2. Today,
I am going to tell you the tale of a true warrior, a real
captain, an actual king.
3. Thirty years have passed away since the incident happened….
The birth of a legend, the arrival of a phenomenon on mother
earth…
4. The season was winter in Argentina. It was the center of 1987
when the Latin American country was on the verge of a civil war.
She was wrapped with the tentacles of political disasters and the
issues of Falkland Island.
5. In the devastations of droughts, a droplet of rain fell down on the
thirsty soil yearning for water, on 24th June, Wednesday, at 5.55 am.
With his arrival, he was bearing the news of life, the news of
construction in the field of destruction.
6. And the venue was Garibaldi Maternity Hospital; situated at
Rosario, in Argentina.
7. He came like an ignited candle in the shadows, a circular bright asteroid
named moon in the nightfall; in the home of George Horasio ; a laborer in a
steel factory and his escort, Celia Maria Cuccittini, surrounded with two big
brothers; Rodrigo and Matias and a little sister: Maria Sol.
8. At the age of four, he began his career in a local club named
Grandoli. Immediate in the next year, he got admitted in Newell’s
old boys which was well-known as the “The machine of ’87” .
9. Since his very childhood, he had a burning
passion for soccer. His toes were
somewhat….attached with the ball.
As though the great Greek hero Hercules
and his club.
Although all the credits go to his grandma
who rose the fervor inside his heart.
Salute to the great lady!
10. The little kid was fond of alfejores
(Conventional biscuit of Argentina). So,
before going to the field, his grandma used
to show him the temptation of those biscuits.
For gaining the precious cookie, once he
scored eight goals in a match! I don’t know
wherever his grandma is, but my lady, here
remains my hat as a reward because you’re
the one who made him today’s shimmering
moon from a sparkle of stars.
12. At the age of nine, a sudden difficulty
embraced his family. And who was being
affected most by it, was none but he.
He was shorter than average kids of his
age. Day by day, his growth hormone
was decreasing. This complexity was
known as “Growth hormone deficiency”.
13. Darkness of insecurity lidded their
family like dark clouds of frustrations.
They didn’t know what to do and what
not. At the same time, the family was
suffering from financial problem. On the
other hand, the younger son of them was
suffering from such a tough disease.
14. They were on the horns of a dilemma.
They were at a loss.
This may be called, “Danger comes where
danger is.”
15. God is not merciless though. In that
dense nightfall, he sent a gleam of
moonlight in the form of a club.
Sorry, more than a club.
16. Such as a royal treaty, they made an
agreement with the father of the prince.
“If he plays for us, all the expenses of
his treatment will be ours.”
17. Such a young child! How would the poor
youngster live in an unknown city?? Like
snatching a baby bird from its mother and
imprisoning it in a cage as a pet! He would get
all privileges. Residence, food, expenditure of
treatment, wealth, what not? Yet something
not. And it was his family.
The thread of closeness was cut by a scissor
of distance but it couldn’t rip the bond of
love.
18. Moreover, if you want to gain something, you
have to lose something.
After all, this is the rule of life.
Give and take, send and receive.
19.
20. And here remains the piece of tissue
paper on which he had signed for the
contract:
21. His childhood was simple but diverse.
Once upon a time, when his age was only ten
months, he was hit by a bi-cycle on the local
street. Nothing serious it was, just a sprained
left ankle.
I think it was necessary. A stitch in time saves
nine. If it didn’t happen, he wouldn’t be that
much serious about his left foot. As a result,
it’s the addition of the best femur, best
tarsal and metatarsal and the greatest
phalanges.
22. Complicatedness and agony were his
regular life-partners. Soon he broke all
the ties with them and extended his hand
to happiness and simplicity. As they
accepted him, he became the brightest
star in the sky of dead night.
23. The pleasure of beauty, the contentment of
glow.
He’s a born fighter, the art is like a flow
Of cascade, rolling down from the peak of a
highland,
Fulfilling the thirst, drenching the deserts and
dry lands,
When we get to see him, our eyes are pacified.
Seeing him in his attires, the opponents are
petrified.
24. And today’s is 30th birthday. Many many
happy returns of the day, Leo!!
Many many happy returns of the day……..
U r the best Dear Messi Bro…..i just like
u…(Jarin)
Thank you!!!
Submitted by:
Sadika Misty & Janymar Jarin