Life is a Baseball game; Just gotta play it

My friends usually question me as to why i refer 'life' as 'baseball' game!! Well, this post is my answer for that question. For instance, i go to DD Road for shopping, on a busy Sunday evening. I park my vehicle and wait for my friends. I am sitting on my vehicle and listening to a beautiful song on my n73 headset. I'm in front of the Reebok showroom beside which there is a footpath book stall. The book seller looks longingly at my phone. I see the craving in his eyes for a good living. I avoid his eyes and start playing Sudoku on my phone. STRIKE ONE . I get turned off for a moment. I start feeling why life is so unfair. By this time, my friends arrive and i happily start my shopping spree.

After shopping for an hour, we get tired and start drinking a can of coke. We roam around doing window shopping. A handicapped beggar comes in front of us. He is helplessly begging, merely to earn a living. Although i don't encourage begging, i feel handicapped people lack the strength to work by themselves and hence get into begging. STRIKE TWO. Again life has proved, how biased it is.

I finish my shopping and we excitedly discuss about our clothes and what other good stuff we missed because of less budget. We all decide to go to a restaurant for dinner and as i am nearing my vehicle i shoot a glance at the bookseller. He is busy selling his books and the handicapped beggar is doing his job. They all seem to have got adjusted to their daily routine. I decide to forget about them and get onto my vehicle. We all are merrily chatting as we ride and stop at a signal. Hundreds of people start walking on the zebra crossing. Some are walking hastily, some slowly; some are busy in selling before the signal runs out, but the one common thing i see in ALMOST everyone of them, is the dream in their eyes, to strive hard for wealth. I believe that money isn't everything but can i deny the fact that one cannot lead life with insufficient money? STRIKE THREE. I am so distrait in my thoughts that i don't even see the green signal. After a few of them honk horns at me, i come back to this world, forget everything again and move on.

Looking at all these instances, in just a few hours i realize I've so much with me to thank god for. I learnt that i shouldn't sink if life throws a fastball at me. Instead of getting strikeout, i should whack the ball hard and make it a home run (speaking in Baseball terms!!). I agree we are all incapable to help these people but at least we can make our lives worthwhile by recognizing the happiness around us and making the very best use of god's gifts.......