Rant #2, yass pliss?

18 04 2010

I’m not big on blogging. Not yet anyway. Though I think it’s a good exercise. Helps you attain inner peace. It’s alot like pooping for me heh. Tingles the sphincter, either way.

Okay enough of that shit (literally). I wanted to write a blog post, this friday. But due to circumstances beyond my control and just… in trademark Kashif Jamal lazyness, I dwelled and dwelled until boredom kicked in. Blog-posts are never complete waise. Even when you’re done with them, you always have room for improvement. Because you always tend to miss out on a crucial thought. I dunno what I’m talking about heh but my delaying proved just that oddly, for me.

Okay so friday evening, myself and a mate we decided to play some football. We were playing after a gap of a week or two so we were really up for it. I have a crocked left knee so I’m not regular. Sucks major, sigh. Anyhow we left around 1730ish to give us a good hour to work with our football skills before it was sunset. I took a warmup run and joined my mates a little late. We were playing in a leetal 7-a-side field since we had not too many people to play in the big-ass field pfft. It was a decent game, I was getting into good positions but kept scuffing my shots either straight at the goalie or wide. I tried a few headers too, with the keeper making at least one blinding save. Soon after though, we had a flurry of people coming in asking us to slot them in, too. They were all sophomores and we were doing the team-sheets since we were the only seniors around. Looking at the situation at hand, we suggested that the game be moved to the bigger pitch, to accommodate everyone. Indifference followed. We duly moved into the larger ground.

While knocking it around and waiting for everyone to join us however, there was a wierd development in sight. All the juniors who had come around late and their mates who were ALREADY playing, stalled in the 7-a-side field. At first it seemed temporary, but soon it became clear that they, get this – after asking us to accommodate them into the team had kicked us off the field after we tried to accommodate them oO. I was quite upset and went to have a chat with the lads.

‘Yaar wo hamara match ho ra hai faculty ka’, ‘Yaar wo humai achi football khelni hai, colony walay bohat rough khelte hain’, ‘Yaar tum loag bhi idhar hi aajao’, ‘Hum chootiye hain, humain naee khelna tumhare saath’ were the common utterings that came out of that experience. Okay the last one is just something that I made up but you could actually feel them saying to you. Though despite the sheer outrage that I was in, I kept my cool and just asked them again to come and join us, put the offer on their table and walked away. To no avail though. We later accumulated just enough players to play our match while they, as I’ve already mentioned were already doing so.

Not too bad then. Everybody happy so why the fuck am I complaining, you ask me? Well, for once it showed alot about what our society is like nowadays. Weak, scared and just fucking unambitious if you will. What is remarkable is the fact that these guys, a few of whom I know REALLY well didn’t even have the will/courage to say that they’d actually play with us after WE had actually been generous enough to give them a chance to play with us in the first place. It’s like you ask someone to play with their toy and then you just keep it to yourself =/. It showed so much on so many fucking levels, on behalf of the guys. It showed how determined they are to not be out-done. They would even be happy to underachieve, if it meant so. It’s a baffling state of affairs and it is quite one which mirrors our current political and social society. Nobody is willing to stick their foot in and get something of the ball. If not the ball even a chunk of the man if you will, please? We need to get out of the shadows and need not work on our escapist approach to freedom. We NEED to fight the bigger/better cause. We NEED to stand up for ourselves. In this case, the guys were afraid of the bigger/more physically fit Pathans who come to play everyday. How fucking sissy can you be man? I mean seriously, you think that by playing against wussies, you’re gonna get anywhere? We all know that you only improve by putting yourself against better opposition(overkill on the football jackshyte sorry). Whatever happened to that? Do people even want to compete anymore? So MANY fucking questions hit me when this happened that it was like a fucking Hurricane Katrina had hit me in my head.

If you know me well enough though, you’d also know that I’m not too big on current affairs and political shyte. It’s something I need to work on, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t look at a situation empirically and see its flaws. This situation was HUGELY flawed and it took me down quite a few notches. These people are just like me, but they think so differently. WTF MAN! And it’s not that I’m a very ambitious person myself but seriously now, are people just THAT willing to erode their standards without giving what is rightfully theirs a decent fight? I am abhorred to think what the repercussions would be of this same youth, in years to come. We need to fix our attitudes. Just NEED to. No two ways about it.

^^ This was planned to be my blog-post on friday night. Then saturday night happened and it changed EVERYTHING.

Okay so every weekend, we friends play casual football on the street. It’s nice and frank also definitely lots of fun. Since it’s just us friends doing whatever we like however we like it there is alot of cursing, pushing, tugging and goals in-between. This saturday was different though. We had been CHALLENGED to a match by get this, the freshmen! I was bemused and quite in disbelief after my earlier experience. Yet I played my part. The lads were REALLY good (both teams) and there was a slight sense of fear in the play of both. But you could understand that since they didn’t want to create any panic between themselves and us given the seniority situation. It was HUGELY pleasant for me though in that I found the whole situation one that bred tremendous confidence and potentially showed that, say what we may, there will always be people around us who WILL have the courage to try and duely attain a higher ground.

We beat the kids but the result was just academic. The practical implications signal alot of good things and that’s what put a big fat grin on my face. After we’d finished the match, I went out on a round of handshakes with all the boys. Patted them on the back. They might not know what the handshaking and patting meant from my end but I feel that it’s important to at least make a gesture. Their gesture of CHALLENGING us pleased me in so many ways and also in light of the friday fiasco. With dire hope that appreciating such gestures could actually bring about a change, all of a sudden it’s not all doom and gloom.

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17 responses

18 04 2010
Big E

ok kashif… long ass rant there and cudnt focus thru the whole thing but….. “Hum chootiye hain, humain naee khelna tumhare saath”…..lolz! good one!

18 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

Haha Dhrooooov! Yaar seriously, pissed the shit outta me. Everyone just thinks ke doosra banda bas phuddu lagne ke liye hi betha hai.

Thanks for commenting bro! =D

18 04 2010
heh

You’re funneh. In a special kinda way.

Waisay I guess blogs are like art. Never complete. My blog posts are like your mom: they never come.

xD

18 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

Sanaaaaaa LOL that was amazing, your mom hahahaha. And haaaan art. I remember I used to be quite a good sketcher back in the day. Not creative much but could copy a drawing/diagram/dick down to the nitty-gritty details really swell. Chaapa maarna zindabad, Pakistan pa’indabad haha!

Thanks for za comment! ❤ =D

19 04 2010
CrazyLady

get laid.

19 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

Osheeeeeeen!

-_-

19 04 2010
CrazyLady

Though seriously I yam likes. I liked the motivation but not really waala post a lot too. So spiffin’ true.

19 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

=D

Thanks for liking eet haha. I was not expecting too many people to get it since I was relating it to football but still, thanks for the commentz yaawr! ❤

19 04 2010
CrazyLady

Tingles the sphincter. Khekhe.

19 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

^_^

19 04 2010
lahorikhaabay

(stolethesphinctertinglingfrommekthx)

I loved this actually. It is a kaafi motivational post and it somewhat brought back memories of me accepting challenges that seemed too big to handle in sports, academics ya kuch bhi. But I changed over time and got lazy and turned into a veggie. That’s kind of like Pakistan too. Making Pakistan itself was a challenge no one would have imagined taking on but we did it. Later, we turned into veggies hah. We have to work on that. No shit.

Incidentally, I resumed my work-out plans today. Allah help me.

20 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

Baast of luck with that then, motu heh. -_-

=D

20 04 2010
Mehreen Kasana

Damn. Big-ass rant you got there. Khair. Aur kisi baat se agree karoun ya na karoun, I totally have to second the bit on the attitude issues people here. They put people down a whole lot and it sucks major dick.

Loved the way you described your match there. Like I said: If you work just a little harder, you could end up as a famous sports columnist. 🙂

Much Love,
Kasana

20 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

WOOHOO THANKS MAN! YOUR COMMENT JUST MADE ME SO HAPPY! =D

/jizzes pants

20 04 2010
lahorikhaabay

Yeah. And my comment was just Dust in the Wind.

21 04 2010
Mehreen Kasana

The truth is always bitter.

21 04 2010
Kashif Jamal

Don’t worry Rizwan. Your comment is Killing Me Softly With His Song.

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