize, I respect and I love beyond limit.

My association with Roger is now 13 years old, the first time I watched him play was in 2003 Wimbledon when he won his first ever Major. That day and today, my fanaticism for him has never seen the smallest of decline. The love has just increased manifold. That’s why I did what I’m best at. My feelings for him, this time, have taken the shape of a poem and a sketch- just a small token of my unconditional, eternal love for him.

Please have a look at them and don’t be too critical. It’s just my first blog.

-RForever

 

HAPPY  BIRTHDAY  ROGER

Blessed is the land, which has got a native in you,

Blessed are the parents, who have got a child like you.

Blessed is this world, to have witnessed a human like you,

Blessed are we fans, to be born in the same era as you.

 

Thirty five years of living a dream and fulfilling it with passion,

Not many have got such grit, to take their ambitions to fruition.

A journey of transition from a ‘Hothead’ to a calm and composed one,

With many a crest and trough, but with dedication second to none.

 

Lucky was the game of Tennis that it could get, in you, an all-time great,

Lucky was the day when you first held that racquet, at the age of eight.

Who could have imagined then that this kid would become the undisputed King,

Who could have even sensed, that he would remain the untamed lion of the ring.

 

Being the Numero Uno for two decades, both on and off the court,

You’re not just a human, you’re an institution and you’re the G.O.A.T.

A champion athlete, a great human and the greatest philanthropist,

You’ve always ensured that generosity’s rain clears prodigality’s mist.

 

Be it free flowing slice or the dart like forehand, be it the killer ace or that one handed backhand,

Years have passed on, opponents came and gone, but your eternal magic remains ever so grand.

On court movement just like a poem, style off it beats any superstar,

In this cruel Empire of Tennis, you were and will always be the Czar.

 

With exemplary humility you welcomed victories, glory and every feat.

And not only in your wins, but you’ve been equally gracious in defeat.

Your insane love for the game and respect for your opponents,

Has certainly placed you amongst Tennis’s greatest exponents.

 

It’s been tough time for a while now and not much seems going your way,

But you have ensured to keep your cool and keep all negativity away.

This year has not gone quite well, injuries having taken a toll,

But you’re blessed with a lovely family, who’ll now take up its role.

 

Every minute of my life now, wishes the best for you,

With high hopes of seeing a fitter, faster and better you.

It’s just a matter of time when you will bounce back again,

Leaving behind all agony and overcoming all the pain.

 

On this day so special, this is the least that I could wish,

May you be blessed with good healthand may all ills vanish.

Your life is not just yours Champ, millions of us breathe you,

Hoping and praying for your well-being, showering our love so true.

 

What else could I want for you; you’ve got everything you need,

Just hoping that this reaches you, and may you pay some heed.

May you comeback Strongerer, and all evils be kept at bay,

Wishing you tons of love, wishing you a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

 

– MohakChaudhary

08.08.2016

 

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