Do You Like Watching Other People Play Video Games?
No! Absolutely not. I cannot think of anything more boring than watching someone else playing a video game. I myself do not play a video game, online, on pc or otherwise. I used to play a bit and that too just a handful of games. A few racing games, football (FIFA mostly but I had another one as well), EA’s NHL, Doom and Duke Nukem. I played them many years ago in the 90s and early 2000s and they were on a standalone pc with no access to the internet.
I didn’t have internet at home back then so I never played online games, I just played against the computer or if a cousin was at home visiting my family I played against them. During the summers of 1998-99, I had some cousins come on down to India from Scotland and they had a Sega video game deck and we played a lot of FIFA and Sonic the Hedgehodge and some other stuff but FIFA was our favourite as we guys were all football fans and we played a lot of tournaments.
Watching some of my cousins playing their turns were boring enough; I couldn’t wait for my turn and would read a novel or watch tv in another room in the meantime. Watching someone else play? Like on Youtube – people are crazy. Anyways, that’s not for me.
Prompt from The Learning Network at The New York Times
Do you remember your first sip of alcohol? Of any kind? This is irrespective of whether you are a drinker now or if you don’t indulge at all.
When I was 15 I drank some whiskey by accident. I had just come back from school and I had changed my clothes as I was going out with an uncle to pick up by dad at the railway station. So I got ready and came down and just before we left, I rushed to the fridge and grabbed a bottle to drink some cold water, opened it and poured some down my throat – only to spit it out!
You see it wasn’t water but whiskey! I felt the burning sensation as it hit my tongue and throat and out came everything. The reason I took that bottle by mistake was we had this rather looking whiskey bottle which had a cork instead of a regular bottle cap. Once the bottle was empty of whiskey my mother had rinsed it out and washed it thoroughly and we used to keep it our fridge filled with water. It was my favourite bottle to drink water from as I rather liked the cork style bottles.
The culprit was my uncle who had come in my home that morning with a brand new bottle of the same distillery. He meant to keep it for my dad but also had a little himself in the afternoon while he was visiting with my mom, his sister. The rest he meant to keep it for dad. And I hadn’t noticed that there were two same bottles in the fridge and picked the one that I saw and got a nasty surprise. And that’s how I had my first taste of alcohol!