Apni to paathshaala, masti ki paathshaala

~ A few words on the long weekend on Labor Day spent at Orlando-Myakka-St Petersburg in Florida. You can check the snaps in the folder "Orlando-Myakka" posted here.

Throw in a 5-setter nerve-wracking tennis match, the opening show of an absolutely hilarious Hindi movie, an exhilarating Lezim dance in front of Lord Ganpati, an adventure fueled canoeing experience in the midst of rains & alligators, a soothing dip in the Gulf of Mexico at one of Florida's sunny beaches and... AND do you really need anything more in life?

Last Thursday evening was a treat for all Andre Agassi fans as he battled hard against Marcos Baghdatis (incidentally both are my favorites, but I wanted Agassi to win this one badly). Ever since my childhood, I have always admired the then flying maned, to the now bald-headed Andre for the sheer joy he brings to the game of tennis. Initially attracted by his flamboyance in the early 90s - the fluoroscent cycling shorts worn inside the denim shorts, the brash arrogance in the eyes & demeanour - how can anyone not play Wimbledon because they enforce a white-only clothing; and fast forward to the mature, calm n composed Agassi of today who takes the customary bows on all 4 sides of the court - he has indeed metamorphised big way, yet has retained the same fighting spirit, probably much more than before, that helps him beat all odds.

I still remember the Agassi poster from Sportstar that I put on the wall in my room, with the caption "Eyes on the ball", showing him focusing intently on a ball to be hit. It was precisely this dedication & intensity that he brought to his game that helped him dig deep when he plummeted to #141 in the world, to rebound back to winning the Slams and achieve the Numero Uno position. Unlike the highly efficient, almost machine-like Pete Sampras who won a record 14 slams, ended n number of years as the world's # 1 player, and who ended his career with a US Open Grandslam win over Andre - Pete's was indeed the "perfect" career; Agassi battled longer, went through the ups & downs, overcame physical pain & cortisone shots to remind us that he is after all, as human as you or me who has his own shares of failures as much as the successes - and for that, he becomes much more inspirational for me than anyone else.

To see him win over Baghdatis was a sheer pleasure, and the best thing for me was that the last match I saw him play was the one in which he won even though he was the underdog!

Friday night was the occasion for watching the latest Bollywood blockbuster "Lage Raho Munnabhai". For those of you who havent seen a Hindi movie in recent times, havent laughed your heart out, are dying to watch a simple movie that touches your heart, and need a desperate "jadoo ki jhappi" - this movie is highly recommended.

On Saturday, the Maharashtra Mandal at Orlando had organised a cultural evening as part of the Ganeshotsav celebrations at the Hindu temple in Orlando. A palkhi procession of Lord Ganpati interspersed with song & dance performances by children, women and the men dancing Lezim was the highlight of this cultural evening. This was followed by Ganesh pooja by all children who received the pooja thaali (a very good initiative to apprise the toddlers of our age-old traditions n customs by the old-aged), on the stage and the aarati. It was truly heartening to see the 150-200 odd Marathi people from all 3 "Kal, Aaj aur Kal" generations come together to celebrate one of the most beloved festivals, and even more satisfying for me n my friends who enjoyed the modaks in the prasad, and the dinner that followed.

Sunday took us to the Myakka River State Park , one of Florida's oldest and largest state parks which is located around 70 miles south of Tampa. The state park offers you to go camping, biking, hiking, fishing, canoeing/kayaking, bird watching, et al. Reaching the park in the midst of a heavy downpour, we had to wait for the rains to subside. This provided ample time to have a nice chat with John, one of the state park personnel, who rents out the canoes.
"Aww, so you guys wanna canoe?"
- Yeah, we want to canoe. Can you tell us how deep is the water here? (2 of us cant swim)
"Well, it aint that deep, its not more than 6-7 feet in the middle of the lake. (Thats more than enough considering that none of us is 6-foot plus)
- What about the alligators? Any particular care that we should take while canoeing? What if they come near us? (Extremely valid concerns considering that yours truly was the only person who had canoed before, that too just once)
"Yeah, we have quite a few alligators - you gonna see plenty of them. But we have never had any alligator attacks ever. Well, if you guys are gonna fish, just be careful - those guys just wait for you to catch a fish n then catch the one you have caught on your line, even before you can pull it out of the water. Also, even these guys are otherwise afraid of humans, please dont feed them - coz if you feed them, they lose that fear, and associate you with food."
- Well, that doesnt sound very encouraging. But yeah, we can give it a try. Suppose something happens in the middle of the river?
"Hope nothing happens - but if it does - just call 911." (Turned out later that there's no cell coverage on the river - curse T-Mobile & Cingular)

As soon as it stopped raining, armed with the life jackets, we rowed out on the canoe, our hearts filled with expectations - will we see the alligators, what will happen if the canoe overturns - and what followed was testimony to the Alchemist's wise words - "if you want something badly, the whole universe conspires to help you achieve it."
As soon as we reached the middle of the river, it started rained heavily, and our canoe rocked against the big waves; one of us actually holding onto both sides of the canoe hoping that it would help the canoe not being overturned. We finally managed to calm ourselves by rowing perpendicular to the waves and towards the shore, and then realising that the shore isnt the best place everytime - the mosquitoes or the ant-flies on the shore ensured that we got back into the water within moments of us touching land.

A new direction, a new enthusiasm, a new found confidence in our rowing abilities - call it whatever you may - but we bumped into (not literally) another canoe whose inhabitants (is that the right word) pointed us the way yonder where they claimed to have seen 3 alligators! That was enough for us to start pushing in the said direction, and boy! Within a minute or so, we laid our eyes on one of the first 10 or 12 alligators we saw that day!
"Hey, hey - look to the left.. there's an alli there...
arey baba.. right mein dekho... that one is bigger..."
and all this while... we were just heading into probably the biggest of them - HEAD ON! The lazy fellow just opened one of its eyes while we were 6-8 ft away, and peacefully slid into the water below - the excitement was such that we actually forgot to shoot him on our digicams. But that was indeed a very close encounter.
Our confidence levels had increased multifold, and we actually tried to follow one of the big alligators who was swimming at a decent pace, but finally had to give up - these creatures are lazy, but believe me - if they want, they can swim at a nice pace. Which doesnt give you much chances whether you can swim or not. ;-)

Getting out of the water for the final time, we went on a couple of nature trails & a bird trail - catching glimpses of the wild life in the state park. A pair of deer stared at us as intently as we looked at them, which surprised me; was expecting them to look and run away. Then there were the couple of eagles who were proudly displaying their wings and posing happily for all the state park visitors. The vultures perched atop the leafless tree-tops were quite a sight with their black silhouettes set against the white/grey sky. The pearl white storks looked more attractive while trying to catch some fish in the muddy waters; was in fact amazed to see how they can still remain so white despite all the darkness & muddiness all around them.

Labor day Monday was a day for relaxation - a day reserved for the soothing waters of the Gulf of Mexico. Had never been to the beach at St Petersburg, and though it isnt exactly one of the best beaches I have ever been to, it was a decent place. The water increases in depth with the distance, and 50 metres from land, the depth reduces again to only waist-high - so you can swim your way there, and then stand in the water again. I did this exercise a couple of times by swimming back n forth, and then just stayed in the water close to the land, chatting with friends, and trying to absorb the refreshing sea breeze as much as I could.

Today, a week later, the long Labor Day weekend now appears quite short, and not long enough. Feel like wanting a little more of everything - a little more adventure, a few more rain drops, a few more alligators, a little more of canoeing, a few more 5-set tennis matches (sans Agassi tho' now), a little more of Munna bhai & Circuit, a few more miles of drive, a little more of the sea breeze, a few more swims, a few more steps of Lezim, a few more modaks - kya karein, yeh dil basically maange more!

But then, I know... I dont have to wait long.... there will be quite a few more coming my way soon, considering that
Apni to paathshaala, masti ki paathshaala!