India's Loss of Olympic Boxing Gold

India’s Loss of Olympic Boxing Gold

More often than rare, childhood enmity blossoms into a wonderful and ever lasting relationship with age. Devdas and Paro who could not stand each other in their childhood grew up to be immortal lovers and so many other fairytales.

With the trouble picker “Dipu” and the bully “Sonu” this was not to be. This was a different script and yet again “Truth is always stranger than fiction.

Dipu could have been best described in his childhood as a trouble loving monster that was more than eager to pick up a fight at the drop of a hat and teach the big bad world a lesson befitting enough.

Sonu, on the other hand was a bully but with a good heart somewhere hidden in the huge chunk of fat in his overweight but handsome frame.

While both these bitter archrivals were ever sharing the same space be it on the playground, class room or the aluminium can that Gobindo’Da used to drive, many in NJMC Khardah would be seriously worried.

Sharmaji and Rai Saheb tried their best to encourage bilateral talks between these two archrivals. While Sharmaji used to comfort Rai Saheb saying, “Rai Saheb beat up this Sonu, he is an idiot..., never studies and so on....”, Rai Saheb used to match it with an equally enthusiastic criticism of his son, “Arrey Sharmaji it is not like that! Sonu is intelligent. This Dipu is a problem, picks up fight with everybody, hardly studies, you whoop him up....”.

Sharmaji and Rai Saheb were sensible and matured parents unlike those of today’s who would pick up a fight between themselves if the next door neighbour scolded their child for making too much of noise in the afternoon.

As these two handsome but fearsome archrivals grew up, maturity seemed to take over them (sooner upon Sonu than Dipu). But unlike Paro and Devdas this could not culminate into a happily- lived-ever-after Bollywood romantic saga. And here came in the greatest loss of India in the field of sports.

While Dipu was remarkably fast with lightning quick jabs in a hand to hand fight, Sonu always had the huge mass on his side. Nobody was sure that if this Rajasthani Brahmin giant would have decided to grab anybody into his arms, the orthopaedics in Belle Vue Clinic Kolkata would have made good money for the rest of the year.

Had anyone of these two monsters popped out into the world as a girl child India could have its own Muhammad Ali. The offspring popping out of the union of these two monsters (one must have been a girl) would have been a wonderful example of genetic engineering and would inherit from the DNA of his notorious parents both mass and velocity, where

Huge Mass * Huge Velocity =Huge Rate of Momentum = Huge Muhammad Ali

India would have had its first gold medal in Olympics Boxing and its first heavyweight undisputed, undefeated boxing champion.

Comments

  1. Nice to see u Dipak blogging :) But your "About me" is quite confusing to me :P ..

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  2. hmmm pretty nice blog as exfpected :)) bt ye sonu ji ke upar thodi roshni dalein ?? ye character teri life mein kab aaya ? u nvr talked of him ?? presumingly this is a leaf outta ur autobiography :) ........... nice writing man ...... n I too wud hav loved to c a BIG ALI :))

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  3. Sajal its the same guy I talked about when we were sledging each other on the field in Belgium and then embraced each other after the match deciding what to eat and cook ..ofcourse the only guy we feared Khader Bhai was also around...

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