Skip to main content

So I'm one of them now?





Its ironical, innit?

I have to actually start *liking* football just when its over!
All this time, I swore at my football-crazy friends whose only reason of survival these days was "FIFA"...
I groaned with disappointment whenever I opened my Facebook account coz all that i was greeted with was results of the previous match and updates on the next one!

And suddenly, I host a finale viewing at my place, catch a glimpse of Villa, then Pique, and lastly Casillas and...BAM!!!!!!!!!!!
The next 2hrs I'm glued to my T.V. like I'm hypnotized. Albeit!
Anticipation! Excitement! Nervousness! Horror! Joy! Everything!

I don't think I can ever sit through the boring "cricket" again. :P
All you Spain-supporters, it's celebration time!

Waka Waka...this time for Iniesta! And for Villa. And Pique. And Casillas! And for Spain! 





Comments

sush said…
as i have said before... casillas is mine.. uski taraf buri nazar se mat dekho
Killer Drama said…
casillas was crying too much, felt like offering him my pepsi

i enjoyed the last world cup more..somehow. it was more magical
Anish Patel said…
how come you so late for world-cup!!! its over now...
you know, y'day I woke up all night for the match, match finished at 3 AM and then I have to catch the train at 5 so no meaning of sleeping for an hour and then 3 hours of sleep at train... and looooonnngggg day at office.. really long... I was planning to leave office at 7 but then production issue came n I m at office till 11.. aah..
but everything is worth for the match.. for the football....
Cricket... aah....I too lost the interest after IPLs....
Dreamcatcher said…
@sush: OMG gal......like i said, m not so intrstd in him.....m mor into villa n pique....

he's totally urs..:P :D
Dreamcatcher said…
@crazy diamond: d finale was my first ever match....don't know a thing abt d last world cup....
i toh loved dis one....
couldnt keep my eyes off the game for even a sec...
n casillas was totally overcum by joy.....their first worldcup...dat too under his captaincy...ne1 would cry yaar.....i loved his goalkeeping..he rocked it! especially at d time wen robbenw as headin towards d goal....i actually thot netherlands was gonna win dat time...phew!
Dreamcatcher said…
@anish: read my first line...ironical!

dis is so me.... dus ka dum 1 ke tym bhi i usd to say ke kitna bakwaas show hai..n i saw last ke 2 episodes n liked it...but too lte den...hehe

n i had slept at 4...next dat 7 baje exam thi...n i dint even go....got up at 9....just imagine!!!!! but dat test was 4 like 10mks, so no big loss...:P....aise bhi padhai nai ki thi...lol....

cricket toh is blah!!!!!!

:D
- Sugar Cube - said…
Yeah watching football is more fun than cricket.
Dreamcatcher said…
yeah...totally!!!!!!!!!

Popular posts from this blog

One moment please.

That relief you feel when you see their eyes stunned and their faces pained - even if for a second - that momentary relief! That is what makes us say hurting things, to be mean. That's what makes us want to scream and swear and make them cry. That relief that makes you feel that you don't have to bear it alone. It's eerily peaceful! That one short moment makes it less devastating. That you're not the only one with problems. You're not the only one fucked up. You are not the only depressed soul. You can  see the ghost of the laughter that still hasn't left their mouth before your outburst and it gives you hope, maybe even a little perspective. Suddenly, the world is a much bigger place and you're a barely-existent dot on that globe. You see the bigger picture. You see that there are much bigger problems. Problems that you would never, ever want to encounter. You see that the person standing in front of you - the person that you've just yelled at

25% of me!

I was tagged on someone's blog for the very first time in my life....feels so special, I can't express...just seeing your name and your creation etched there in the normal black ink...people who read this wouldn't even look twice...'oh, whatever, she's a blogger...she writes...big deal!' is what they'll say...but to me? It means so so much...getting appreciation for your creativity...feels ecstatic...I remember when I had got my very first blog follower...out of nowhere...I hadn't even followed any other blog at that time, I guess...he just came outta nowhere and read my stuff and liked it... blissful I felt...n now, this . Thankyou, Molly... Okk...moving on to the 25 things I do....hmmm.... This is a chain-game....I've been passed it to me by Molly...I just gotta write some random 25 things about me...and then tag 10 ppl....those whom I tag have to then write 25things about them and so on... So here goes, 1. I'm Jitika Jain. Unwillingl

A happy ending!

A blinding flash of light! A high-pitched shriek! Darkness! Funny how death is one thing which is strong enough to snap you out of reality! Yeah, I don’t say dream but reality.   Think about it! He lay there, wishing with all his will… if only he could have one chance at rewind! Or did he really want that? Did he want to live through all the pain and misery and bitterness again? Did he have the strength…or the guts? “Someone call the ambulance, he’s dying” he heard a terrified cry from somewhere to his right. That person must be really close for he could hear him (even in this pain) properly.  The rest was a blur of voices pounding through his head. He was dying. This is it! It’s finally over, the wait! He shuffled through all his memories to find that one particular face. A face that he had been trying very hard to push at the back of his mind, and if successful, absolute removal! But what does it matter now? And there it was, the image installed in his brain, paused at exactly