old house


This used to be the favourite hideout of my younger days, much much fitter and agile days I must say. 

 Field, outfield, pads, coach, technique, drive, gloves, tension, sweat, lots of sweat, passion, craziness. More importantly, it was my age of adrenaline.

After years, took a look at myself through the strokes of the young guns. Few minutes, but went back a long time ago.

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Flamboyance meets me, and I could be contagiously luring. It kind of comes off in my writing, as my stories of passion and indulgence unfold.

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