For the first time ever i went bowling! Yes I’ve never bowled a single ball in my entire life. Guilty! I didn’t know it could be so much fun. I was jumping like a maniac every time i hit a single pin. Which… was not very often. See i blame it all on the potato wedges. If i hadn’t been eating them in between every throw, i wouldn’t have oily fingers and would have had a better grip on the ball (and not dropped it on my foot almost. Almost.)
First of i wasn’t even sure that i would be able to lift the ball. Those who know me or have seen me would definitely agree. So i wasn’t really up for the plan and would have preferred strolling on the beach or something. But Friday evening + rain + boredom + crowded shopping malls + boredom.. again, made me think that it wasn’t such a bad idea. As i said I’ve never been to a bowling alley in India, so i don’t have much to compare here, but this one just blew my mind! It was the biggest I’ve ever seen. For some reason, the weird dim blue lighting was what convinced me that this was a great plan.Go figure!
I was tempted to use the little stand+slide like thingy that all the little kids were using to bowl. And it struck me a second late that there were 5yr olds and 10yr olds bowling, pushing, and some of them also sliding along with ball, but doing it! So there i was, picking up the ball, looking around at everyone, and then aiming perfectly straight and whoosh! Down the gutter it goes (i was calling it that, before i realised that was what its called!). Second attempt is not so bad. I knock down one or two and everyone is cheering me madly (or so i imagine). The third time, its a perfect strike!!! I do a little jig and look back with a triumphant smile…. to find no one there. Great. Buying potato wedges is more important right now than my trophy-winning throws. When they are back, obviously no one believes me when i say ‘all fell down’ and am made to prove it again. Only problem, it doesn’t happen. Am down in the gutter again! A few more attempts, trying to spin and swing my arm like a pro, before i decide its not doing me any good. We were playing for points and frankly, between stuffing my mouth with potato wedges and all those fancy arm swings, i was wayyyyy behind.
Going for my oh-so-perfect! strike
In the second game, i picked my pace. Yes, miracles happen! And for me happened in the form a red ball, which was the only ball comfortable in weight and was responsible for all my wonderful strikes. So each time i would wait for the red ball to come up and grab it before anyone else could. Must have been obvious coz the next time someone else picked it and tried. Works only for me though! Ha!
Two hours passed too quickly. I dint win but i got a pretty decent score (I have proof). So I’ve decided. Until am sick of it, am going to go bowling every day. Well not every day, but…. you get the point.
Gaming arcades are always fun. For some reason i love all those car racing games, air hockey and the likes of it. I better not enter a casino anytime soon! Not until am filthy rich anyway!
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