A nostalgic journey....

In the eve of spring I found myself sitting around in the park. Innocent kids were playing around and looked as though they were having the time of their lives. The whole place had a strange feeling in the atmosphere. A feeling of happiness and belonging. But I could not resist the feeling of jealousy and hate. Those kids were playing around and enjoying themselves without a sense of how the real world feels like. What do they know about the real world anyway? They have had been concealed and shielded in their own perfect world without even the having a reflection for the others out there. As those self-centered thoughts ran through my mind I made my way out of the not wanting to look at others being happy.

Slowly gray clouds had filled the skies and small drops of rain had started falling from the sky. As I made marched my way through the ‘Moscow’ rain I began to have an all too familiar feeling of nostalgia. The very streets I was walking on reminded me of how badly I screwed up. The streets were empty and I had nothing bad my own mistakes staring back at me. Somewhere along the way I had somehow lost my way. But not knowing the reason I lost my way was a greater tragedy. My belief for ‘fending for yourself’ had gotten the best of me. As my arms and legs grew stronger my heart had caved in. I no longer had friends. No purpose. No reason to go back home. No one to point at and say ‘hey you’.

Nothing but regret rained down on me as I made my way. The walls had already come down on me. They say there are lots of ways to change and make a life. All at once. Or one day at a time. It seems that I had failed miserably at both.

The shift in power's....

Its final. The deal is done and its all over the media. The golden boy is off to Spain for a record breaking 80 million pound transfer fee. Its not like it was a big surprise. Real Madrid has always been known to attract big named players. Bt the fact is at this moment in time Madrid is not even at a close level to man united is.. Its suicidal to leave. There is no arguing the fact that Madrid once was in a league of its own. But times have changed.. They are no longer the feared giants despite of all their wealth. Madrid is not what it was a decade ago.

On the other hand clubs like man united has grown stronger. As others grew weaker. They have successfully established themselves as a force to be reckoned with. The club has reached feet’s that no one imagined. Opponents are left to just stand and wonder in “AAWW” when working down the tunnels of the theatre of dreams. They legion of fans for the team and manager is unequal.
Throughout history this team has had a black knight that gives them that edge over the others. Who ever wears the number 7 jersey turns out to be their lucky talisman. George best to Bryan Robson. David Beckham regenerated as Ronaldo.

Several reasons may have led to his departure. Ronaldo has won every silver wear there is to win with Man united. He has nothing else in England for him. Or perhaps its because of the fact that he wants to join and lead the revival of another giant. What player wouldn’t want that glory. The thought would have surely crossed his mind. Real Madrid’s newly appointed president has already set his master plan in motion. This is the same person who was capable of putting the “Galacticos” together. And his mind is now set in introducing even a better team. To do that he has recruited Kaka himself. The question is will it work. Will this be another fairy tale. Or will it all fall down and crumble. It’s suicidal to put two Aces in one team. Usually ending in the demise of the players career and rarely works.

People can go on say that Man united doesn’t need Ronaldo. But the fact is no time in history can this be put in an easy context. When was the last time anyone said ‘hey..we let the best player in the world go..and it made us stronger..’ It’s simply preposterous….