Taekwondo

I was quiet as I was quite impressed by his moves. He was a fair man making a fair game at a fair near my town. It was indeed a challenging fight. It was my first time watching a live fight while I lived in Jacobabad. . A small undeveloped town. But a master of Taekwondo martial arts lives here. 

Today was his power show of skills in this fair. I eye on this master while sitting at a wall bar where as he was eating a bar of chocolate just before his big match.I was  following him for the last 2 months without his knowledge. And today I hid myself in the left corner of his house when he left.

I was right in writing down all his moves step by step. As I used to practice them just like a knight in dark nights.And then one day I will be a Taekwondo too. My feet try to copy his heroic feat. But still there was something that was still missing in me. I ate my food at eight in the night and morning. I dare my dear life to starve in hunger all day long. I saw him sewing his clothes, so I sewed my clothes just to develop the fine motor skills of my fingers. I even left the delicious deserts in my house to practice taekwondo in deserts just to build myself.

I fight with the bats with a bat in caves. I have read a novel on taekwondo but still I am trying to find that one novel move which will make me the ultimate Taekwondo ever in this world.

But Today I would better minute those moves in my diary, but the master just made his opponent fall down within a minute. Before I could tie up my waist to concentrate on his moves he already made his opponent a waste. Master received the winner's tie with dignity. Master was receiving a chest full of million dollars with a proud big chest. Meanwhile I was finding the right letters in my mind just to write a letter to this master.

“Dear respected Master of Taekwondo,

I watch your fight while keeping a watch in my hand. Tears fall off my eyes as I see you tearing your opponent in seconds. Your moves sound good, but when I move my moves are just sounds. I want to be a Taekwondo. 

I hope to hear from you as I wait for you over here in this fair. I am that young 18 year old boy who brought you the chocolate bar before today's match.”

I put the letter on his clothes placed on a chair in the changing room. And now everyone was disposing, I was proposing to stay.

I heard a voice:

“ Love is an ideal thing, marriage is a real thing so If you want to gain something, you have to lose something.”

“Now speak but don’t speak without thinking. As what you will decide is going to be one small step for you, one giant leap for Taekwondo.”

I was flattered to see the Master himself talking with me.

“I have tried more than 100 times on my moves. I am willing to stretch my veins in pain, relaxing my soul in the spirit of taekwondo.”

Master was surveying me through utterly regal eyes. Whereas I was hiding the heavy pounding of my heart with a smile on my face.

Master makes a move of his hand as to come close, leave closely.   I choose to come close. 

“Many are called, but few are chosen.”

“If you could quarter this ring in a quarter of second only then you can become an ultimate taekwondo.”

I tried to pull the ring apart with my full strength. But my veins ran in vain in making it possible.

I was pulled off , Master pushed me apart after 1 hour of struggle. He just put the ring under his teeth and made a slight cut on the ring. And then under his feet with a strong powerful jump and then he pulled it apart with his hands.

“William Shakespeare said: 

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.”

“Force and power makes you a taekwondo, Intelligence and cognition makes you a master.”

It was my first step in my journey to become a master of taekwondo. This first step changed all my previous strategies. I was trying more than 100 times, failing more than 100 times. But never achieving anything. As I was moving, without a conscious plan in my moves. 

Finally I learned my first lesson today:

“If you aren’t fired with cognition and enthusiasm, you will be fired off, with cognition and enthusiasm.”

The master tapped me on my shoulder and gave me a quarter to buy a quarter piece of bread for him. It was surely a sign, an invisible sign on the invisible document of trust. I stood firm as a worker of a great firm. Making my way outside in the market with the weight of this quarter in my hand. Now, I brought one quarter piece of bread to won a heart.

The master gives me a stare as he climbs up the stairs. My heart felt whole while I fell in a hole. The plant of trust has grown, I groan in the hole. I eye with a watchful eye on the master without watching my steps. So I ended up playing a bass of hope in my mind, becoming a fresh sea bass in this hole of water.

I see a chance, in this sea of trouble to apply my new learning. I murmured.

“What did the fork say to the egg??  

I am going to beat you………”

I pin my socks, trouser and shirt together making a small circle followed by a rope of clothes.  And then I throw this circle outside on a tap of water. My rope was knocked and pinned fine with the tap as I stretched this rope. I stretched the rope pulling myself up and then making a taekwondo jump to jump out the hole.

By the time I came out, the Master made a gesture for bye, for today. 

I made a quiet smile over this quiet move. And then I rest for the rest of the day. I turned off the lights to rest on my light pillow that day.