My Grand Slam

Oh my! What to say about the grand slam. Surely it’s a kind of sojourn, a drop of water on a barren land. Wimbledon has awakened all the energies in me. the hustle bustle on the soil of England, the cascading excitement on the grass courts can easily be felt bumping in the nerves. Truly said, “Tennis is a game of nerves”. The atmosphere is well created, peppered with the classic advertisements of rolex and IBX (don’t know what it is).the players, when they descends on the court, they don’t look less than the warriors. Serious faces with full concentration and determination. The best example is of our Federer and than comes Nadal.He is gonna be a real threat to our Federer…Don’t worry, I hv been watching their performances..Federer is still invincible. But my favorite is Leyton Hewitt. He is spectacular when he is on court!. On the other hand girls’ matches are also going great. Right now Top seeded Ivanovich is the possible threat to our sweetheart Sharapova. Our another sweetheart Serena Williams is also there fighting hard whereas our Indian sweetheart’s (sania mirza) performance is full of blunders. Papa’s observation is right, she has her limititations.
                        Now, I m shifting the focus of  my camera’s lens on the happenings of my home and neighborhood. Mum is busy racing around, doing multitasking whereas me and papa r tired of doing even single tasking and that is watching T.V. we both r having blast, watching Tennis, feeling their enthusiasm. We try and do a lot of things inspired by their awesome performances but that enthusiasm dies on our couches. But few sparks fly from the extinguished hearth and succeeds to inspire my mum, who gives a proper expression by finishing up all the work on time, while we stare our players and mum with awe like an obedient spectator.
                     One of my viewers or readers Mrs. Premlata Sharma is booing my work. According to her, I have exaggerated a lot abt her husband. So, I apologize, my father do a lot of work but the lens of my camera fails to catch him doing working as most of the time it is out of work (sleeping). Now let’s come to other updates. JHA’S PARIVAR. bulbul aunty is busy doing NOTHING. jha uncle like an obedient husband helping his wife doing nothing. minaxi, their daughter is now an another aunty and rahul, their son(let’s leave it)
                  The real charisma of my life is brought up by Poornima di. Her house is a blissful place and the people in her house are full of energy embedded with undying faith and confidence in them. The sweetest place is their kitchen. The room, where I learn music and the kitchen has a common window. So while practicing I get chances to taste the delicious Indian cuisines. The kitchen has the feel of RK Narayan’s picturisation. Its too much Indian. I love it.
                           Oh ah. now I m tired. The film roll is also finished. I have to leave, but u don’t forget to give your feedback here. this is Shweta sharma .Signing off. good bye n take care.