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Chapter 9 Enthusiasm :It's A Powerbank Of Life

Chapter 9

Enthusiasm: It’s A Powerbank Of Your Life

Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Samuel Ullman 

Enthusiasm was at its peak. The chill winters were here and Piu was well dressed with thick jackets and slacks to fight the cold wind.

Piu being a great daughter and an excellent sports person woke up with a single call of her mother, took a quick hot water bath and was out within minutes.

She shivered as she moved out of the wash room.

Shruti immediately finished her meditation and rushed to attend her shivering baby. She wrapped her with a furry towel and smiled at her baby who was feeling cold and to warm her she could do anything. She hugged her tight and quickly worked with her inners and skin suit cuddling her in her arms and finally finishing with the warm clothes for her forgetting her own in the room.

Observing the venue of race, Shruti patiently waited for the race to begin. Being early morning the road was already vacant and was sealed too with special permissions from the traffic department for the race.

The start lines were marked with white and red. Ropes were tied on the up side of the road where kids would race and the down side of the road was busy with skaters, their coaches and parents who were either coaching, doting or counseling the participants.

Shruti carefully observed the two feet divider of the road. She remembered the last road race when all the parents and coaches would stand on this narrow space to cheer the participants.

Shruti’s group too had taken the allotted position. Head coach Sabu sir being absent was replaced by Irfan sir, his brother and Amit sir whom Sabu sir claims to be very efficient and highly professionally skilled for the sport. So Amit sir would be standing at the Start line to make sure all his studentsare positioned perfectly, Irfan sir would be at the turns ready for his players and cheer them during the turns which is a very skeptical stage as most of the skaters trip or fall while turning. So if heaven’s forbid any of the player falls, he’s there for the mental support.

Other parents who had escorted their children divided their positions respectively.

Shruti was left free to decide where she wanted to stand and cheer.

 Simi being the best in the group everybody was determined to cheer Simi, for Piu having lost in other two races there was hardly any chance that she’d be able to make it so it was only a participating experience.

Shruti was fine with it. Haven't Govind already admitted that ’this is only a picnic so try to enjoy’

Piu had already taken couple of rounds on the empty street completely warmed up and her jacket now rested on Shruti’s elbow.

Shruti rubbed her palms trying to get some heat.

Was it the cold weather or the nervousness she couldn't decipher?

 But when her baby was without any warm clothes only in a pair of thin skin suit how can she wrap that warm scarf around her.

She waited on the mid of the road which was crowded with parents and friends of all the participants, each cheering for their child. So Shruti too felt the euphoria to cheer for her girl.

“Your turn to read now Shruti” told her history teacher and she obediently stood and started to read.

This was the way the teachers in Shruti’s school would explain any chapter. Random students would read topics from the available text they are working on and step by step teacher would explain.