How I celebrated....

I hope you remember the question "How do you celebrate?.."
I think now i know how i do..

 I also hope that you remember about the significance of attitude in swimming. As you all know, attitude is not an SPST (single pole single throw) switch, which can switch on the circuit named "success".
Success is a treasure that is found by cracking the locks using a combination of attitudes. Take it from someone who again failed miserably to swim much better even by changing my attitude.
When i did my next freestyle, i again drowned, as "pride" filled my synapses which even made me forget the simple breathing techniques... I felt like a looser.
Hard work is that part of man which push him forward to forget his failures and motivates to achieve the target. Just like you, i too had it.. I tried and tried.
I appreciate my coach's motivation that helped to push myself inch by inch to the finish line.. Each time i try to give up, i can hear her voice asking me to retain the kicks, pull my arm one more time.
Today, was a bit different. she was standing on the other end of pool. I took my leap from the deep area. I was gliding for a few feet, breathing out through my nose, i could feel my right arm taking a stroke, soon followed by the left arm
all involuntarily. I was running out of breath. while the right arm rowed just before plunging into water, i took my first breath, and pushed myself forward.
I cleared the deep area, now i could feel my legs bearing strain, i was running out of breath. I used to give up usually at this point. i f i gave up, that would be the greatest disappointment to my coach.
I could feel her mind yelling out to push a little bit forward, urging me to meet the finish line. I couldn't give up. My shoulders ached, arms got tired, but i didn't stop.
i don't know how many times i took breath and rowed with my arms just before i touched the wall of pool.... I just made it. I swam on a full stretch. I yelled out, gave a hi five to my coach who was now fist pumping.
I just turned around to share my victory. But the pool was empty.I could hear a clap from mthe balcony. It was someone's guardian who came to pick his son or daughter. I gave a salute to him, and smiled with utmost joy.
I could hear Christina Corrs playing "Toss the feathers", and my mind was dancing to the tune.....


...."Ten rupees, sir"...
"What? What did you say just now?.."
"Ten rupees sir, for the chocolate." Now i was standing in front of the shop's counter with a 5 star in my hand, and recollecting today's swimming episode. I checked my wallet and gave him two five rupees coins.
I held my chocolate in my left hand and started my bike. I thought to tear the wrapper before starting my bike, but thought that it would be more fun to open it while riding. I did, and took a bite. With my left hand occupied by a chocolate, i shifted my gear without applying clutch.
I took a left turn, rode it through a gutter, shifting my gear down. The bike slowed down. i refused to give throttle, and was thinking about taking a very slow ride. I saw a red Alto parked in the bay on my left side much ahead of me. He looked out of his window, and by the time i reached near his car, he took a sudden right turn.....
I could feel my jeans rub against the front bumper, while i lifted my left leg, to make sure that it didn't hit my leg. I could feel a shock all the way through my body. I could literally taste adrenaline in my tongue, and its smell in my nostrils. While i slowed down my vehicle, i looked backwards, and i could see people scolding and shouting at the car driver.
I just looked at him for a while.. A plain numbed look... I could feel my right hand touching my forehead and shoulders making a sign of Cross...In the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy spirit.. I looked at the heaven above.. I started off again...

While i took the next bite, a scooter sounded a horn. "Man, what happened just now?." The lady who was riding the scooter asked me. Young of course. And to my greatest surprise, i found a chocolate inn her left hand, half bitten.
" I could have been killed by now. Almost avoided an accident." "Lucky you". She replied loudly, struggling to let me hear despite of the disturbance caused by wind during riding. "Yeah!.. really..."
I lifted my left arm, showing my chocolate to her. "To life".. "What?..She didn't get it. "A small celebration"..I said " To life..."  "oh!.. thats great!!,,.. to life".. And we took bites on our bar together.  She took a right turn, and i took a left turn..

"Man, what happened just now?.."  I was awaken from a day dream...

It was not that young lady, instead a man on scooter, I looked to his left hand. He didn't hold a chocolate. Who was she then?...
"Man, what happened?. are you alright?..."
"Yaeh! i am fine thank you. Just escaped from meeting with an accident... i m okey.."..

So who was the lady?.. Well, the movie "Inception" gave me a term. It was not hallucination, but it was something what we (they) call "projection" of thought. May be thats the way i want to celebrate. By a simple hi five, a cheer, and may be sharing the sweetness with that lady on scooter. I doubt whether she looked like "the girl in white frock"...