5 days later…
I want to tell the whole story of my ONEFC MMA fight and I figured it to be best to start from the end. It’s been 5 days since my fight and I can say that my current existence is defined as desperately trying to put myself back in that ONEFC. I refuse to accept that it’s over and the days are passing, and these cuts, theses badges of honor on my face are going to be healing. I want to keep those moments in the cage fresh, but daily life and routine is working its way in. It’s like a reverse PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) where the situation was so intense, but in this case positive that it becomes hard to move on and let go of that experience.
Everything is sinking in and things have changed, how they have and will change I am yet to see as quite frankly the dust has not just yet settled. But I can tell you this much, MMA in this country is not going to the same anymore. A storm is brewing and it’s exciting me and scaring me at the same time. The success, the exposure, and the recognition I have wanted for MMA in Pakistan, these things I dreamed about and for which people thought me a fool are now here upon us. Let’s see what form it is to take.
Me and my cornermen, Afnan and Mahmood are like war buddies. Our experience at ONEFC together as the first Pakistani representatives in international MMA and on such a grand stage are going to be something that we can understand. Those who have seen it on TV or on the net cannot understand what it is like to really be there. The first time we heard the BOOM of the drum from the ONEFC theme and saw the cage and the lights and the sound echo amongst 9,000 screaming fans, your blood would chill and you would get goosebumps. It’s really happening you think to yourself…
Us three keep going back to that moment and night and it won’t leave us. I will do my best to give you all my best effort to try and take you there while you read on…