I still remember those childhood days, <br />We could not go where the big brother plays, <br />But we had our tiny little niche, <br />Around the balconies, where maids wash the dish, <br /> <br />Round the year was our football season, <br />Much cheaper than cricket was the reason, <br />Did not have the boots to play with, <br />Bare-foot or pain was no reason to quit, <br /> <br />We did have our own competition, <br />Apart from fun and the strenuous lessons, <br />World cup was too far, had no knowledge, <br />Affluent always had over us an edge, <br /> <br />86’ was the first world cup I watched, <br />WOW the number of goals than Maradona notched, <br />But this time Chennaites may not be as lucky, <br />CAS for signal carrier has made our fate shaky. <br /> <br />CAS: Is Conditional Access System for the Pay Channels, which many households do not have. <br /> <br />(June 7,2006)<br /><br />Amit Biswas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/969-football-and-world-cup/
