Sunday, July 22, 2018
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
BOMBS
I used to think bombs caused widespread damage. I thought
all bombs were somewhat like the atom bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
My only real experience with bombs was during my stay in Africa. There was a
border conflict and sometimes aircraft would fly across the border and drop
bombs. We would hear a loud sound and then see smoke rising from a distant
place. I then realized that the usual bombs have an affect only on a limited
area where the bomb falls. Moreover bombs are expensive. Most countries cannot
afford to drop hundreds of bombs. They usually have only a small number of
fighter aircraft which are also very expensive. Bombs are dropped on selected
targets so that they are not wasted. Targets are carefully chosen to avoid
civilians and property owned by friendly countries.
When the border conflict escalated into an all-out war I had
to think of leaving and was staying at a hotel in the capital. One day I
noticed an aircraft circling at high altitude. It was trying to avoid the
anti-aircraft guns on the ground. Soon it flew down dropped a bomb and flew
back up again. We heard a loud sound and saw smoke rising up. I did not know
where the bomb fell. Most people thought the airport was bombed. I was worried
because that would affect my plan to leave the country. I listened to the news
and came to know that it was indeed the airport that was bombed. There were two
sections at the airport. They had bombed the section used by the air force. The
commercial section was not affected. They avoided the commercial section
because there are airlines from several countries operating there and those
countries may respond. I could fly out within a few days.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
CARRYING A TABLE
My colleague who was staying nearby asked me if I would help him carry a table. I said 'of course' and followed him. I noticed he was walking hurriedly towards the table. He stood on one side of the table and was smiling. It was the less heavy side. So I had to carry the heavier side which had the drawers. I then realized why he was hurrying towards the table. I helped him carry the table. He thought he outsmarted me but I understood what kind of person he was.
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
MY LAST FOOTBALL GAME
We were at a picnic when some of my friends decided to play
a game of football. I have played football regularly as a child but never as an
adult and thought I would give it a try. Most of them were young, in their
twenties or thirties. Some were in their forties. I was the only one in my
fifties. I could not run around like them so I decided to play a defenders
role. Soon I was coming under attack because I was trying to stop them from
scoring a goal. Some of them collided with me. At other times I got kicked in
my leg. After the game I was aching all over. My legs hurt too. Later I saw
some swelling in my leg. It must have been the spot where I got kicked. The
pain and swelling lasted a few days. I then realised football is a very rough
game and decided never to play it again. I thought about my childhood days when
I played football regularly during the holidays at a school field nearby. Never
once did I get hurt. Maybe, children’s kicks are not so powerful.
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