by Manjunatha Moorthy
(Salem, Tamilnadu, India)
Chess was my passion in olden days. I was about 18 years old when I played chess for the first time in my life. Usually I make comment on my buddies who are playing chess very seriously. I thought chess is a lazy game, it makes us a silent and serious person. Anyhow, I started to learn about everyone in the board. Everyone? Yes... I started war by playing chess. King, queen, bishop and knight were in the olden days real and ethical politicians where they follow the rules. I read so many history books and epics with war narration. I wonder how they abide the rules in war. Initially the knight was my nightmare who jumps anywhere in the board easily as it does in my black and white dreams in the dark midnight.
Why do I dream of chess? I think it is most common attitude of everyone who plays chess. Even Anand cannot avoid chess dreams. I play a dark chess war in my dreams and rarely some steps come in real play. After all learning about chess, it became a passion. Sun goes down, chess comes up. Later I used to wait for sun to come up to play chess with someone. I call the people to play with me who are not so proficient in chess. Why? I need to win the war.
One day I realized to stop play only because of my black and white square dreams which never allows me to sleep whole night peacefully. Before I stop writing, the queen should be mentioned. Indeed! She is powerful, strong and clear protection to all men in her color. Have you ever played well after losing your queen? It is morally impossible folks. The world can find any number of games now and in the future. But the ancient games are real news makers. I will admire if you know chess. Try chess at least one day of your life. It is the greatest game.