Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Maria O Maria



What to faith in? What to be sure of. Losing a religion, a belief is okay. But being unsure of what you see live on a TV channel or from stadium stands, is hard, if not impossible, living. For me, sports is that. When Maria Sharapova confessed to failing drug tests, it was news, like any news. And then the mestastasis. But Maria, with sufficient grace, has owned up; she did not fulminate, deny and all that muck. She accepts the forehand drive went over the lines. No need for a referral. And there wont be pall bearers for her; most of her promoters are jumping off. Reuters reports Swiss watchmaker TAG Heuer chopping ties with Maria Sharapova; Nike and Porsche are afraid being left alone; when somebody is down, owns up, wow, the rich land up for free punching bag sessions. Maria grunts irritated me; yet, liked the grunts as she tried to overwhelm Serena Williams; for me she is a tennis player, who became honest today. Wonder sports will be helped with legalising drugs. Maybe, an alternate Gita. A 2016, correct, E-society pushing hardest for success should not mind drugs; you cant be an achiever and not have drugs. For me the best lady ever played tennis is Martina Navaratilova and when she admitted to being a different sex, the world did not like it much. Now they are reconciled to her. Do not think we will see much of Maria; tennis is a player, set, match down. Then what do me do;  not watch sports on TV; read sports pages of newspapers; thats what me knows; thats all me life at 70. Only pray (to which god?) Usain Bolt is playing fair. He has been claiming a long distance from drugs. That's what cyclist Armstrong did, got me to buy his books, read him and write him, and ....made me and many fools. Maria gone, something still left. Because if Usain Bolt goes..... A Shankara Bhagavadpadar had Advaita; Tuka a Vittala; Kabir,a Ram; but a 70 year old me with nothing.... Living with doubts is stony, cannot work. Maria, you have done me in ..... Got up from bed to koyals and house sparrows...they were real. 

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