Rules of the Game

Two ppl met by accident and started playing a game.
It was a game never played before and there was no "how to" book written on it.
They did not even know whether it could be called a game...they just made their moves.
But then what is a game at its simplest..but a sequence of moves made by two or more persons in response to each other.

In this case every move by the other person made it all the more interesting and they got further involved in it. It was just a matter of responding to each other in a spontaneous intuitive manner with no baggage from past, no worry of future and no sense of anything else in the present.

Between these two it blossomed into the most lively and intriguing game, something either of them had never played afore.
Soon they were sucked into this "thing"...they were caught in a whirlpool...but u knw its like that "ringa ringa-going around" thing...which gives u a heady feeling.
Then one player - the guy (till then there was no need to differentiate - guy, gal etc. but then that need cropped up ..... unfortunately) who had never earlier played anything akin to this wanted to set some rules...the game was growing like some wild jungle, unfettered and relentless.
What the hell were they playing anyway..whats the future of this, how did it relate to things in the past..if it could be clipped this way and that, it would grow in a more orderly fashion...so he thought
The girl was wiser, she had played such games in past, though never to this level, yet she knew better...but she couldnt stop the guy's musings, she couldnt convey to him how it was more important to enjoy the game for its sake rather than making something more of it. She thought there was nothing more to it..the guy thought there was.
Who was right, who was wrong...one never knows, one never will.
Meanwhile the guy happily went about setting his rules but in the process missed playing the game. The game started deteriorating, the fluency was gone, the spontaneity was lost. The guy thought that setting more rules would right the situation, but it only resulted in further downslide. The girl was vindicated in her stand that there was nothing more.

In the end all that was there betweeen them was only rules and no game.

I usually have a final closing with a smart aleck quip or some pedantic shit or some unconcise ramblings..but in this case there is nothing more to the end than - The End.