FreeKick your Ass!!.

First there were feet and then there was football. For the weaker feet there are EA Sports and Foosball.
The strong are the footballers, not just their members. The players get "Life". They play life on condensed scale of ninety minutes.They are born, with the kickoff and dies really tired when the last whistle blows.Isn't that how life should be??//.
You get out there,play your heart out and then lay dead on  the ground with the assurance that, that all has been done and the last bit of vitality has been put to action.

Then there are those ups n downs which  runs parallel in both life and football ...
There are men, celebrating, after the goal, which might have asked for all the practice and games and time  they did on the green fields.
There are men missing opportunities and being cussed by the crowd...
The same men, after the ball clearing the keeper, jubilantly doing a back-flip and the crowd going mad, shouting their name... 
what they did now differently, was giving a touch to the ball with more heart and at a different angle...
Being booed at,  and having devotees, are all part of the game...


But then, what would be a goal in football, imply in life, if we agree upon this parallel thinking?
what can be seen in life, as parallel to a Free kick, they have in football ?
and Throw-ins ?.
Penalty shoot outs. what would penalty shoot-outs map onto in real life ?.


Hopefully, this appeal as an interesting line of thought for you, and you have some insights to scribble.
I've got some vague ideas such as, a Free kick in the football game, that is "your life", would mean your ass is getting kicked and you cannot do much about it. ;)
It's just an undeveloped, over the head view of the parallelism. 
Hope, you! my friend, can have more fun with this imagined parallelism.
Joga Bonito, Amigo  ;) .. hehe.

Decision and death.

Everyone in the powerplant were having another normal day, but  till lunch. Soon after lunch, most of them got messages in their inbox, which read,

"660 and HR side mat jaana aaj.. casualty k 

karan roits[sic] ho rahe hai waha.. janhit

me jari"

Riots!! .. some of them wanted to go and have their first look at it all. But guys from HR where sent over to the GETs' place to ask the GETs to stay back. Some went back to their normal afternoon routine of siesta and some to their preparations for future exams and interviews. 

Those loyal to the company ran for computers for an arcade tournament of Pocket Tanks.

Everybody wanted to know, what really happened with the plant HR head. There were rumours that he was targeted by the rioting workers, and that news was gladdening. The mutual mistrust and malevolence of the HR and the Techies is something archaic.

Later when the details came about, the picture got clearer. One Guy, a contract worker, fell from the top of ESP( that's Electro Static Precipitator for you) and died. He wasn't wearing any security equipments and that did his undoing. The guy was hastily taken to somewhere in an Ambulance.

And may be he died on his way.

As told by someone who claimed inside information, the victim had his entire family working in the power plant.

His Dad and others are working as contract employees, known always as workers to us. The family was not told of the unfortunate incident. And when they came to know about it, hell broke loose. All the workers joined forces and beat up those unfortunate engineers who where in the scene and pelted stones at some officials, burned an Ambulance.

That's all the source knew.

What really happened there cannot be corroborated, but we shall take a quick turn here and come to the core issue or the prime motive of this passage.

About the family. 

Being a worker in a power plant is not definitely some one's dream job. He climbs unseen heights, works on a platform 20 feet above projecting metal rods. He cleans ash powder off the ground and machines and put up with sub minimal living conditions in a labour colony.

But still, a Father has chosen to take his family there and work there. How difficult that decision might have come ? or could it have been easy for him to choose. ?

Imagine being put in a situation, where you are asked by life, to do something like this. 

There is no simple answers for this when we try play the role of this father.

Or did you find it really easy with the answers. ?

As the day aged beyond evening, meetings were seen happening with plant officials and Gujrat Police. Something must have been decided. The GETs were made to wait till 6 , because  if the bus is burned like the ambulance, it will make a much bigger fire.

Everything seemed to be quiet and calm in the plant, while the bus headed to the Township.

May the soul find peace. Lost is a chunk of the dreams and hopes of the family.