I feel good writing a fun post every week. I think I am beginning to see the humorous side in all real life situations. This doesn't mean I am perpetually giggling but I tend to filter out the unpleasant incidents. Its my way of ensuring I always go to bed with sweet dreams ;-)
Last summer, Av & I enrolled for swimming classes. It was something we wanted to learn for a long time and we're queens of procrastination, so you get the picture. One of the instructors was my neighbour, Roopa Aunty. Av and I bought our swimsuits, goggles and caps. The classes were from 7 - 8 a.m. (Mon-Sat) - Groan! A brief history - To claim I am terrified of water is heights of understatement. The pool was big and the depth progressed from 4ft to 7ft , the deep end. On the first day, we were made to walk along the breadth of the shallow end blowing bubbles. The second day was floating. The third day was kicking. The fourth day was floating and kicking with a kick-board. Once you had mastered that, you were promoted to the deep end. Av took to swimming like fish to water. She was a water baby and she enjoyed the lessons. Ahem, yours truly would gape wide-eyed at everyone and move around a bit waiting to go home.
I missed the second week because my grandfather passed away. By the time I returned, Av was already swimming comfortably and I loathed the pool even more. I had no idea how she did it! She looked like she had been swimming all her life. Me - I had no recollection of kicking, floating whatsoever and was back to the basics in the shallow end. My fear increased and interest reduced. My leg muscles were made of iron - refused to budge. Sometime mid-week, I made some minute progress I guess , because I was sent to the deep end. Encouraged slightly, I performed better for the first couple of days because I only had to tackle half the breadth. Picture this - The instructor used to push us into the water. The moment my face hit the water, I would shut my eyes tightly, kick and dog-paddle to the edge frantically :-)
The next couple of weeks saw me toggle between hopeless and incorrigible! I used to have nightmares about drowning in the pool. I didn't give up on myself nor imagine that I would never learn. I believe in miracles - my biggest strength you see. I decided to continue the classes to the last day. Go down fighting. Why miss out on anything? There was one day when I somehow managed to do the breadth using the kick board. Soon after that, we had a race and I was positioned in the centre. Midway, the familiar fear surged and I stopped kicking and went down with my board. Av was at the other end cheering for me to float, kick, do something!! My teachers were shouting instructions from every corner. My mind was blank and finally one irate instructor Ayub Sir rescued me. After this episode, I went back to zero confidence state. I think pretty much everyone gave up on me.
Some more classes later, I learnt that my hand movement was better than my kicking. I propelled myself forward faster using my hand. There was a very patient instructor , Vinod Sir who gave me endless pep talk. He convinced me I could swim the breadth easily. I decided to try and I almost did it when a little girl who had also jumped in mid-way panicked and yanked me down to get herself up. THAT did it! It was the most frightening moment of my life. I swallowed litres of water and I could see water all around. However I didn't grudge that kid. I was just as bad :-D
One fine day I did it! I swam the breadth comfortably. There was no looking back after that. But it wasn't a miracle as I believed. Perseverance paid rich rewards! There were days when Av would help me discuss my fears and console me. She was always there though - Rock solid throughout cheering me every single time I tried :-) Eventually you learn that your fears have to be overcome by you alone. I still get scared in the deep end of the pool but I always remember my swimming classes and more so, the fact that fear is always a choice.
A toast to us Av :)
What say we'll do scuba diving or fencing next? ;-) -- How I wish , together.. !!
What say we'll do scuba diving or fencing next? ;-) -- How I wish , together.. !!
15 comments:
he he .. Nice read ..
and i'm still scared of water .. and thought of jumping into the pool make me scared..
hmmmm.. some day .. some day .. I shall try :)
'I feel good writing a fun post every week'
- We feel gud reading it too :)
Gonna read nw!
Really nice!
Perseverance does pay gr8 rewards :)
Lol. well, at least I'm mentioned:D Those swimming lessons were some of the most awesome times we've had. I am SO glad we did that. Let's go fencing. Once we master the art, maybe we will finally be able to dance:D I will never forget the sight of you when that kid dragged you down. Didn't know whether to jump in or die laughing! Something else to do when I visit - go swimming and then head up to Shanti Sagar and eat a yummy paper masala dosa with B'lore sambar:D Can't believe after 9 years of talking about it, we actually did learn.
Hey cute one... case with most, who are fear ful of water!!!.... but being in the pool is fun. :)
Neo - I'm gonna learn a memory charm soon to ensure you forget that! ;)
sonal - you should definitely. what is the worst that can happen - drown right? :D its painless.
swaram - thank you dear. let me wish you a happy anniversary here as well :)
inava - Evil person :):)
Yes yes fencing! well, good to see you hope to learn dancing :P oooh, i'll never forget the MTR Idli vada on the last day of classes.
Deepak - thanks !! how true-until you finally learn it, pool is a scary place :D
The minute I stop by your post, I inadvertently start giggling... Again a very good post and enjoyed reading every bit of it... Glad that you finally learnt swimming.. And Yes, most of our decisions and fears are by choice :D
Vidya - :D I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you.Do keep visiting my page, I promise to make you laugh ;) Yeah, those 2 months of swimming lessons will stay with me for life!!
ilike your sense of humor..you know how to put smile on my face..
theselfloveproject - thank you! thank you! :) keep smiling.
Hey i bet everyones swimming expirience is a tale to tell :)
But your is wonderfully written as well, especially the way its twisted from being funny to being introspective, compelling the reader to have an insight of own fears n fights against them, but still not loosing its lighter side.It gives a very strong message as well.
As i said before we are getting morals with the stories now :).
Urmil - you are absolutely right! everyone has a story to tell when it comes to swimming. whats yours? ;)
thanks a lot for the wonderful words.. :) btw, no moral stories here . it makes me feel 'old'. lot of time left for me to start doling out morals don't u think? hehe.. :D
hugs!
Very nice post Rohitha...enjoyed reading it:-)).
And u did great....u knw, a friend's husband had a similar experience....he is a very capable man in all aspects but he just could not master swimming quickly & he used to get so mad at himself...but like u he finally came thru after like some 3-4 months. His daughter who went with him was swimming like a pro within a month;-D. SO u can imagine how it made him feel;-D.
Swimming & self-defence have been in my 'want to do' list for a long time but....;-(
Reflections - Thanks Nancy, glad you liked it :) I must shake hands with your friends' husband. Know exactly what he must've been gone through.
As for you, they say its never too late..and it really never is! Go along with Naina & Nikita :)
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