Mymusings

With the dazzle of Olympics slowly dimming away, I have finally found time to pen down my feelings. It was really a proud moment for me. Well, 7th August when Neeraj Chopra was throwing the javelin, I was sitting with my phone on one hand and my other fingers were literally crossed expressing so much of my anxiety as if I was playing the final games. Interestingly, Olympics worked like a strong magnet for me which stole away my online class breaks where I would be found busy checking the online dedicated blogs for the games.  I believe that this Olympics has cast a magical spell on me that has made me lose my mind in the charms of sports. I really laugh that the couch potato who not even likes moving a bit (being a bit hyperbolic here) has a feeling that sports run in her veins. This makes me somewhere admit that sports can be too addicting where people really vandalize stadiums and pass hate messages for some ethnical groups if their team loses. Sports can give an ordinary person ...