This is the autumn time in Netherlands and winter sporting has begun. I had a first skiing experience in my life and was awesome, terrible, thundering and cool (due to snow all around)!!
The game started with attempting to ramp up so that one can get onto conveyor belt (inclined) and reach a particular height. Well, hopelessness captured right from that moment as ramping up was not at all possible with skis always wanting you to ramp down two steps when you are one step up. I was the ruling democratic party and skis represented Left party and so I had to break the coalition to continue ruling. Every minute was being spent in 60 parts and almost after half an hour, I puffed on the belt! but with skis in hand...I climbed with shoes on (skis off) and then boarded the skis :).
When conveyor glided me to the top of the Everest (Madurodam (miniature) version of Everest), I was not ecstatic as there was no conveyor to revert you and the only way of reaching 0 degree inclination was skiing. I started my journey way back and there came a Dutch resting in the mid of the ski path. As a fresher, I never knew how to take a diversion and as usual in all facets of life , lack of skills toppled me down few degrees before I could control enough to recognize me half way of the slope. Well, toppling down again and again could have made me to reach 0 degree but short cuts always harm you. I followed the process, after all IT should be useful to you, controlled myself and did skiing to 0 degree successfully!
Its fun to topple down in snow and then shoving off snow. I was envy of little Dutch kids who used to ski so carelessly but skillfully which could be compared with parents in India castigating their kids for their obvious mischiefs (although scholars say that kids without mischiefs should be considered abnormal).
Anyways, somersault in snow was fun...thank God! no fractures detected till now but office colleagues must have definitely felt that we have done some hooliganism on weekend and beaten up by crowd...
