Once upon a time there was a man, a middle-aged man and he had a shop, a very busy shop. The man, who had a shop, was a decent fellow with a soft enthusiastic smile and he loved children not because he was not a father of his own child but it was the children of his locality who helped him to buy the shop he had worked for, to make a shelter of his own after being kicked out by his father and being deprived of his ancestor’s property, to marry the girl who had been his devoted fan when he used to be a good goalkeeper (popularly known as giant always protecting his side from any intrude) of a good football club…
He had no other option (as he knew nothing better than football) but to work as a salesman on daily wage basis for a shop which sold sports items when the club was rooted out and to hoard coins to do something to stand on his legs. And finally God proved Himself to be merciful and he some how got the chance to own that shop.
He had a beautiful garden and the boys used to come and with boys came spring to his garden. The boys loved him though he was a ‘giant’ but not a selfish one (which he thought) and they often visited his shop namely the garden and they brought happiness for him, his family…
He always encouraged boys to play not only because he had been a good player but mainly because if they played football only then he would play with coins… like a genuine goal keeper who could exhibit his skill if the opponent played extraordinarily.
* * * * *
Time passes and he does not notice that time has played more well than the man. He though being even a giant can not protect the autumn to trespass his garden… now he realizes that he has grown old.
Now boys do not like to play football, they rather love to sit inside a tea stall (making the owner more fatty), spending times by taking a few sips with some smoke and voting for their favorite candidates of Roadies, interpreting the inner meaning of the smile, offered last evening by the neighbouring aunt (whose husband has to do night shift at least for two weeks in every month) and talking about how one can download free blue mms and from which site…
The man is getting old and feeble and weak. He can not afford much on food and medicine because he has to manage to buy a computer and a Fifa video game for his boy as his birthday gift. His boy loves to play football but unable to play partly because of the lack of a team, mainly because of the tutorial class he has to attain just after his school and to some extent because of the specs, one out of the five things he can’t live without (other fours are his mobile, Sheldon novel, his water bottle filled with boiled water and his inhaler).
Time passes, and this time the man notices that he is loosing the match. But the man with changed colour of hair is mature enough to understand that none but the children can fetch spring to his garden; he realizes that he had become so selfish that the boys left him; perhaps he just wanted to feed his family and thought nothing about the boys, their gradual changing needs…
Now he starts a new business, - opens up a new on-shop restro-bar and keeps the name of the shop unchanged- the garden…
He had no other option (as he knew nothing better than football) but to work as a salesman on daily wage basis for a shop which sold sports items when the club was rooted out and to hoard coins to do something to stand on his legs. And finally God proved Himself to be merciful and he some how got the chance to own that shop.
He had a beautiful garden and the boys used to come and with boys came spring to his garden. The boys loved him though he was a ‘giant’ but not a selfish one (which he thought) and they often visited his shop namely the garden and they brought happiness for him, his family…
He always encouraged boys to play not only because he had been a good player but mainly because if they played football only then he would play with coins… like a genuine goal keeper who could exhibit his skill if the opponent played extraordinarily.
* * * * *
Time passes and he does not notice that time has played more well than the man. He though being even a giant can not protect the autumn to trespass his garden… now he realizes that he has grown old.
Now boys do not like to play football, they rather love to sit inside a tea stall (making the owner more fatty), spending times by taking a few sips with some smoke and voting for their favorite candidates of Roadies, interpreting the inner meaning of the smile, offered last evening by the neighbouring aunt (whose husband has to do night shift at least for two weeks in every month) and talking about how one can download free blue mms and from which site…
The man is getting old and feeble and weak. He can not afford much on food and medicine because he has to manage to buy a computer and a Fifa video game for his boy as his birthday gift. His boy loves to play football but unable to play partly because of the lack of a team, mainly because of the tutorial class he has to attain just after his school and to some extent because of the specs, one out of the five things he can’t live without (other fours are his mobile, Sheldon novel, his water bottle filled with boiled water and his inhaler).
Time passes, and this time the man notices that he is loosing the match. But the man with changed colour of hair is mature enough to understand that none but the children can fetch spring to his garden; he realizes that he had become so selfish that the boys left him; perhaps he just wanted to feed his family and thought nothing about the boys, their gradual changing needs…
Now he starts a new business, - opens up a new on-shop restro-bar and keeps the name of the shop unchanged- the garden…
