Chapter 7: Home[2]
He wash his hand and to eat the pakora.
After eating he went to his room to take rest.
As soon as lay down on him, today's playing load make me fall sleep in seconds.
He wake by 8' o clock..he walk to the living room , he saw his father watching tv sitting there and smoking cigarettes.
He didn't didn't distributed his father and he directly went to bathroom to wash his face.
Then he went back to his room for study and to complete his homework.
He has been studying and doing his homework for an hour in his room.
Then he heard his mother voice.
" All of you grather and wash your hand.... dinner is ready to serve."
Afterwards the four of them took their dinner on mats placed over the floor of their small living room. In the corner was a small, boxy television which was showing the news.
His father Umesh Roi was home because he was an accounts clerk in a government office and his face was equal parts the silent tiredness of a man who had to work many hours without getting much money.
He is a good man and wanted Raghav to be the quiet of a desk and a pension, which was his dream.( A.k.a : Government Job, good salary and get pension after retiring)
"How was school, son?" Umesh asked his usual opening question.
" Everything is going well...father "I said.
He knew this his the opportunity and timing to tell his father, the decision that he made by the experience it today in the gully cricket that he want to take the Cricketing as his life career.
He took a deep breath and started his the discussion.
"Father... next month the school will be helding a selection trial for the students those are interested in cricket to be part in with the school cricket teams."
Umesh was nodding, and torn off a piece of roti dipping it into bowl of dal and eat it. "That's nice ... .Sports are good because they help you be healthy.
His statement is like he taking about a hobby,like he talk about his stamp collection hoby...and cricket as a career is significant to growth and like he means it is not to existence career.
"I would like to be selected in school team this time", Raghav insisted, but his voice was stronger than one which a 12-year-old should to have.
Then he make a serious expression like his life is depend on in and said."I want to take it seriously."
No one responded but Priya smiled to herself like she got an idea of something.
"Seriously? You mean to skip tuition to have more practice?"
"Priya eat your food quitely ", said their mother reprovingly.
Umesh ceased to eat and stared at Raghav with a keen analytical eye.
It was the expression he said when hollowing his books. "What do you mean by saying 'seriously'?"
In this instance it was the moment he wished he was to ask whether it was really true, what he wished, thus this moment will be the juncture of his life.
"I would like to attend an academy....A nice one... the one by the university premises. They possess net-sacks, leather balls, trainers..."
The air in the room grew heavy because Cricket academies are also expensive...we have pay monthly fees, pay for equipment, pay for travel. Money consumed process practicaly on rich kid join the academy and there budget is not much that they can afford to send Raghav to the Academy.
This very question had been quietly and yet decisively suppressed in his primeval life in Raghav but he want to put forward this issue so he can put out his decision slowly.
"Focus on your studies, son. Cricket will not pay you to have enough food for future."
His father lose his patient, but now he said the harsh reality of that his family is in .
"Those places are expensive. And your studies are more significant. You have your exams coming up. The most important thing to have is a good education. Sports are… for fun."
"But father.., Sachin Tendulkar…" Raghav began the stated a debate like a cricket fan boys in India.
"And there is only one Sachin Tendulkar," his father interrupted him, with not unkindness, but absoluteness.
"There are millions of boys who dream, and then they wake up and have to find a job."
What I mean that everyone want to be like him but I would like you to have secure a future, beta... Cricket career is like gambling you might have full career or be an unknown in this career
."
( AN: Beta refer to Son in India)
These were the same ideal lines of his past, and they hurt just as much now as they had hurt then.
But not he his not same raghav who only play cricket has hobby because he didn't have potential growth at that time but now have things is changed he has a system to help him progress without any block.
And he knows how famous and profitable the cricket star in the future.
The have millions of income but with his future knowledge he can turn his millions of income to Billions ...maybe I can become next Ambani or like Dubai sherk.
His father response didn't demotivate him . The 42 years oldself within him realized, the fear of his father, his practicality of life due to the struggle in finance.
A childish argument could not bring him victory. He had to show them. He also needed to demonstrate that his commitment was not a child fantasy or young age unmature demand.
He didn't press this matter further as he ate his dinner quitely together but another side of himself also believed that his father was right.
He could not simply demand that they would invest or support in his dream and first thing he have to show his parents his efforts and eagerness to be a cricket.
Then, later at night, as he lay in his little bed, and heard his family also went to slep as they trun off their room light, the sound of them going to sleep pervading the thin walls, he shut his eyes and said to himself,
'System'.
Then the Transparent blue pannel screen appears right before his eyes.
[Host: Raghav Roi]
[Age: 12]
[Stamina: 15]
[Strength: 12 ]
[Batting Technique: 11]
[Bowling Skill: 5]
[Fielding: 8]
[Cricket IQ: 25 ]
[System Points (SP): 5]
The stats were still ridiculously low with this stats we will not get selected in the team. He was aware that there was no better way of improving than entering an academy.
The door was closed, however, at the moment. He had to find another way.
He was forced to establish a root that even the common sense of his father could not oppose. He needed to get stronger not only strong but it should done fast...no faster.
The system post a quest as if it was reading his thoughts, a well-pleasing sound in his mind.
Ding~
[Hosts have proven to have a great desire to get strong in order to establish a base of future development. A new chain quest has been posted.]
[New Mission: Building up the foundation of a Champion.]
[Purpose: *************]
(To be Continue)