I dont know what but this day ooops i beg ur pardon Night to be exaxct seems to remind me of the days i used to spend some 3 and a half yrs back in NGT ODC.....
i can some how used to relate to the same environment and atmosphere there as it is here now...
same old empty cubicles....
same old brightly burning lights...
same old music in the ears though this time thru and i-pod ;) ....
same old cribbing in the mind....
same old feelings....
same old things...
same old me all alone once again :(
live today so that i can fight tomorrow
but for what if the tomorrow turns out to be the same...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Why doesn’t it come out?
Why doesn’t it come out?
Life is as what you make and I agree with that totally, but no one asks why does that ‘why’ happens?
Is it your attitude towards life or something else. By saying this I am not undermining the fact that life is not good or everyone is living a miserable one. It is for the fact that you come across more number of people whom you ask and most of the time the answer is –ve and none more than yours.
If it involves you that why is it that’s bothering you then I guess you might already know the answer as it is your own creation in your own way.
I for one is like a fork who has three never meeting ends and the day I become a spoon where every thing is converging I can have my soup, till then I just have to be content with life slipping like noodles from it.
But again we come to the same point, why is my life not better, why am I not feeling good.
You have your personal life, you have your social life and then you have your professional life.
Is there a problem in any of them? Or is there more to it?
Well if there is one thing then you can try to resolve it or think over it! But if it’s a cause of more than 1 or 2 or all then you’ll end up becoming a fork. Useful yet unuseful.
Life is as what you make and I agree with that totally, but no one asks why does that ‘why’ happens?
Is it your attitude towards life or something else. By saying this I am not undermining the fact that life is not good or everyone is living a miserable one. It is for the fact that you come across more number of people whom you ask and most of the time the answer is –ve and none more than yours.
If it involves you that why is it that’s bothering you then I guess you might already know the answer as it is your own creation in your own way.
I for one is like a fork who has three never meeting ends and the day I become a spoon where every thing is converging I can have my soup, till then I just have to be content with life slipping like noodles from it.
But again we come to the same point, why is my life not better, why am I not feeling good.
You have your personal life, you have your social life and then you have your professional life.
Is there a problem in any of them? Or is there more to it?
Well if there is one thing then you can try to resolve it or think over it! But if it’s a cause of more than 1 or 2 or all then you’ll end up becoming a fork. Useful yet unuseful.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Full Circle
Well it is an old but true saying that life comes in full circle in different ways and different forms of life. Well as per the current happenings the talk of the town is definitely centered around cricket after we won the T20 championships. Much to the amazement and surprise of people we won but i don't totally agree with that ki as were no-hopers but still we won. Lets just look why:
1. An attacking player and after that(skipper) Dhoni...
2. Yuvraj - if he comes into his own then u don't know what he can do...
3. Uthhapa- Exciting young prospect
4. Sehwag - can do wonders at times....
5. Pathan - his all round skills wud be handy in 20-20 match
and that's not all we had good fielding coming along with them which was an added bonus. why i have given only these names is because it is a 20 over format and all it would require is for a couple of batsman to score in a few overs and the job is done. Bowlers i have not thought much is because it is still a batsman biased format till the end so they don't much have to say. So from all this i never agreed with those who said India wouldn't do well in this format.
Well that's gone now the excitement has again back shifted to the task in hand... and i.e Aussies..
the unltimate team to beat and for that we have to match them man to man,runs to runs, wicket to wicket...
The T20 semis victory still gives me more pleasure than anyother victory in that tournament just becuase of the fact that it was against the aussies.
They had so much over confidence going into the match that they actually forgot that it requires effort and hard work to still achieve ur goals( remembering the comments given by M.Clarke saying anything above 200 would be a concern for us)
i dont know why but i believe it is a mental block in the Indian team's pscyhe that we r unable to put it across them when we play them and to prove the point, here is a fact the last ODI we won against them from the current win in Chandigarh was way back in 2004 in Brisbane.. and to rub salt into the wounds we last one chasing against them was ages ago in 1998 when Sach single handedly won us the sharjah and stormed us into the final and won that also.... so it wud further take much much more effort to chase against them.
If we see in the current past we have beaten all the teams and i mean all the teams be it SA, WI, Eng(our current bunny), Pak(we have crushed them anywhere u name it), NZ(not convincingly but ok), SL(barring that World cup debacle we have smashed them also), Bang(Better not talk but play). So what it is against the aussies that we fail to put it across them, we can c that other sides manage to beat them more regularly than us so where lies them problem, may b in the mind , may be in the heart....
The answer from me is SELF-BELIEF, we give in even before the match is over
i still recall yesterday only when the aussies reqd 16 in the last over and James Hopes and Brett Lee batting everyone in the ODC were saying they wud win, they wud hit a couple of sixes and it wud be over. Ok my point is guys guys pls wait just think who is batting is not a symonds or hayden or gilchrist or ponting but lower order batsmen so give some chance to us also... and in the end everyone was happy but they had no words in their mouth to back what they r saying...
I dearly hope that this win would surely go a long way to give it....
The win in T20 has shown is this game is agr8 leveller
both the sides that once were trashers best story sellers of world cup debacle reached the final and played a great won... the intense pressure, intense competition was there to be seen by every-1
So no matter what ponting, symonds , gilly and team blabber that we r over-joyed by the victory of T20 just dunnot loose ur self-belief and keep working hard towards ur goal.
Let them say that but the fact is fact we beat them on the road to finals and no one and no one can change that. Their ego is hurt more than pride. they r the world champs and no one can deny that but we have in us to put it across them and we require is dedication, show that and we'll get the results....
I am always there for support and to this day i still feel that had Australia batted second in the 2003 and 2007 finals they surely would have lost either one of them(2003 more possiblity as India was in Tremendous form)
1. An attacking player and after that(skipper) Dhoni...
2. Yuvraj - if he comes into his own then u don't know what he can do...
3. Uthhapa- Exciting young prospect
4. Sehwag - can do wonders at times....
5. Pathan - his all round skills wud be handy in 20-20 match
and that's not all we had good fielding coming along with them which was an added bonus. why i have given only these names is because it is a 20 over format and all it would require is for a couple of batsman to score in a few overs and the job is done. Bowlers i have not thought much is because it is still a batsman biased format till the end so they don't much have to say. So from all this i never agreed with those who said India wouldn't do well in this format.
Well that's gone now the excitement has again back shifted to the task in hand... and i.e Aussies..
the unltimate team to beat and for that we have to match them man to man,runs to runs, wicket to wicket...
The T20 semis victory still gives me more pleasure than anyother victory in that tournament just becuase of the fact that it was against the aussies.
They had so much over confidence going into the match that they actually forgot that it requires effort and hard work to still achieve ur goals( remembering the comments given by M.Clarke saying anything above 200 would be a concern for us)
i dont know why but i believe it is a mental block in the Indian team's pscyhe that we r unable to put it across them when we play them and to prove the point, here is a fact the last ODI we won against them from the current win in Chandigarh was way back in 2004 in Brisbane.. and to rub salt into the wounds we last one chasing against them was ages ago in 1998 when Sach single handedly won us the sharjah and stormed us into the final and won that also.... so it wud further take much much more effort to chase against them.
If we see in the current past we have beaten all the teams and i mean all the teams be it SA, WI, Eng(our current bunny), Pak(we have crushed them anywhere u name it), NZ(not convincingly but ok), SL(barring that World cup debacle we have smashed them also), Bang(Better not talk but play). So what it is against the aussies that we fail to put it across them, we can c that other sides manage to beat them more regularly than us so where lies them problem, may b in the mind , may be in the heart....
The answer from me is SELF-BELIEF, we give in even before the match is over
i still recall yesterday only when the aussies reqd 16 in the last over and James Hopes and Brett Lee batting everyone in the ODC were saying they wud win, they wud hit a couple of sixes and it wud be over. Ok my point is guys guys pls wait just think who is batting is not a symonds or hayden or gilchrist or ponting but lower order batsmen so give some chance to us also... and in the end everyone was happy but they had no words in their mouth to back what they r saying...
I dearly hope that this win would surely go a long way to give it....
The win in T20 has shown is this game is agr8 leveller
both the sides that once were trashers best story sellers of world cup debacle reached the final and played a great won... the intense pressure, intense competition was there to be seen by every-1
So no matter what ponting, symonds , gilly and team blabber that we r over-joyed by the victory of T20 just dunnot loose ur self-belief and keep working hard towards ur goal.
Let them say that but the fact is fact we beat them on the road to finals and no one and no one can change that. Their ego is hurt more than pride. they r the world champs and no one can deny that but we have in us to put it across them and we require is dedication, show that and we'll get the results....
I am always there for support and to this day i still feel that had Australia batted second in the 2003 and 2007 finals they surely would have lost either one of them(2003 more possiblity as India was in Tremendous form)
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Ironical
life has come a full circle for me
what used to be past is staring to be done in future
some harsh decisions need to made
some facts to be revealed...
i can't run away from death anymore as it is the only truth in life.
but i live to lie another day
but where, from whom, till when
not for long!
what used to be past is staring to be done in future
some harsh decisions need to made
some facts to be revealed...
i can't run away from death anymore as it is the only truth in life.
but i live to lie another day
but where, from whom, till when
not for long!
Monday, June 25, 2007
There Goes another one
Well so where we were when we left the last post
College oh yes college and that flirt incident ;) but never mind I am not those types
So we’ll start from where we left
Well as I told that to catch a bus it was an effort in itself
But it was rather more interesting and exciting as you can get ample time to be with your friends and have a bit of fun
Well I was known for my naughtiness throughout my schooling and college wasn’t different at all
Just that the teachers their didn’t have the gumption to write on my collar ‘please don’t send this kid to school from tomorrow’
So what did I do exactly? Well to an extent there are a lot of incident but I will state a couple of those to start with
First week of college and myself and Gaurav out of our common hobbies (cricket, WWF, taklking etc..) were on road to become good frnds
There was this guy ankush who used to come from faridabad cross delhi and then to Sahibabad in UP a crossover of two states
He was a fool in himself who used to flaunt his long distance traveling achievements. He was one of those who used to think of so highly of himself.
One fine day he was waiting for his train to faridabad when suddenly as the train arrived one guy Mudit in our class told him that
‘anika’ one of the nice babes of our class was waiting for him in the other platform and foolishly he came to that platform and missed his train
Next day after narrating this incident I called on Gaurav after college and on reaching home that I am ankush and am waiting at the railway station
Some one has pick pocketed me and am left with no money at all, it would be great if he could come and help him out! To which mr. Gaurav took great caution
to listen but finally agreed to come. That’s another thing that I told him the truth before he could embark on that great journey towards station.
Now as I was known for my extra currcular activities one of which was naming people with funny names though it is an irony in itself that I also got my nick name
like this only but that’s another story another day ;)
So there was this guy nitin anand in our class very sober, looked calm & composed, self indulged in himself, ok in academics but somehow
He reminded of something, something living, no not a man but an animal! Yes he reminded me of a donkey who has all these great features in it.
So how can I leave such a person without naming ;) well this is also a trick to name a person and make it famous.
You first be friends with the guy and then start talking all the stupid things abt others so that he can feel at ease and in between the conversation
And then when u think it is suitable you spit out the name upon him among the company of ‘others’ so that not only him but others also know of it.
So the name to coin for him, any guesses well better leave it to me. With all the qualities that he possessed I pronounced his name as ‘Bhondu’
Which literally means idiot, stupid, nuts(that wud be 2 much). Yes he proudly called as bhondu by me. But he disliked it from the start itself.
But me being me the stubborn leg pulling prankster would call him bhondu not when only he is around but others are also there.
So one day when our classes got over we left for home and this guy was standing in the border waiting for bus, along with my buddy gaurava and one
other guy Himanshu. So I reached the place and from a distance where I can see them standing started calling him bhondu bhondu bhondu bhai…
by the time I reached there his anger had turned into a forgone conclusion as he also knew by the time that I wouldn’t be stopping for anything
there I met them and left for my place. The next day Gaurav tells me that I was saved from a beating, asked him why what happened?
He said laughingly when I was running towards them shouting bhondu this guy ‘himanshu’ asked him who the hell I was referring to whether to him?
Then to the utter disappointment from the horse’s mouth itself Nitin tells him don’t worry its not you who he is calling but me! ;( (expression on his face)
Long live the Great Bhondu………. ;))
College oh yes college and that flirt incident ;) but never mind I am not those types
So we’ll start from where we left
Well as I told that to catch a bus it was an effort in itself
But it was rather more interesting and exciting as you can get ample time to be with your friends and have a bit of fun
Well I was known for my naughtiness throughout my schooling and college wasn’t different at all
Just that the teachers their didn’t have the gumption to write on my collar ‘please don’t send this kid to school from tomorrow’
So what did I do exactly? Well to an extent there are a lot of incident but I will state a couple of those to start with
First week of college and myself and Gaurav out of our common hobbies (cricket, WWF, taklking etc..) were on road to become good frnds
There was this guy ankush who used to come from faridabad cross delhi and then to Sahibabad in UP a crossover of two states
He was a fool in himself who used to flaunt his long distance traveling achievements. He was one of those who used to think of so highly of himself.
One fine day he was waiting for his train to faridabad when suddenly as the train arrived one guy Mudit in our class told him that
‘anika’ one of the nice babes of our class was waiting for him in the other platform and foolishly he came to that platform and missed his train
Next day after narrating this incident I called on Gaurav after college and on reaching home that I am ankush and am waiting at the railway station
Some one has pick pocketed me and am left with no money at all, it would be great if he could come and help him out! To which mr. Gaurav took great caution
to listen but finally agreed to come. That’s another thing that I told him the truth before he could embark on that great journey towards station.
Now as I was known for my extra currcular activities one of which was naming people with funny names though it is an irony in itself that I also got my nick name
like this only but that’s another story another day ;)
So there was this guy nitin anand in our class very sober, looked calm & composed, self indulged in himself, ok in academics but somehow
He reminded of something, something living, no not a man but an animal! Yes he reminded me of a donkey who has all these great features in it.
So how can I leave such a person without naming ;) well this is also a trick to name a person and make it famous.
You first be friends with the guy and then start talking all the stupid things abt others so that he can feel at ease and in between the conversation
And then when u think it is suitable you spit out the name upon him among the company of ‘others’ so that not only him but others also know of it.
So the name to coin for him, any guesses well better leave it to me. With all the qualities that he possessed I pronounced his name as ‘Bhondu’
Which literally means idiot, stupid, nuts(that wud be 2 much). Yes he proudly called as bhondu by me. But he disliked it from the start itself.
But me being me the stubborn leg pulling prankster would call him bhondu not when only he is around but others are also there.
So one day when our classes got over we left for home and this guy was standing in the border waiting for bus, along with my buddy gaurava and one
other guy Himanshu. So I reached the place and from a distance where I can see them standing started calling him bhondu bhondu bhondu bhai…
by the time I reached there his anger had turned into a forgone conclusion as he also knew by the time that I wouldn’t be stopping for anything
there I met them and left for my place. The next day Gaurav tells me that I was saved from a beating, asked him why what happened?
He said laughingly when I was running towards them shouting bhondu this guy ‘himanshu’ asked him who the hell I was referring to whether to him?
Then to the utter disappointment from the horse’s mouth itself Nitin tells him don’t worry its not you who he is calling but me! ;( (expression on his face)
Long live the Great Bhondu………. ;))
Friday, June 15, 2007
times walk by....
In this life i have seen good times and bad times
all the good times reminds me of somethings
and that is bad times are just around the corner
it is not that good times are less but they are more or less part of my own efforts to hide the bad times
i am on a constant race b/w these two
i know this race is gng to end and i would be the only one standing!
all the good times reminds me of somethings
and that is bad times are just around the corner
it is not that good times are less but they are more or less part of my own efforts to hide the bad times
i am on a constant race b/w these two
i know this race is gng to end and i would be the only one standing!
Friday, May 11, 2007
Can you please drop me till the main road?
Can you please drop me till the main road?
This was the question that used to do rounds in my head when I was in the first of my BCA. Mine was a small college not a big one where I was doing my bachelors of computers. To travel to the place there were quite a few options available:
1. to catch a bus from just near my house and then catch another bus from shahadara.
2. walk to about 300-400 mtrs and then catch a direct bus.
3. from where ever u come the bus will leave you at a place where u have to catch another bus or an auto which takes people in huge numbers such that it seems almost impossible to fit in.
4. or leave all this and take a train but to reach the railway station u have to take a bus.
5. or take ur own personal conveyance available.
So how to return back just the vice versa but their was no single bus available that could drop me in near my place, for that we have to reach the delhi border and from there only we will get something. To reach the border catch an auto or a local bus. All this was part of the daily routine for me. Some people used to come by personal conveyance and some lucky ones like this one Nisha sharma had her own car given by her father with a schauffer. She was nice young lady with a nicer smile. She knew that she was pretty much pretty but she never boasted about it and was ok in studies and academics. She would come in her and a typical hindi movie scene would roll over me.
In all this while I forget one thing that she coming in car could actually help me in a way that if she can drop me to the border I can easily go home and won’t have to struggle much. Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Actually how to speak to her as I was a bit shy so one day this great idea struck me as to if what I ask her to drop me till the main road and that way we can speak a bit also. But whats the use I always think of it but never executed the idea. Self-confidence man yes you require quite a bit of it what I used to say to me and my friends also. Well that never happened but fortunately or not we started to speak even if a bit of hi hello or airy wairy topics. So one fine day when the class got over I was going and saw her approaching her car, gathered a bit of courage and asked her if she could drop me till the main road?
She looked!! No not like that and said within 2 seconds sorry but my driver would let my father know of the same. Inside me I was saying(waah boss well try better luck next time ab chal foot yaha se teri kismet mein bis hi theek hain). Fine I said and headed from there, to my embarrassment not at that time but later almost all my friends were present there when this happened. They used this to pull me up like anything but its ok it happens. As natural didn’t ask her again for the lift, soon she left the college for some personal reasons and I came to know from my friend after some time that she was going around with a guy from our batch but her father is against them. Well that was ok to me as I wasn’t interested in her all I was bothered more was how much more time do I need to struggle to catch a bus?
This was the question that used to do rounds in my head when I was in the first of my BCA. Mine was a small college not a big one where I was doing my bachelors of computers. To travel to the place there were quite a few options available:
1. to catch a bus from just near my house and then catch another bus from shahadara.
2. walk to about 300-400 mtrs and then catch a direct bus.
3. from where ever u come the bus will leave you at a place where u have to catch another bus or an auto which takes people in huge numbers such that it seems almost impossible to fit in.
4. or leave all this and take a train but to reach the railway station u have to take a bus.
5. or take ur own personal conveyance available.
So how to return back just the vice versa but their was no single bus available that could drop me in near my place, for that we have to reach the delhi border and from there only we will get something. To reach the border catch an auto or a local bus. All this was part of the daily routine for me. Some people used to come by personal conveyance and some lucky ones like this one Nisha sharma had her own car given by her father with a schauffer. She was nice young lady with a nicer smile. She knew that she was pretty much pretty but she never boasted about it and was ok in studies and academics. She would come in her and a typical hindi movie scene would roll over me.
In all this while I forget one thing that she coming in car could actually help me in a way that if she can drop me to the border I can easily go home and won’t have to struggle much. Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Actually how to speak to her as I was a bit shy so one day this great idea struck me as to if what I ask her to drop me till the main road and that way we can speak a bit also. But whats the use I always think of it but never executed the idea. Self-confidence man yes you require quite a bit of it what I used to say to me and my friends also. Well that never happened but fortunately or not we started to speak even if a bit of hi hello or airy wairy topics. So one fine day when the class got over I was going and saw her approaching her car, gathered a bit of courage and asked her if she could drop me till the main road?
She looked!! No not like that and said within 2 seconds sorry but my driver would let my father know of the same. Inside me I was saying(waah boss well try better luck next time ab chal foot yaha se teri kismet mein bis hi theek hain). Fine I said and headed from there, to my embarrassment not at that time but later almost all my friends were present there when this happened. They used this to pull me up like anything but its ok it happens. As natural didn’t ask her again for the lift, soon she left the college for some personal reasons and I came to know from my friend after some time that she was going around with a guy from our batch but her father is against them. Well that was ok to me as I wasn’t interested in her all I was bothered more was how much more time do I need to struggle to catch a bus?
Friday, April 27, 2007
Survival of the fittest
Ok so we take a jump from school life to college life and more so hostel life
Well this was somewhat of a defining part of my life wherein I felt so many changes that I’ve never felt before
Living out from the house for the first time in life was an experience in itself
No no don’t think it was great it was for others but for me it was a total hell as I found out….
It may seem strange to you and to me also but why and how it went like that I don’t know! May be it was all in the mind and nothing could supersede that…..
When I left for vellore for MCA from delhi I was full of hope and dreams of how would life treat me there
Studies and all as expected were pretty competitive but the most difficult aspect of life that I faced was staying alive….
I wasn’t able to consume anything that I would eat there. I would vomit what ever I ate…..
Things were so bad that when I used to go to the mess I would be running to the wash basin after eating a bite to empty my stomach while others were filling theirs.
Strangely I had not been ill or sick and neither I had been allergic to something
On the site of the food I would fear to death and would be challenging myself again and again to eat it….
In the whole part of the day the time that I would fear the most was lunch and dinner as breakfast was more ok affair if not good as I would drink one glass of milk and 4 slices of bread…
Apart from studying survival was also one of my objectives. To study I had to live and to live I had to eat something.
So the schedule that chalked up was something like this:
Breakfast- 4 slices, 1 glass of milk
Lunch- 2/3 chapatis, bowl of dal, 3 bowls of curd, 1 full plate of cucumber..
Dinner – 2 chapatis, bowl of dal, 1 glass of milk, 3-6 bananas
And mind you this was the food that I was able to adapt a bit after a month there….
But that initial month was horrible I would not eat anything at all…
All I would do in a day was a glass or two of milk, some bread slices, maggi, juice and some itsy bitsy things
So one fine day for other and not for other we woke up to go to college campus…
But I could find myself feeling tired and dizzy, I asked Dahiya and neeraj to see whether I am having fever and they confirmed the same….
So here I was bed ridden. In the whole day I didn’t ate anything and was lying on the bed and if u come and stay in the hostel room in the day time when no-1’s around its tough like hell no one to talk to and nothing to do also apart from losing one precious day of studies.
Well I managed to spend the day and waited for the friends to come, in the whole day I had taken only cup of tea and some bread nothing else
So in the evening when every one returned and came to know of me 1 by 1 people entered and surrounded my bed as it was my last rites.
They requested, scolded, preached……me in their own way to let me have something and this is not the way to live…..
I still remember that day as almost everyone in my batch came to visit me and left me with a touch of care of friendship….guys I love u all and wont forget you…..
Well this was somewhat of a defining part of my life wherein I felt so many changes that I’ve never felt before
Living out from the house for the first time in life was an experience in itself
No no don’t think it was great it was for others but for me it was a total hell as I found out….
It may seem strange to you and to me also but why and how it went like that I don’t know! May be it was all in the mind and nothing could supersede that…..
When I left for vellore for MCA from delhi I was full of hope and dreams of how would life treat me there
Studies and all as expected were pretty competitive but the most difficult aspect of life that I faced was staying alive….
I wasn’t able to consume anything that I would eat there. I would vomit what ever I ate…..
Things were so bad that when I used to go to the mess I would be running to the wash basin after eating a bite to empty my stomach while others were filling theirs.
Strangely I had not been ill or sick and neither I had been allergic to something
On the site of the food I would fear to death and would be challenging myself again and again to eat it….
In the whole part of the day the time that I would fear the most was lunch and dinner as breakfast was more ok affair if not good as I would drink one glass of milk and 4 slices of bread…
Apart from studying survival was also one of my objectives. To study I had to live and to live I had to eat something.
So the schedule that chalked up was something like this:
Breakfast- 4 slices, 1 glass of milk
Lunch- 2/3 chapatis, bowl of dal, 3 bowls of curd, 1 full plate of cucumber..
Dinner – 2 chapatis, bowl of dal, 1 glass of milk, 3-6 bananas
And mind you this was the food that I was able to adapt a bit after a month there….
But that initial month was horrible I would not eat anything at all…
All I would do in a day was a glass or two of milk, some bread slices, maggi, juice and some itsy bitsy things
So one fine day for other and not for other we woke up to go to college campus…
But I could find myself feeling tired and dizzy, I asked Dahiya and neeraj to see whether I am having fever and they confirmed the same….
So here I was bed ridden. In the whole day I didn’t ate anything and was lying on the bed and if u come and stay in the hostel room in the day time when no-1’s around its tough like hell no one to talk to and nothing to do also apart from losing one precious day of studies.
Well I managed to spend the day and waited for the friends to come, in the whole day I had taken only cup of tea and some bread nothing else
So in the evening when every one returned and came to know of me 1 by 1 people entered and surrounded my bed as it was my last rites.
They requested, scolded, preached……me in their own way to let me have something and this is not the way to live…..
I still remember that day as almost everyone in my batch came to visit me and left me with a touch of care of friendship….guys I love u all and wont forget you…..
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Just got Bailed~Failed
Ok so we are back in school days….
It was 7th standard of my education and I don’t know how come this trend or notion was there in my head
That it gets tougher once you pass 6th and move into 7th grade, it is as if u are getting prepared for board exams
Suddenly I started realizing that I am finding it pretty hard to study and get good marks that I used to get before.
There was a sudden dip in my form and scoring prowess, it was not as if I was not able to study but I was finding it hard to score marks as freely as I used to score.
Also there was a trend in our school that after 6th there used to occur more no of unit test, class tests, surprise tests and I used to find myself in a very uncomfortable and inconvenient position at those times.
Confused as I was didn’t know what to do abt it, a lot of soul searching and I was amazed why my scoring ways were not the same as it used to be. I fondly remember as we were best of three frnds myself, vinay and Anshul I used to score the highest but it started to decline.
What was happening to me?
Why am I not able to pass with high marks?
Why am I struggling to find answers to questions in exam and in life?
But as it dawned on me like a dark cloud I knew within my inner conscious that I am not the same as I thought of myself, I am just an ordinary any one type guy….i was just AVERAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes this was the hard fact that I was running away from it
May be the studies were a bit lenient till now and I was getting marks pretty easily till now but not anymore
So there goes the story
One fine day to my surprise but not for others we had this unit test of science and in the middle of the exam I realized that I better do something or I’ll get somewhere in the middle(marks)
So by some courage I took out the class copy and started to find answers to some of the questions but not many times luck favors you and I was caught by this teacher who was not the science teacher but was a replacement for her to conduct exam as she was on leave.
I begged her and she forgave me as it was not a cardinal sin of copying or cheating in an end sem exam
But there was a trend in the school those days, any one caught cheating and 5 marks would be deducted and so too mine were done. I again asked for forgiveness and she obliged and cut of the -5 that she awarded me.
When the time came for ans scripts distribution the original teacher asked me how come I have this -5 striked off in the answer sheet? I could provide no answer to the question as any explanation could have fetched me -5 again… so I kept quite and she gave a beautiful lecture in the middle of the class…
After she finished she asked me didn’t I feel guilty to the thing and didn’t even feel sorry for the same..
Before I could say something this guy Rahul verma said “ mam he just said sorry, you were too busy to listen”.
To the disappointment of teacher she felt a bit bad about that and gave me back my answer, I went back and said thanks to Rahul in a gestured way. I knew and he knew I never uttered a word forget sorry….
All this happened and I was feeling a bit shy and shameful…but what the heck time to check out the marks
But no surprises here …………..AVERAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was 7th standard of my education and I don’t know how come this trend or notion was there in my head
That it gets tougher once you pass 6th and move into 7th grade, it is as if u are getting prepared for board exams
Suddenly I started realizing that I am finding it pretty hard to study and get good marks that I used to get before.
There was a sudden dip in my form and scoring prowess, it was not as if I was not able to study but I was finding it hard to score marks as freely as I used to score.
Also there was a trend in our school that after 6th there used to occur more no of unit test, class tests, surprise tests and I used to find myself in a very uncomfortable and inconvenient position at those times.
Confused as I was didn’t know what to do abt it, a lot of soul searching and I was amazed why my scoring ways were not the same as it used to be. I fondly remember as we were best of three frnds myself, vinay and Anshul I used to score the highest but it started to decline.
What was happening to me?
Why am I not able to pass with high marks?
Why am I struggling to find answers to questions in exam and in life?
But as it dawned on me like a dark cloud I knew within my inner conscious that I am not the same as I thought of myself, I am just an ordinary any one type guy….i was just AVERAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes this was the hard fact that I was running away from it
May be the studies were a bit lenient till now and I was getting marks pretty easily till now but not anymore
So there goes the story
One fine day to my surprise but not for others we had this unit test of science and in the middle of the exam I realized that I better do something or I’ll get somewhere in the middle(marks)
So by some courage I took out the class copy and started to find answers to some of the questions but not many times luck favors you and I was caught by this teacher who was not the science teacher but was a replacement for her to conduct exam as she was on leave.
I begged her and she forgave me as it was not a cardinal sin of copying or cheating in an end sem exam
But there was a trend in the school those days, any one caught cheating and 5 marks would be deducted and so too mine were done. I again asked for forgiveness and she obliged and cut of the -5 that she awarded me.
When the time came for ans scripts distribution the original teacher asked me how come I have this -5 striked off in the answer sheet? I could provide no answer to the question as any explanation could have fetched me -5 again… so I kept quite and she gave a beautiful lecture in the middle of the class…
After she finished she asked me didn’t I feel guilty to the thing and didn’t even feel sorry for the same..
Before I could say something this guy Rahul verma said “ mam he just said sorry, you were too busy to listen”.
To the disappointment of teacher she felt a bit bad about that and gave me back my answer, I went back and said thanks to Rahul in a gestured way. I knew and he knew I never uttered a word forget sorry….
All this happened and I was feeling a bit shy and shameful…but what the heck time to check out the marks
But no surprises here …………..AVERAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
It Feels like BUGged...!!!
Why does it happens that some things in life takes precedence over everything
they make life go haywire....
I know someone will pounce on me for various reasons there are
some are justified some will be not
why is it that all u do with whole heartedness seem to go waste if it fails for trivial things
as if the whole world has been turned upside down....
I think whatever u do how much effort u seem to put in it counts for nothing if the other person doesn't realizes the effort and importance u have given to it....
they make life go haywire....
I know someone will pounce on me for various reasons there are
some are justified some will be not
why is it that all u do with whole heartedness seem to go waste if it fails for trivial things
as if the whole world has been turned upside down....
I think whatever u do how much effort u seem to put in it counts for nothing if the other person doesn't realizes the effort and importance u have given to it....
Friday, March 23, 2007
Staring at the Door-Steps
I just can't beleive what has transpired during the past week since i wrote about that blog on world-cup
so much has happened that anything more unexpected would not cause any surprises
pakistan out in the first round with India following the suit(i pray not at all) , bob woolmer's death or murder followed it up....
they called that this was a game of un-certainities but please don't throw us uncertainities that are hard to digest.
today would be a path breaking game for Indian team and more so for the followers of Indian team's fortunes.
It can take them through to super 8's with all the ooze and confidence or it can bring them down and make them bite the dust...
all the hard-work of months, all those experiments, chopping & changing , a place in the semi's and from there on it can be anyone's game are a thing of the past and look so trivial as compared to the magnitude of task on hand
all of India waits with bated-breath for the match to start and no-matter how much we boast of our abilties and capabilities or the strength of the opponent team there would be a prayer on every fan's lips and aspiration in his eyes.
We shouldn’t be surprised if India were to make an early exit out of the tournament, which would mean so many things in many ways:
All the sponsors and broadcasters millions going down the drain.
Anguish among the nation about the performance
Media bashing of the team
Well these are the apparent things which strike everyone’s notice. But if we think deep inside that it is none other than us the followers and fans of the games that have created all the hype and hoopla surrounding our teams world cup campaign. Sure we love the game but if we put ourselves into the shoes of the players then we would be able to think how much they also would suffer. I am sure if there was no monetary benefit involved in the game then also the players would have loved to play and represent their countries. Just think of it if we lose today all the 35000+ runs of Sachin, Rahul and sourav would be a waste but do you think they would also do that. They are also humans after all and like everyone of us would try to excel. Accepted that they didn’t performed to their abilities against b’desh but now is the time of reckoning.
I am sure they would stand up and be counted for as their no other better time and place to do that except now. A total 100% effort from each individual is reqd and the rest as they – you do the hardwork and the results will take care of themselves.
If India lose today I would be a dejected man but we should lose with dignity.
so much has happened that anything more unexpected would not cause any surprises
pakistan out in the first round with India following the suit(i pray not at all) , bob woolmer's death or murder followed it up....
they called that this was a game of un-certainities but please don't throw us uncertainities that are hard to digest.
today would be a path breaking game for Indian team and more so for the followers of Indian team's fortunes.
It can take them through to super 8's with all the ooze and confidence or it can bring them down and make them bite the dust...
all the hard-work of months, all those experiments, chopping & changing , a place in the semi's and from there on it can be anyone's game are a thing of the past and look so trivial as compared to the magnitude of task on hand
all of India waits with bated-breath for the match to start and no-matter how much we boast of our abilties and capabilities or the strength of the opponent team there would be a prayer on every fan's lips and aspiration in his eyes.
We shouldn’t be surprised if India were to make an early exit out of the tournament, which would mean so many things in many ways:
All the sponsors and broadcasters millions going down the drain.
Anguish among the nation about the performance
Media bashing of the team
Well these are the apparent things which strike everyone’s notice. But if we think deep inside that it is none other than us the followers and fans of the games that have created all the hype and hoopla surrounding our teams world cup campaign. Sure we love the game but if we put ourselves into the shoes of the players then we would be able to think how much they also would suffer. I am sure if there was no monetary benefit involved in the game then also the players would have loved to play and represent their countries. Just think of it if we lose today all the 35000+ runs of Sachin, Rahul and sourav would be a waste but do you think they would also do that. They are also humans after all and like everyone of us would try to excel. Accepted that they didn’t performed to their abilities against b’desh but now is the time of reckoning.
I am sure they would stand up and be counted for as their no other better time and place to do that except now. A total 100% effort from each individual is reqd and the rest as they – you do the hardwork and the results will take care of themselves.
If India lose today I would be a dejected man but we should lose with dignity.
Short Snippets
there are many days when life comes in front of you as a quiz master and puts forth some tough questions
qustions that are made by you and you can only answer...
questions that are so simple to ask and simple to think
the answers to them lie within your sub-conscious and inner-self
the hard part is to answer them as the answers may well change the course of your life
but why to answer them? or why to put the questions at all?
1. you can't run away from them.
2. you can't ignore them.
3. they are the questions of your life
but above all they hold a significance in your life as to why they have come up else they would have been long thrown in the dustbin just like the other crap!
so why to write all this now! here ! and why! because to escape them again but no matter what i say or what i do there are some answers still unanswered.
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more to be written....
qustions that are made by you and you can only answer...
questions that are so simple to ask and simple to think
the answers to them lie within your sub-conscious and inner-self
the hard part is to answer them as the answers may well change the course of your life
but why to answer them? or why to put the questions at all?
1. you can't run away from them.
2. you can't ignore them.
3. they are the questions of your life
but above all they hold a significance in your life as to why they have come up else they would have been long thrown in the dustbin just like the other crap!
so why to write all this now! here ! and why! because to escape them again but no matter what i say or what i do there are some answers still unanswered.
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more to be written....
Friday, March 16, 2007
World Cup is here again!
So here we are again! At this time of the year where the mood is all about one thing? No its not something else that you might tempt to think but cricket. Yes its that time of the year that everything stops and just one thing runs and that’s cricket! In our veins and in our blood… well not fast as it used to some years back due to some non cricketing fraternity that I’ve get to deal with when I go back home.
But as it would be I thought of just taking a twist from my usual self describing and lets be a bit interactive and chatty.. so here I am presenting to you all the judges in this court of bat and ball the cases of different teams:
We would start alphabetically so that there is no partiality:
Australia- with 2 back to back world cup wins under their belt they seem destined to win this one also only to put some doubt in to our minds with their 5 losses in last 7 games. Well this doesn’t happen any time so easily with aussies so it is a matter to look out by other teams. With such an inspirational and free scoring captain and player in their ranks ricky ponting or the punter they look as the most serious contenders to win this world cup. I am surely tempted enough like anyone to put their money on them to play safe but the gut feel says that something is about to happen this time. The player to watch out from them is Hussey and tait may be the surprise package. Don’t ever rule out gilly or gilchrist my favorite player both in test and ODI just the way he plays and conducts himself.
England- don’t want to discuss much about them and don’t read much into their wins in the CB series recently against the Aussies because they are not a confident unit all the time. If they can get some of their confidence back they can play well. A semis place would be a good achievement for them as far as I think. Players to watch out – Kevin Peterson. He can really infuse some enthusiasm in them by his displays.
India- Our home team our mother land. Well heart beats for them to win but there is always that element of doubt that keeps them always striving for something extra. May be this in the syche of every Indian that makes him feel like that on a big stage. Tagged as one of the hot favorites to win the tournament along with Aussies and s.africa. The slow and low pitches should suit them as everyone keeps saying but what happened in the last year’s series against the West Indies. Nothing can be said according to that and also nothing should be over hyped or over expected out of the experience and the talent that the team posses. It is the performance of the 11 on the field on that day how well they play and support each other that matters the most. They have the ammunition to knock the winds out of any one but be wary of the Australians, they have tend to develop some mental block in recent time that they are not able to win against them give any where and any condition some sort of team phobia that they had against the pak some years back which they have overcome. I feel an inspirational performance from some one (any one ) can break this jinx which should take them all the way through. Though I don’t undermine other teams but I believe this team has the potential to reach the finals and win it also provided they don’t feel the pressure of their own expectations. Players to watch out – Rahul Dravid the back bone of the team, his performance in the middle order would guide the teams total after a good/poor start. Exciting talent of Uthappa should help us win at least one match. Bowlers to watch out – Agarkar and Sachin. Apart from this Sachin would want to leave a lasting impression on the sands of time and Caribbean. Go for it and give it your best shot.
New Zealand – The team as has shown to the whole world have risen up to the challenge and have given all the contenders a head ache. They are a team of some pretty mid-talented but very hard working, some good and a couple of class players in their ranks. They are blessed with some pretty good all-rounders. With their current performances against the aussies some serious chinks in austrailia’s armour have been surfaced which can work to the advantage of other teams. Players to watch out – Ross Taylor their up coming one of the most promising young talent all of 22yrs in age. Star perfomers over the time – Stephen fleming again the most talented and respected leader of packs around the world, and bond – shane bond the fiery cop from the kiwi land. Looking pretty to make the semi finals.
Pakistan – Your guess is as good as mine. As everyone has said about them – they are brilliant one day but opposite the other. Unfortunately the latter comes true for them more often as compared to the previous one. They have in their team inzi, 2 Y’s- Younis and Yousuf who form the bulk of batting. Opening is in shambles and their seems no quick fix solution as for some time to come. The bowling without Akhtar and Asif can be a blessing in dis-guise more so considering the case of akhtar as he himself reflects the true nature of their cricket – brilliant at times and fickle at other. Asif surely would be missed and without razzaq surely it has depleted further but they still seem pretty good bowling outfit with an Umar gul and kaneria provided they rise up to the occasion and be counted for. Afridi lends a doubt in the team with his batting showing more of a fluke rather than pure character. All said and done you cant count them out as they showed in 1992 with that 1 point that they got against English which helped them qualify for semi finals and eventually winning finals. Players to watch – kaneria and aloo.
S Africa – I think it is pretty unfair to say that they are the great chokers of world cricket. Well I don’t agree with the genuine-ness of the statement. It is agreed that they did choked at crucial junctures but it is not a universal fact that they have done it every other time. In ’92 the rain rule did them in. In ’96 lara’s brilliance robbed a place in the last 8 for them. In ’99 which was widely discussed for the two matches this team played against Australia. The first one was the last super six match in which the famous ball dropping incident of gibbs happened. Well that was sheer bad-luck by gibbs who dropped it. In the semi-final they required 9 of the last over to win the match and klusener hits 2 powerful boundaries of the first 2 balls of Damien fleming’s over so scroes tied. Now in the next ball he takes off for a single and unfortunately gets Donald run out the non-striker at other end. Did they choked I don’t think so. I still remember the frustration on the faces of the Australians when klusener was hitting those boundaries they looked so desperate and helpless against the assault by him. No one remembers that the innings he played under pressure hitting two fours in the last over and only last wicket left and that too in a world cup semi final. Well that was sheer brilliance and proper stupidity rather than choking to get out at that stage. The Australians were having the luck on their side else we would have some other winner. But that’s one great aspect of Australians or you call anything that they have got themselves out of such situations in more than 1 occasion. In 2003 the miscalculation got the better of them. The only incidents that I can recall seeing them choke is in the hero cup, titan cup, and a couple of more tournaments. But they have improved in that aspect also else how can they chase down 434 against the mighty Australians. Shouldn’t we now say Australians choked? Players to watch – Pollock he’s revived himself like anything, Justin kemp and boucher.
Srilanka – The team from the emerald islands, they have been on a roll for sometime till their juggernaut was stopped by the Indians in the last series. They should do well and get their place booked in the semis. They have in them some of the best exponents of slow bowling that they can use in these sort of pitches. Murali and the marauder from marata jayasuriya who has gained his vintage self. They are a good enough team to outplay anyone on their day as shown by them in the last years CB series in Australia where they nearly toppled their apple car. They can go a long way, the only thing missing from their ranks is some one as solid as desilva who was a rock in the middle ordrer. The likes of attapattu and jayawardene are good but not great like a deSilva. Players to watch out for – jayasuriya, tharanga and murali.
West Indies – They are the host and its been a record that none of the hosts have lifted the cup so can it be them? Only time will tell but I can tell according to my gut feeling they don’t have in them what it takes to become a champion. Though they are the dark horses but their race can only go as far as semi final. Though lara & co. can defy me and them but it is yet to be done which I don’t believe they can. They play well as a unit on a day but can fall apart amazingly the other day like nine-pins. They played some good cricket in the last season reaching the finals of champions trophy and in Malaysia only to loose to Australia. They also won against India but then lost in the return series. They also lack something which is the last killer punch or the final nail in the coffin and they have missed those close encounters time and again that they don’t enthuse any confidence anymore that they can eventually finish till the end. Players to watch out – Lara may play a swansong before he bows out, Bravo – has one of the deadliest of slower balls in the game.
Well with all these descriptions I leave you all to think and pass your judgments through the comments section.May the best team wins and it is INDIA!!!!
But as it would be I thought of just taking a twist from my usual self describing and lets be a bit interactive and chatty.. so here I am presenting to you all the judges in this court of bat and ball the cases of different teams:
We would start alphabetically so that there is no partiality:
Australia- with 2 back to back world cup wins under their belt they seem destined to win this one also only to put some doubt in to our minds with their 5 losses in last 7 games. Well this doesn’t happen any time so easily with aussies so it is a matter to look out by other teams. With such an inspirational and free scoring captain and player in their ranks ricky ponting or the punter they look as the most serious contenders to win this world cup. I am surely tempted enough like anyone to put their money on them to play safe but the gut feel says that something is about to happen this time. The player to watch out from them is Hussey and tait may be the surprise package. Don’t ever rule out gilly or gilchrist my favorite player both in test and ODI just the way he plays and conducts himself.
England- don’t want to discuss much about them and don’t read much into their wins in the CB series recently against the Aussies because they are not a confident unit all the time. If they can get some of their confidence back they can play well. A semis place would be a good achievement for them as far as I think. Players to watch out – Kevin Peterson. He can really infuse some enthusiasm in them by his displays.
India- Our home team our mother land. Well heart beats for them to win but there is always that element of doubt that keeps them always striving for something extra. May be this in the syche of every Indian that makes him feel like that on a big stage. Tagged as one of the hot favorites to win the tournament along with Aussies and s.africa. The slow and low pitches should suit them as everyone keeps saying but what happened in the last year’s series against the West Indies. Nothing can be said according to that and also nothing should be over hyped or over expected out of the experience and the talent that the team posses. It is the performance of the 11 on the field on that day how well they play and support each other that matters the most. They have the ammunition to knock the winds out of any one but be wary of the Australians, they have tend to develop some mental block in recent time that they are not able to win against them give any where and any condition some sort of team phobia that they had against the pak some years back which they have overcome. I feel an inspirational performance from some one (any one ) can break this jinx which should take them all the way through. Though I don’t undermine other teams but I believe this team has the potential to reach the finals and win it also provided they don’t feel the pressure of their own expectations. Players to watch out – Rahul Dravid the back bone of the team, his performance in the middle order would guide the teams total after a good/poor start. Exciting talent of Uthappa should help us win at least one match. Bowlers to watch out – Agarkar and Sachin. Apart from this Sachin would want to leave a lasting impression on the sands of time and Caribbean. Go for it and give it your best shot.
New Zealand – The team as has shown to the whole world have risen up to the challenge and have given all the contenders a head ache. They are a team of some pretty mid-talented but very hard working, some good and a couple of class players in their ranks. They are blessed with some pretty good all-rounders. With their current performances against the aussies some serious chinks in austrailia’s armour have been surfaced which can work to the advantage of other teams. Players to watch out – Ross Taylor their up coming one of the most promising young talent all of 22yrs in age. Star perfomers over the time – Stephen fleming again the most talented and respected leader of packs around the world, and bond – shane bond the fiery cop from the kiwi land. Looking pretty to make the semi finals.
Pakistan – Your guess is as good as mine. As everyone has said about them – they are brilliant one day but opposite the other. Unfortunately the latter comes true for them more often as compared to the previous one. They have in their team inzi, 2 Y’s- Younis and Yousuf who form the bulk of batting. Opening is in shambles and their seems no quick fix solution as for some time to come. The bowling without Akhtar and Asif can be a blessing in dis-guise more so considering the case of akhtar as he himself reflects the true nature of their cricket – brilliant at times and fickle at other. Asif surely would be missed and without razzaq surely it has depleted further but they still seem pretty good bowling outfit with an Umar gul and kaneria provided they rise up to the occasion and be counted for. Afridi lends a doubt in the team with his batting showing more of a fluke rather than pure character. All said and done you cant count them out as they showed in 1992 with that 1 point that they got against English which helped them qualify for semi finals and eventually winning finals. Players to watch – kaneria and aloo.
S Africa – I think it is pretty unfair to say that they are the great chokers of world cricket. Well I don’t agree with the genuine-ness of the statement. It is agreed that they did choked at crucial junctures but it is not a universal fact that they have done it every other time. In ’92 the rain rule did them in. In ’96 lara’s brilliance robbed a place in the last 8 for them. In ’99 which was widely discussed for the two matches this team played against Australia. The first one was the last super six match in which the famous ball dropping incident of gibbs happened. Well that was sheer bad-luck by gibbs who dropped it. In the semi-final they required 9 of the last over to win the match and klusener hits 2 powerful boundaries of the first 2 balls of Damien fleming’s over so scroes tied. Now in the next ball he takes off for a single and unfortunately gets Donald run out the non-striker at other end. Did they choked I don’t think so. I still remember the frustration on the faces of the Australians when klusener was hitting those boundaries they looked so desperate and helpless against the assault by him. No one remembers that the innings he played under pressure hitting two fours in the last over and only last wicket left and that too in a world cup semi final. Well that was sheer brilliance and proper stupidity rather than choking to get out at that stage. The Australians were having the luck on their side else we would have some other winner. But that’s one great aspect of Australians or you call anything that they have got themselves out of such situations in more than 1 occasion. In 2003 the miscalculation got the better of them. The only incidents that I can recall seeing them choke is in the hero cup, titan cup, and a couple of more tournaments. But they have improved in that aspect also else how can they chase down 434 against the mighty Australians. Shouldn’t we now say Australians choked? Players to watch – Pollock he’s revived himself like anything, Justin kemp and boucher.
Srilanka – The team from the emerald islands, they have been on a roll for sometime till their juggernaut was stopped by the Indians in the last series. They should do well and get their place booked in the semis. They have in them some of the best exponents of slow bowling that they can use in these sort of pitches. Murali and the marauder from marata jayasuriya who has gained his vintage self. They are a good enough team to outplay anyone on their day as shown by them in the last years CB series in Australia where they nearly toppled their apple car. They can go a long way, the only thing missing from their ranks is some one as solid as desilva who was a rock in the middle ordrer. The likes of attapattu and jayawardene are good but not great like a deSilva. Players to watch out for – jayasuriya, tharanga and murali.
West Indies – They are the host and its been a record that none of the hosts have lifted the cup so can it be them? Only time will tell but I can tell according to my gut feeling they don’t have in them what it takes to become a champion. Though they are the dark horses but their race can only go as far as semi final. Though lara & co. can defy me and them but it is yet to be done which I don’t believe they can. They play well as a unit on a day but can fall apart amazingly the other day like nine-pins. They played some good cricket in the last season reaching the finals of champions trophy and in Malaysia only to loose to Australia. They also won against India but then lost in the return series. They also lack something which is the last killer punch or the final nail in the coffin and they have missed those close encounters time and again that they don’t enthuse any confidence anymore that they can eventually finish till the end. Players to watch out – Lara may play a swansong before he bows out, Bravo – has one of the deadliest of slower balls in the game.
Well with all these descriptions I leave you all to think and pass your judgments through the comments section.May the best team wins and it is INDIA!!!!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
A Far Cry from the past(Just Like that)
This was something that I was telling anu & shrestha the other day.
I don't know why i said this bit it just strike me and I started this.
It was in the end of winter’s of 1999 guess it was Feb or March
India Vs Pakistan (1st test match- chennai)
India had to chase down somewhere in the vicinity of 260-270 odd runs...in the last innings after that fluke innings of sheer madness from the pathan of pak - shahid afridi....
India started badly losing its openers very cheap and then the loss of Dravid and Ganguly in a very strange manner in which the ball from saqlain ricocheted of his boots and into the close in catcher...
India bent and in pain similar to the paining back of one Sachin Tendulkar started the fight back along with good support from nayan mongia who has now lost in the dusty winds of match-fixing history in Indian Cricket....
As Sachin started hitting the ball from the middle and with more regularity the more it started to grapple the spectators and his back...
Soon he was taking India to a famous coming from the back victory not seen much in the history of Indian cricket.But then the fate eventually strikes- saqlain( then the best offie in th world) bowled his doosra and Sachin playing it not anticipating the doosra a shot towards deep mid-wicket but the ball ballooned in the opposite direction. And the man under it was none other than Pakistan's inspirational captain(then) wasim akram. Every one including him and Sachin had their hearts in their mouth as it was such a crucial incident in the match. I still feel had it been some one else in the field other than wasim the chances of dropping that catch (due to the pressure itself) would have gone up by 50%, but not wasim it was his day to be and he took the catch with comfortable ease.And as it turned out India after Sachin could muster only 6 more runs and lost by a narrow margin of 12 runs or so.
So much was I heart broken that I couldn’t imagine what has just happened. After putting in so much and still so far to go had been India’s and in particular that of some Sachin’s story that day. Every purist in the game blamed of sort to Sachin that he should have finished the business and should have seen his side home rather than bow out like that.
In the post match ceremony he was announced as man of the match and that too on being on the losing side, he wasn’t able to come out and take the prize himself as he was getting treated upon for back spasms. In the papers the next day full of stories from the match it was written that after Sachin got out and he went back to the pavilion he saw other players crumble under pressure there was only one thing he did and that was cry!!!
He cried and cried and cried. It is all but natural to feel like that after putting so much effort and against the odds.
At least he showed the courage unlike me to let the tears flow from his eyes where as I was just my numb self.
Thereafter I still feel that an effort to succeed also values just like achieving the success!
I don't know why i said this bit it just strike me and I started this.
It was in the end of winter’s of 1999 guess it was Feb or March
India Vs Pakistan (1st test match- chennai)
India had to chase down somewhere in the vicinity of 260-270 odd runs...in the last innings after that fluke innings of sheer madness from the pathan of pak - shahid afridi....
India started badly losing its openers very cheap and then the loss of Dravid and Ganguly in a very strange manner in which the ball from saqlain ricocheted of his boots and into the close in catcher...
India bent and in pain similar to the paining back of one Sachin Tendulkar started the fight back along with good support from nayan mongia who has now lost in the dusty winds of match-fixing history in Indian Cricket....
As Sachin started hitting the ball from the middle and with more regularity the more it started to grapple the spectators and his back...
Soon he was taking India to a famous coming from the back victory not seen much in the history of Indian cricket.But then the fate eventually strikes- saqlain( then the best offie in th world) bowled his doosra and Sachin playing it not anticipating the doosra a shot towards deep mid-wicket but the ball ballooned in the opposite direction. And the man under it was none other than Pakistan's inspirational captain(then) wasim akram. Every one including him and Sachin had their hearts in their mouth as it was such a crucial incident in the match. I still feel had it been some one else in the field other than wasim the chances of dropping that catch (due to the pressure itself) would have gone up by 50%, but not wasim it was his day to be and he took the catch with comfortable ease.And as it turned out India after Sachin could muster only 6 more runs and lost by a narrow margin of 12 runs or so.
So much was I heart broken that I couldn’t imagine what has just happened. After putting in so much and still so far to go had been India’s and in particular that of some Sachin’s story that day. Every purist in the game blamed of sort to Sachin that he should have finished the business and should have seen his side home rather than bow out like that.
In the post match ceremony he was announced as man of the match and that too on being on the losing side, he wasn’t able to come out and take the prize himself as he was getting treated upon for back spasms. In the papers the next day full of stories from the match it was written that after Sachin got out and he went back to the pavilion he saw other players crumble under pressure there was only one thing he did and that was cry!!!
He cried and cried and cried. It is all but natural to feel like that after putting so much effort and against the odds.
At least he showed the courage unlike me to let the tears flow from his eyes where as I was just my numb self.
Thereafter I still feel that an effort to succeed also values just like achieving the success!
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Kahi Kho Gaya ....!
Well this happened sometime around month of April if i am correct in the year 2003! Yes the same year that i left VIT in the pursuit of WASE- Wipro Academy of Software Excellence. It's a unique and un-heard concept among the circles of IT companies but it is fast catching up due to the trend of changing jobs and high attrition rate in IT circles. The reasoning that the IT companies give behind this is to retain the talent pool that they have and in lieu provide them with roti, kapda aur makaan! Ohhh am sadly mistaken it's absolutely correct but it comes up as dhoti, padhnaa aur kaam.....
well enuff of this as I don’t want to get into a debate with regards to the same. It was our early days of induction as we were made to sit in these halls of Talent Transformation from morning to evening and learn all the stuff on our own. we were getting trained on java at that time and were told by our supervisor from TT that we wud be given 3 chances to clear the assessment exams and we need to come up with a score of >=80% in them else we would be chucked out of the organization. I missed by 1 question in the first two exams as i remember. I was scared as well as sab but as it turned out the last exam didnt happen at all. again diverted from the topic so back to the basics again as told in cricket so much.!!! At that point of time which seems so much distant now there was a cafeteria in Tower-4, 5th floor. There I used to have dinner at times and now lunch but it is now shifted down as it's a pain going up all the way to the 5th floor and come back again...
I guess I was having some snacks there and I met anu there in the cafeteria. She was about to leave and so was I, but I had forgotten something in the class room so I asked her to wait for me and I would get back with the stuff. But to my surprise when I returned she was no-where to be seen. I searched for her but not able to locate her I left from there.
As it was almost 7:30 so I rushed to the bus parking lot to catch the bus for BTM. As I got into the bus it was almost co-incidence or what I met anu again sitting somewhere in the back and that too with the next place vacant. I asked her about her whereabouts in the cafeteria, she told that she had waited for me but I guess I was late enough for her to leave for the bus. As the bus started its journey towards its destination so too our conversation started. Initially as told to me by anu she always tells me that I was pretty formal and no-nonsense person she thought of me. But it is in my nature that I cant just hit an instant cord with someone unless I know that person much. So our initial talks were all high level and in high angrezi language. As she was new to Bangalore and didn’t have much idea about the whereabouts of Bangalore I gave her a crash course of some of the landmarks and places. I also told her about where this bus would drop her and what all bus routes would suit her on the way to her house. I must say after all this she was pretty impressed with my knowledge about Bangalore’s geography. Some snippets of the conversation if I recall:
Anu: so where do you stay kapil?
Kapil: Well I stay in BTM, its very near to silk board. You know silk board naa?
K: what about you?
A: I stay in koramangala(the land of Bold and the Beautiful, Santa Barbara…). How many of you stay together?
K: We are 7 in all, actually we stay in two flats, 1 in the ground floor and 1 in first floor(telling as if it’s a mantra apartment or so…)
A: this bus will go to Kormangala how will you go to your place…?
K: Well I would just get down to BTM and then would walk all the way home…(in thoughts: how shall I tell her that all the BTM buses had left by the time I reached at the parking lot)
A: How much far away is it from your place?
K: well it is about 1.5 to 2 Kms away (and believe me sir it is approx that much far but no one believes me. don’t know why???)… I generally get down here and walk this much… (he he he laughs…)
A: ( In thoughts: gadhaa apne aap ko zyada shaana samajh raha hain) hmmm….
While all this conversation was taking place no-one took care to look out and think where we were exactly so Mr. Munish takes a peep outside the window and walla what do we have here..
Soon I realized that there is a junction ahead and it is silk board junction, so I took her leave, wished her and started walking towards the front door. As I approached it I could make out that it was my mistake to think of bomanhalli junction as silk board junction. I looked towards anu and she was laughing in a way which was conveying a bye kind of gesture. Well all this for showing my prowess in Bangalore roads knowledge would have been a damp squib had I gone back. Stupidly I asked the driver to stop the bus and got down there only to realize that silk board itself was more than 2kms away from the place. Wipro bus seemed a nice option but it would have been so embarrassing having got down from the bus and become the laughing stock.
So I decided otherwise and waited for the bus to fled away as it was still stuck in the jam. Then caught a BMTC bus but that too only was till silk board so ultimately it turned out that I had to walk back from there to my dream house. Wow what a painful walk it was…
well enuff of this as I don’t want to get into a debate with regards to the same. It was our early days of induction as we were made to sit in these halls of Talent Transformation from morning to evening and learn all the stuff on our own. we were getting trained on java at that time and were told by our supervisor from TT that we wud be given 3 chances to clear the assessment exams and we need to come up with a score of >=80% in them else we would be chucked out of the organization. I missed by 1 question in the first two exams as i remember. I was scared as well as sab but as it turned out the last exam didnt happen at all. again diverted from the topic so back to the basics again as told in cricket so much.!!! At that point of time which seems so much distant now there was a cafeteria in Tower-4, 5th floor. There I used to have dinner at times and now lunch but it is now shifted down as it's a pain going up all the way to the 5th floor and come back again...
I guess I was having some snacks there and I met anu there in the cafeteria. She was about to leave and so was I, but I had forgotten something in the class room so I asked her to wait for me and I would get back with the stuff. But to my surprise when I returned she was no-where to be seen. I searched for her but not able to locate her I left from there.
As it was almost 7:30 so I rushed to the bus parking lot to catch the bus for BTM. As I got into the bus it was almost co-incidence or what I met anu again sitting somewhere in the back and that too with the next place vacant. I asked her about her whereabouts in the cafeteria, she told that she had waited for me but I guess I was late enough for her to leave for the bus. As the bus started its journey towards its destination so too our conversation started. Initially as told to me by anu she always tells me that I was pretty formal and no-nonsense person she thought of me. But it is in my nature that I cant just hit an instant cord with someone unless I know that person much. So our initial talks were all high level and in high angrezi language. As she was new to Bangalore and didn’t have much idea about the whereabouts of Bangalore I gave her a crash course of some of the landmarks and places. I also told her about where this bus would drop her and what all bus routes would suit her on the way to her house. I must say after all this she was pretty impressed with my knowledge about Bangalore’s geography. Some snippets of the conversation if I recall:
Anu: so where do you stay kapil?
Kapil: Well I stay in BTM, its very near to silk board. You know silk board naa?
K: what about you?
A: I stay in koramangala(the land of Bold and the Beautiful, Santa Barbara…). How many of you stay together?
K: We are 7 in all, actually we stay in two flats, 1 in the ground floor and 1 in first floor(telling as if it’s a mantra apartment or so…)
A: this bus will go to Kormangala how will you go to your place…?
K: Well I would just get down to BTM and then would walk all the way home…(in thoughts: how shall I tell her that all the BTM buses had left by the time I reached at the parking lot)
A: How much far away is it from your place?
K: well it is about 1.5 to 2 Kms away (and believe me sir it is approx that much far but no one believes me. don’t know why???)… I generally get down here and walk this much… (he he he laughs…)
A: ( In thoughts: gadhaa apne aap ko zyada shaana samajh raha hain) hmmm….
While all this conversation was taking place no-one took care to look out and think where we were exactly so Mr. Munish takes a peep outside the window and walla what do we have here..
Soon I realized that there is a junction ahead and it is silk board junction, so I took her leave, wished her and started walking towards the front door. As I approached it I could make out that it was my mistake to think of bomanhalli junction as silk board junction. I looked towards anu and she was laughing in a way which was conveying a bye kind of gesture. Well all this for showing my prowess in Bangalore roads knowledge would have been a damp squib had I gone back. Stupidly I asked the driver to stop the bus and got down there only to realize that silk board itself was more than 2kms away from the place. Wipro bus seemed a nice option but it would have been so embarrassing having got down from the bus and become the laughing stock.
So I decided otherwise and waited for the bus to fled away as it was still stuck in the jam. Then caught a BMTC bus but that too only was till silk board so ultimately it turned out that I had to walk back from there to my dream house. Wow what a painful walk it was…
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Khatarnaak Bachha ;)
So we started in K.G… time to grow up but you have to clear exams to move into the next class. As far I can remember, I used to be pretty ok in studies but for some reason I didn’t prepare for the exams and exactly knew what to do when the time would come.
So here I am finding myself writing the exam. I remember that it was basic mathematics and English exam. The papers were given and we were writing the answers in our notebooks. Every one dedicatedly writing out the answers and in between all this we can find your truly searching for something below the desk. Was it the question paper? Was it the answer sheet? Was it the bag or something?? No it was a white and small eraser that I was searching. As and when I would go down the table I always come up with something! Two things to be exact! First one the eraser that fell down and the second! answer of the next question. The more the eraser fell down the more I knew the answer ;)) I guess its all apparent to you now what exactly was happening. I was intentionally throwing the eraser every time to read the answer every time from the book.
I still don’t know how come the teacher didn’t catch me all this while. But I knew then and there that whatever I did at that time wasn’t correct at all. Henceforth didn’t repeat the same ever. I did cheat and copied in the exams but not that openly and with such command mainly due to the repercussions and inner conscious.
So this was another small insight into my little very little childhood memoir. Am sure this would have also been interesting to read and know. Another stupid incident that I fondly remember was something happened when I grew up some more else not to make u ppl think that all the mischievous things I did was not in K.G ;)
I used to be very talkative when I was small not that I don’t talk now but I was really really talkative and a naughty boy at that time. Eating lunch in between the breaks and always speaking something or the other in the class every time. Sometimes my pals specially Vinay and Anshul have also got to share the brunt of punishment along with me though no fault of theirs. Ok back to the topic again. So here I was in the second standard and this madam I don’t remember her name was teaching. Well she was a huge and dangerous teacher which can send shivers down your spine. When ever she used to beat up some one boy it was done, you just had it. But how can any of this stop me the stupid in the story, so got caught as usual not once but umpteen number of times, got punished, went through the scale treatment (for all the innocent ones who don’t know what this is- you take a scale 1 feet long, made up of wood and take it rotate it by an angle of 90 degrees and just hit on the knee cap). Scale broke but my chatting didn’t stopped. So in the end of the day when I reached home to the utter surprise of my mother she finds my white shirt ruined. In the back of the collar something was engraved in blue colored ink: “yeh ladka bohat baat karta hain issey ghar pe hi rakha karon”
Well my mom didn’t beat me or anything but I knew that I have to stop all this talking.
But have u ever seen a dog’s tail getting straighten up? If yes then please do let me know also. In my case also it was a similar sort of tail which would never get straighten. Proof of that showed again some 4 years later- a boy with his chair and all the belongings made to sit in the window of the classroom ;-)
They say naa life is constant well I surely agree with that…..
So here I am finding myself writing the exam. I remember that it was basic mathematics and English exam. The papers were given and we were writing the answers in our notebooks. Every one dedicatedly writing out the answers and in between all this we can find your truly searching for something below the desk. Was it the question paper? Was it the answer sheet? Was it the bag or something?? No it was a white and small eraser that I was searching. As and when I would go down the table I always come up with something! Two things to be exact! First one the eraser that fell down and the second! answer of the next question. The more the eraser fell down the more I knew the answer ;)) I guess its all apparent to you now what exactly was happening. I was intentionally throwing the eraser every time to read the answer every time from the book.
I still don’t know how come the teacher didn’t catch me all this while. But I knew then and there that whatever I did at that time wasn’t correct at all. Henceforth didn’t repeat the same ever. I did cheat and copied in the exams but not that openly and with such command mainly due to the repercussions and inner conscious.
So this was another small insight into my little very little childhood memoir. Am sure this would have also been interesting to read and know. Another stupid incident that I fondly remember was something happened when I grew up some more else not to make u ppl think that all the mischievous things I did was not in K.G ;)
I used to be very talkative when I was small not that I don’t talk now but I was really really talkative and a naughty boy at that time. Eating lunch in between the breaks and always speaking something or the other in the class every time. Sometimes my pals specially Vinay and Anshul have also got to share the brunt of punishment along with me though no fault of theirs. Ok back to the topic again. So here I was in the second standard and this madam I don’t remember her name was teaching. Well she was a huge and dangerous teacher which can send shivers down your spine. When ever she used to beat up some one boy it was done, you just had it. But how can any of this stop me the stupid in the story, so got caught as usual not once but umpteen number of times, got punished, went through the scale treatment (for all the innocent ones who don’t know what this is- you take a scale 1 feet long, made up of wood and take it rotate it by an angle of 90 degrees and just hit on the knee cap). Scale broke but my chatting didn’t stopped. So in the end of the day when I reached home to the utter surprise of my mother she finds my white shirt ruined. In the back of the collar something was engraved in blue colored ink: “yeh ladka bohat baat karta hain issey ghar pe hi rakha karon”
Well my mom didn’t beat me or anything but I knew that I have to stop all this talking.
But have u ever seen a dog’s tail getting straighten up? If yes then please do let me know also. In my case also it was a similar sort of tail which would never get straighten. Proof of that showed again some 4 years later- a boy with his chair and all the belongings made to sit in the window of the classroom ;-)
They say naa life is constant well I surely agree with that…..
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Small Creatures or Beasts...???
Well as they se na ‘poot(Kid) ke paav palne mein hi dikh jaatein hain’
Something like this happened when 3 poots have not yet come out of the palna
And they were – Anshul, Vinay and ur’s truly ;)
All three of us had to meet somewhere as it was bound to else how come I would be writing this…
Ok so as the fate had it’s hand all three of us landed in the same school and in the same class and same section
Can you believe that! Whew…..
What am about to tell you I am sure is for people above 18 only…and guess where I was when this happened???
In K.G…..yes it was K.G class the primary most class in a school (No need to mention the school details, integrity issue)
So all three of us met and as far as I remember that it was not at the very first instant that we 3 became the best of pals
But after this incident that we really felt for each other as best friends…
There was this guy in the other section
His name if I correctly remember was Gaurav ahmm sorry not able to recognize the last name
Ours was a separate section from the school
As we were the smallest and most vulnerable lot from the rest because of our tender age ;)
So there was this big veranda or open gallery or path way just outside all the K.G class sections
It was mid-winter morning and this guy our hero ‘Gaurav’ was standing out
For some reason not apparent all three of us standing there staring at him,felt anger and displeasure after seeing him
Then as a common rage against the guy we went upto him and chatttaaaaaaaaaaaak gave one to him…
Then came back and went again and another phtaka straight on his face…
He was awestruck as to what in the world has he done just 4+ yrs on this earth and what the hell we are doing this to him...
We went for a couple of rounds again and after that left full high and satisfied by our actions
It turned out in the end was that the center of all our angst and rage against him was a ‘Girl’ of same class
Yes it was a girl, not that we 3 were feeling child like love for her but…how dare can he speak with a girl in front of us!!!
We rule this place and what ever we do or feel right would be followed around.
Well that didn’t happen after that day as better sense prevail but what happened was I feel not the most correct thing…
As years passed by we grew up and one day parted for different ways….
But till that day we(3) weren’t able to show emotions to each other for any body from the opposite gender…
i remember that we never spoke of any girl to each other....
That’s how life can be!
But that didn’t undermine our friendship as deep down we always know that we were and still are best of friends…
Something like this happened when 3 poots have not yet come out of the palna
And they were – Anshul, Vinay and ur’s truly ;)
All three of us had to meet somewhere as it was bound to else how come I would be writing this…
Ok so as the fate had it’s hand all three of us landed in the same school and in the same class and same section
Can you believe that! Whew…..
What am about to tell you I am sure is for people above 18 only…and guess where I was when this happened???
In K.G…..yes it was K.G class the primary most class in a school (No need to mention the school details, integrity issue)
So all three of us met and as far as I remember that it was not at the very first instant that we 3 became the best of pals
But after this incident that we really felt for each other as best friends…
There was this guy in the other section
His name if I correctly remember was Gaurav ahmm sorry not able to recognize the last name
Ours was a separate section from the school
As we were the smallest and most vulnerable lot from the rest because of our tender age ;)
So there was this big veranda or open gallery or path way just outside all the K.G class sections
It was mid-winter morning and this guy our hero ‘Gaurav’ was standing out
For some reason not apparent all three of us standing there staring at him,felt anger and displeasure after seeing him
Then as a common rage against the guy we went upto him and chatttaaaaaaaaaaaak gave one to him…
Then came back and went again and another phtaka straight on his face…
He was awestruck as to what in the world has he done just 4+ yrs on this earth and what the hell we are doing this to him...
We went for a couple of rounds again and after that left full high and satisfied by our actions
It turned out in the end was that the center of all our angst and rage against him was a ‘Girl’ of same class
Yes it was a girl, not that we 3 were feeling child like love for her but…how dare can he speak with a girl in front of us!!!
We rule this place and what ever we do or feel right would be followed around.
Well that didn’t happen after that day as better sense prevail but what happened was I feel not the most correct thing…
As years passed by we grew up and one day parted for different ways….
But till that day we(3) weren’t able to show emotions to each other for any body from the opposite gender…
i remember that we never spoke of any girl to each other....
That’s how life can be!
But that didn’t undermine our friendship as deep down we always know that we were and still are best of friends…
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