My Dads Dream

Come on Bala smash it..come on.. Energetic words from my Lips.. Me and my husband were boosting him up, enjoying bala's game as we were sitting as an
audience to watch Bala volleyball vengeance..
who is bala..
WHO AM I..
I introduce myself as shruthi...
"shruthi shruthi attend the ball... dont miss it... if you miss you will get ten rounds" is my coach's mantra atleast thrice a day.. funny coach punishing us
like a school kids... yeah I am a volley ball player representing tamilnadu and my college...
Then came "Intercollege sports meet" We call it "diwali of sports men"..place where defending champions, upcoming champions and under dogs meet for a single
glory... yeah I found my glory too... I met my champ there for the first time... "bala", "love" the two most beautiful 4 letter words which made my life
beautiful... ofcourse add volleyball as well :).. My champ is a tough guy... reason behind, the first smash of the match... He is playing in the court next
to mine where he hit the the ball very hard in such a way that it travelled to the next court hitting the neck of this pretty beautiful girl :) which made me
fainted... as and when I opened my eyes, it rolled towards the whole crowd to find the culprit... really sorry please drink this,,, answered my chweet
culprit with energy drink in his hands... Oh my god where s my anger...
"She s alive, machan you are saved from a murder case" commented one of his friend, which made him and the others laugh but made me scream and scold at
them,,, Yeah I started screaming like a school kid, everyone started running from me except my chweet culprit.. Hands in his ears, stupid smile in his lips
he started his sorries again with situps in front of me... Uncontrollable laugh oh my god where s my anger again... hmm Smart guy. then started the
handshake with smiles... bala.. shruthi... we introduced ourselves... hmmm beautiful he whispered... I replied "WHAT" with an intention that he is commenting
my name (as beautiful)... but.. he replied with a smile..
He replied that "All the girls with name "shruthi" are beautiful..yeah many cases to prove that true.. Even my school teacher Shruthi... and of course
Shruthi haasan now.. "
I was about to smile at his comment but .. something stopped me..... I was about to smile at him...
"But you are the most beautiful among Shruthi's" he repeated
This time nothing stopped me.... I smiled at him... but What stopped me the first time??? we departed...
Next day we had Practice matches with boys team... which make girls more tougher.. Every time when we play practice matches with boys team we use to
lose...It doesnt mean that boys are tougher than girls... Girls are tougher than boys always... the fact is Girls always has guts to accept failures ;) but
boys dont.. This time we decided to make boys cry for a change :) ... We prepared more than Shahrukh's chak de team... Next Morning is the practice match...
In the court, With fire in my eyes I was tying my laes... There s the boys team and the captain... murmurred Trisha...
I turned in slow motion with a "chak dhe music" in my heart.. Automatically music changed.. this time it was "every night in my dreams" from titanic... why
this change.. the answer is bala... "yeah I have a crush over him" I realised. "He was the captain of the team with whom we are gonna play" Trisha said.. A big kiss I gave her.. u can understand why...
They won. Not the match, the toss.. He smiled at me when I lost the toss to him..
Face to Face I told him that "We lost only the toss not our confidence".. "This time History will be made"
He smiled saying history?? "Oh u never won against boys" Is it... he laughed out loud .. I screamed out loud.. hmmm funny guy too..
15-4 after the first set. This time we lost our confidence too... some energy we had... Even now history can be made, a confident voice of bala, approaching
towards us. I stared at him thinking if he s gonna throw some stupid comment. But made us get back all our lost confidence by his words.hmmm nice guy too..
Then he called his team members and spoke something encouraging (I suspect he wanted the match to be tough). This time I did not hear his words what he
spoke. History was made, confidence was back with a bang, Girls team won.
Divya, Shwetha and Trisha all together to Bala "we are impressed wit u smart guy"."Me too impressed Girls" not with u but with your Good Game.Enjoy the match
tomorrow. BYe girls.. bye shruthi..every one departed .. but something stopped me there .. I called him. Bala.
"yes Sania Mirza" he smiled. "What you spoke with your team"I asked.
"Let them win and gain back the confidence, tomorrow they have a match" is his words to his team. He gave a straight reply.
hmmmm True and Frank Guy... Even I wanned to be frank. I told "I like you Bala".
"Please. I cant hear more than 100 proposals a day. All because of my Mom who gave birth to this charming, smart and naughty guy. He murmurred little loudly.
I started hitting him with a smile saying this is not a proposal and u are not smart enough to get propasal from this beautiful girl. He stopped me hitting
him and started searching for saomething. I asked what. he said"No you said something like beautiful girl. So searching where she is".I smiled angrily.hmm
naughty too.
He said "I was just kidding. Moreover I dont speak with girls in this beautiful college life because "Mechanical guys wont waste time". This made me a really
little angry but told him "yeah thats a hard truth. Mechanical Guys wont waste time speaking with girls". But they dont study as well. how many arrears you
have I asked him. "8" he said with a stupid smile.
I told I wanna see your mom. He asked me why.I replied, I feel like seeing who gave birth to this irresponsible guy.His face tured childish. I liked it. dont
know why I spoke with so much rights on him. But he is least bothered about what I spoke. Bye for today, bye both spoke. I started walking towards my room.
"Shruthi" I turned my face to see bala. He said "sleep well today. Thats important for the Game". he s caring too .. why he s saying all these. Did he like
me???
HE told me to sleep but he din allow me to sleep. His thoughts disturbed me. I thought for a moment "Is this love".
Next day he did not turn up to see my match, even I din invite him but expected him to come. we won the match, we have one more to go now "its the final
one".
Next day is most beautiful day in my life "Not bcas we won the finals". Oh yeah we won the finals. I was kissing the cup with the Overloading smile in my
face.
That Moment....
"My heart wanned to say something to ur heart"
"It doesnt have a mouth"
"It ordered me to serve as his mediator"
"Shall I reveal my stupid hearts words", Bala asked me. I saw my chappals and said go ahead...
Yeah thats what my heart wanned to say "your chappals look good" "Bata is it" ??? asked Bala .. with a pretending fear in his face...
"If it comes to my hand it will be too good" I repeated.
ok then "tell ur heart that my heart is very deeply in luv your heart".My heart wanned to tell this to you when you at the happiest moment in your life... I
guess this wud be the happiest moment in my life... saying this bala was walking away from me.
"Hey Bala wait... even my heart wanned to tell something to your heart" I said..
"My god.. Even my chappals look good is it" asked Bala...
I smiled at him.. and for this poor joke "Im postponing my hearts words to be revealed next week"... call me at 9123456789 next week..... I gave my number...
Ended the conversation and the volleyball camp as well..
I hugged my dad "I luv u dad".. Congratulations my dear... next time come with the world cup.. invited my father with the big cheer.. yeah Im back home with
my certificates and medals... "But next time will your Husband allow you to play volleyball" asked my dad..
Come on Bala smash it..come on.. Energetic words from my Lips.. Me and my husband were boosting him up, enjoying bala s game as we were sitting as an
audience to watch Bala volleyball vengeance..
WHO AM I.. Yeah Im Shruthi..Who is Bala.. My son Balaji... who is "also a volleyball player"Who is Bala... My Love and lovable husband "Balasubramaniam" who has represented Indian volleyball team just thrice.
Still Confused ? ? ?
"After the volleyball camp I went home"I hugged my dad "I luv u dad".. Congratulations my dear... next time come with the world cup.. invited my father with the big cheer.. yeah Im back home with
my certificates... "But next time will your Husband allow you to play volleyball" asked my dad.. with a photograph of a smart guy in his hands.
Me : Marriage ? ? ? Not now daddy
Daddy : Why dear.. dad is here .. no fear... I luv u my daughter...
Me : I too love you daddy and I luv Bala as well daddy". "Even I havent told this to Bala"
Daddy : what!!!
Me : Yeah daddy he is from a good family. He has got lots of money. He s also our caste daddy.
Daddy : Sorry dear ... I cant accept it.. The guy in this photograph has something extra .. he is a Cricketer..
Me : Oh my god.. I forgot daddy.. Bala is aresistancevel player in volleyball...
EOC "End of conversation".... and the "End of my dear dads arguement"... "My dad represented indian volleyball team twice". He thinks "Sportsman takes life
sportive".He has a dream of his life "My Daughter should marry a Good, rich and affectionate sportsman"... which came true. "yeah I married Bala".
"I Love Bala"
"I love volley ball"