Matki Phod
Today we had a matki phod competition, being the most agile (that’s an assumption I am making) guy in the block I was chosen to break the matki. Well I had never done such a thing in my whole life before, so this was going to be one of those ‘there is always a first time’ experience.
…..It was all madness, people pouring water from the roofs, me shivering in the cold and the two teams fighting over the specifics of the foul I had committed……..
The game plan was not flawless and there were these doubts about how would I carry the stone to the top, or how the person supporting me would be supported and so on. This was after a number of practice sessions, and a couple of crazy falls into poodles of slush.
By the time it was our turn I was in a state of stupid stupor. Yelling war cries to get a feeling of reality, I started off in confusion. I don’t remember what happened after that except for the fact that there was a loud roar from the audience just as I hit the matki which I vaguely recollect as not being one of applause. Apparently I had not broken the stupid matki in the first hit, so I tried to hit it again but the matki was broken.
What happened?
By the time I got up after descending with a fall, I realized that I had broken the rule that you can’t hit the prize before both your legs are resting on the shoulders of the lower level of the pyramid.
But what exactly happened?
The theories ranged from psychological—‘nervousness getting the better of me’, technical—‘the slippery clay and the pouring water played the culprit’ to time motion ones—‘the delay in forming the base of pyramid caused an unnecessary haste towards the end’.
By the way after much negotiation we were not disqualified but penalized an extra 5 seconds. We ended up as the fourth team and a possible third had I not fouled.
The event has reinforced my resolve of committing all the mistakes I possibly can while at IIMB.
…..It was all madness, people pouring water from the roofs, me shivering in the cold and the two teams fighting over the specifics of the foul I had committed……..
The game plan was not flawless and there were these doubts about how would I carry the stone to the top, or how the person supporting me would be supported and so on. This was after a number of practice sessions, and a couple of crazy falls into poodles of slush.
By the time it was our turn I was in a state of stupid stupor. Yelling war cries to get a feeling of reality, I started off in confusion. I don’t remember what happened after that except for the fact that there was a loud roar from the audience just as I hit the matki which I vaguely recollect as not being one of applause. Apparently I had not broken the stupid matki in the first hit, so I tried to hit it again but the matki was broken.
What happened?
By the time I got up after descending with a fall, I realized that I had broken the rule that you can’t hit the prize before both your legs are resting on the shoulders of the lower level of the pyramid.
But what exactly happened?
The theories ranged from psychological—‘nervousness getting the better of me’, technical—‘the slippery clay and the pouring water played the culprit’ to time motion ones—‘the delay in forming the base of pyramid caused an unnecessary haste towards the end’.
By the way after much negotiation we were not disqualified but penalized an extra 5 seconds. We ended up as the fourth team and a possible third had I not fouled.
The event has reinforced my resolve of committing all the mistakes I possibly can while at IIMB.
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