My 22nd Post: Night Tournaments

I love sports and my game is football...that is my love....when ever and where ever I get a chance to play, I rarely miss it....its intoxicating for me....I just can't take my mind off it....even at times just to relax, I start juggling the ball, no worries if the clock strikes 2 for the night....The time I reach the field, I just want to conquer it all....the feeling to be on it is indescribable...that ain't only for me....the same would be in the heart of any true player of any sport....
Setting up matches and playing as a team is a lot of fun...mostly the matches are during the day lights under the stroke of the sun....the heat becomes harsh but the players bare it for the love of the game....the reason for evening matches is that the days are busy....everyone has to wake up early in order to attain their jobs or schools....so having no option in hand, they accept the torment of sun....

This month,Ramadan, in Pakistan, the players rarely sleep....the days are calm cause it is tough to suffer the load of the game in a fast....and the game must go on so at night, the streets are closed....the street lights brighten every single path that follows....as the traffic soothes down, players rule the streets which were once the territory of the cars....every single street here is covered by people...some are just the audience and others are among the rising stars of tomorrow.....
The night tournaments officially begin...one ends and the other starts....the streets go wild and it is just like some crowded stadium where people arrive from parts of the world....though it isn't on such a high level, but still the excitement and the enthusiasm is of the hook....on a same street, there would be a match of football going on and the other side you would see cricketers gathering in.....the sight is mesmerizing.....every player feels like a star while viewing the audience...it is just like a dream come true for a while...
I guess this all is cause of the sight of the moon....something crazy happens when the moon rises....as wolves start howling; players start craving for the tournaments.....there is an extra boost in the game at night....the confidence level due to some reason rises and it feels compulsory to be out on the field....
As I said, it is impossible to describe....no matter how much I try, still the edge remains rough....
Tc and do comment.... 

My 12th Post:Iftar

aww...honestly when the time for iftar comes, that's the expression by any Muslim who waited nearly whole day to get something down his/her throat....For anyone who is still unaware of the thing am talking about, let me just give them an intro.....
Among all of the months, there is a month in the Lunar calender named "Ramadan"....its a sacred month in which Muslims from any nation fast from dawn to the time the sky deepens in its blue colour....well it is compulsory to keep oneself clean both in thoughts and manners through out the year but in this month specially during the fast, it is obligatory for the faster to follow some rules.....these consist of doing good deeds, maintaining a distance from anything which Allah dislikes and most importantly, keeping the stomach away from both food and water.....
Fast starts with sehri and ends with iftar....iftar is the time when Muslims sit down in peace and wait for the azaan(call of prayers) of Maghrib....that is the time when we are allowed to open our fast and eat what we desire, keeping in mind that, that should be halal....
Some of the readers who are Muslims would disagree with the expression I used as they would say that they would go on with their fast and don't mind if iftari time was near or far....I disagree with all due respect....yes, we fast cause its an order by our Lord but if we don't feel the impact of a fast then it is just like a daily routine movement.....
When the time of iftar comes, in my view and experience that is the time when I really want to dig in....just imagine a table covered with delicious, mouth watering food items....still more to come but no space to keep them....you see the world of delight flashing before your eyes....specially in summers when you are fasting, it is really tough cause there is a desire for water every 5 minutes and at the time of iftar, there are jugs filled with beverages, perfectly chilled just waiting for you to pour in your glass....I mean its just like someone who went to cola shop after spending a week in desert.....trust me the picture in my eyes is really a dream come true.....
But at that very moment another thought hits my eye....I am going to munch down everything which is in front of me just in few minutes but what about the people who can't? there are people on streets who can't even afford a proper one time meal, who can't fill their stomach but still are trying to live....I am blessed with the riches masha-Allah which is why I can eat, but did I earn them? certainly I did cause Allah gave them to me...then the question arrives what can I give in return....what can someone give to someone who owns everything? there is nothing except being grateful and that is on of the biggest things to do....being grateful really helps in keeping the mind clean and pure....what if I was among the poor? but I am not so in return I can  say thank you to Allah and try to help His other creation which ain't that lucky like me....
well that is little something upon iftar and all and now I am going to show you what iftar is....check out the picture and do like and comment....Tc