Were we right in drawing pride from the success of the young blooded Indian team in SriLanka?Were we too carried away by the colors of victory in the first 4 ODIs to not notice the major drawback in this lineup - "The Lack Of Experience", which was the reason for our defeat in the 5th ODI?It also showed today in the first T20 against NZ. Young blood, the vigour, the aggressiveness and all are fine, few of the major factors needed for victory, but the most important aspect of timely thinking, sensible play and situational batting...r we lacking that?It showed to be true in today's T20. Even the experienced players like Sehwag seem to not understand the importance of being at the wicket and pillar one end so the others could score around them. If it wasn't for Suresh Raina's knock and Harbhajan's sensible batting, we were in the danger of being bowled out for 120 in 10 overs with Raina stranded at the crease out of partners. They both understood the importance of a partnership, and had the others mainly Yousuf Pathan understood the importance of this with his power and with the kind of start and runrate we were cruising at, 180 or even 190 was on the cards. But, no one had the slightest instinct to even wanna survive..everyone came in with the mindset, "Blast out or Get out"..sheer madness prevailed.
It is time we sat back and dwelled on this very vulnerable weak link and stop riding on the luck factor, majorly thrown in by Dhoni's presence as captain or we could very soon be in a situation where crores of Indians would be breathing fire down upon Dhoni's men. We are a nation of sentimental fools, and even as players we tend to be blown away by the hype. But, a professional approach and a proper gameplan are to be made for each and every game, no matter who the oposition. Hope Gary Kirsten after today's defeat understands this and brings about a regime of discipline in this fiery and winning but only lucky Indian team and turn them into a completely unbeatable lot, cos we have the potential and it needs to be tapped and molded with the right ingredients.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
A RAY OF HOPE & A WHOLE LOT OF FAITH
Well, they just don’t say, that things happen if they are destined to happen. Faith is what takes you over the line, and courage is what helps you get there, even though all odds seem to be against you and all roads leading to a dead end.
We started off the trip to tirumala with neither accommodation nor any darshan tickets, just having the hope things would work out because we had a few friends among us whose uncles and dads had very high reaches in the political realm. When we reached tirupati, we were a whole lot happy to see our friend who had come over from Chennai, indeed this happiness meant a lot, because without him a lot of what was to happen wouldn’t have been as beautiful as it was. The queue at the bus stand for darshan tickets had us overwhelmed, but there were alternate venues for them, and we decided to visit the others. All of them left us disappointed, and that was when we decided we would head up-hill and then see what could be done. Well, when would friends come in handy if not now?
The guy who was to arrange the things for us had an unfortunate incident, which prevented him from making the trip, and so with him not with us now, chances of things working out smoothly were a lot lesser. We called him up once we reached the top, and he made a few calls and voila, things starting to run fine, and before we knew it we had a room allotted to us. Wow, A nice start to the trip! We all were glad to have got our asses to rest and answer nature’s call, and in the meanwhile cells were ringing around trying to get darshan tickets for the same day, as we had our return journeys booked for that day night. As the turn of events were to go, everything didn’t seem to be running smoothly any longer. The absence of our friend started showing its effect, and now we were screwed out of getting darshan tickets. We were not going to get them so easily now. After a little discussion, we decided we would take the long way and go for free darshan. But, the crowd had spawned in a lot earlier than us and that way it would take us more than 8 hours before we could have a glimpse of the allmighty. Too long!
This was when our friend from Chennai spoke up and said he could try and do something. We were all ready to give it a try, before we took the deep plunge, so here were our hopes rejuvenating and we had by then put in all our faith on the almighty himself. We said to ourselves, “if it is his wish to have us in his abode, nothing can make it not happen”. The first call to his father was pretty unexciting, and we were just considering it a wild arrow, taking all the chances before giving up. But, then in a few minutes, everything started looking bright again. His father directed us to another friend of his, who had some really neat contacts at high places. And within a few minutes we found ourselves talking to the DSP. We were at awe, unable to believe the things happening around us, and within the next 20 minutes, we were in direct conversation with a policeman, who brought us our tickets for a VIP darshan. We completed our darshan and were blessed to be in the divine presence of lord Venkateswara withing an hour and a half. The whole run went so fine, we were very satisfied, our eyes wet with happiness as we walked past the radiant idol with clasped hands and mantras in our hearts.
We had started off with utterly nothing at 6 in the morning, and now by 2 in the afternoon, we had one of the greatest darshans of our lives, and were out of the temple on the way to collect the scintillating laddoos, the prashaad of lord Venkateshwara. Nothing else was on our minds then, apart from the happiness of the turn of the events and the ecstasy of having had such a wonderful darshan. On the way back to our cottages, thoughts flowed spontaneously and as we reflected upon the whole day’s happenings, where we had started without having anything, to getting a room and then starting off to take a long free darshan, and one phone call, to try our luck, changing everything within a matter of minutes, it indeed shows what I started off talking about...the divine grace would play its strongest hand upon you only if you had the utmost faith in it, and the courage to hope for the best to happen even in the gravest of situations, because of your faith in God.
We started off the trip to tirumala with neither accommodation nor any darshan tickets, just having the hope things would work out because we had a few friends among us whose uncles and dads had very high reaches in the political realm. When we reached tirupati, we were a whole lot happy to see our friend who had come over from Chennai, indeed this happiness meant a lot, because without him a lot of what was to happen wouldn’t have been as beautiful as it was. The queue at the bus stand for darshan tickets had us overwhelmed, but there were alternate venues for them, and we decided to visit the others. All of them left us disappointed, and that was when we decided we would head up-hill and then see what could be done. Well, when would friends come in handy if not now?
The guy who was to arrange the things for us had an unfortunate incident, which prevented him from making the trip, and so with him not with us now, chances of things working out smoothly were a lot lesser. We called him up once we reached the top, and he made a few calls and voila, things starting to run fine, and before we knew it we had a room allotted to us. Wow, A nice start to the trip! We all were glad to have got our asses to rest and answer nature’s call, and in the meanwhile cells were ringing around trying to get darshan tickets for the same day, as we had our return journeys booked for that day night. As the turn of events were to go, everything didn’t seem to be running smoothly any longer. The absence of our friend started showing its effect, and now we were screwed out of getting darshan tickets. We were not going to get them so easily now. After a little discussion, we decided we would take the long way and go for free darshan. But, the crowd had spawned in a lot earlier than us and that way it would take us more than 8 hours before we could have a glimpse of the allmighty. Too long!
This was when our friend from Chennai spoke up and said he could try and do something. We were all ready to give it a try, before we took the deep plunge, so here were our hopes rejuvenating and we had by then put in all our faith on the almighty himself. We said to ourselves, “if it is his wish to have us in his abode, nothing can make it not happen”. The first call to his father was pretty unexciting, and we were just considering it a wild arrow, taking all the chances before giving up. But, then in a few minutes, everything started looking bright again. His father directed us to another friend of his, who had some really neat contacts at high places. And within a few minutes we found ourselves talking to the DSP. We were at awe, unable to believe the things happening around us, and within the next 20 minutes, we were in direct conversation with a policeman, who brought us our tickets for a VIP darshan. We completed our darshan and were blessed to be in the divine presence of lord Venkateswara withing an hour and a half. The whole run went so fine, we were very satisfied, our eyes wet with happiness as we walked past the radiant idol with clasped hands and mantras in our hearts.
We had started off with utterly nothing at 6 in the morning, and now by 2 in the afternoon, we had one of the greatest darshans of our lives, and were out of the temple on the way to collect the scintillating laddoos, the prashaad of lord Venkateshwara. Nothing else was on our minds then, apart from the happiness of the turn of the events and the ecstasy of having had such a wonderful darshan. On the way back to our cottages, thoughts flowed spontaneously and as we reflected upon the whole day’s happenings, where we had started without having anything, to getting a room and then starting off to take a long free darshan, and one phone call, to try our luck, changing everything within a matter of minutes, it indeed shows what I started off talking about...the divine grace would play its strongest hand upon you only if you had the utmost faith in it, and the courage to hope for the best to happen even in the gravest of situations, because of your faith in God.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
A twist of fate
He would have never thought he wud be involved in such a bizarre turn of events on that day. It was at the diary circle on bannerghatta road that this had to happen. I had attended a training and was returning home at 6 in the evening, when i got a call from my friend and i stopped on the side of the road to answer it. A smoking hot girl walked up right next to me on the pavement whr i had placed my foot for support, and she raised her hand and waved it as though signalling to somebody.
Who would have ever thought a simple hand gesture could lead to such a disaster. I gave her a look and admired her beauty for a second and got back to talking to my friend on the phone, and this was when i heard the screeching of brakes and a huge thud. I was at first perplexed and shocked. I looked at my phone in awe to see if it was coming from my friend's side. It then suddenly occured to me that there has been an accident. I turned to the other side of the road and was shocked to see what had happened. There was a bike lying flat on the road, trampled by an auto. Luckily nothing had happened to either the biker or the autowaala...they escaped with minor bruises. A gruelsome fight broke out between the two, and that was when i came to know the reason why the accident happened. The autowaala said, "avalu kayyi torsidru, naanu auto goskara anukondhu, turn maadibitta". It meant, "the girl waved her hand and i thought she signalled for my auto, so i turned".
If it was any other person, the auto wouldnt have even noticed them, in that traffic rush, but she had to draw attention. The effect of disaster a beautiful girl can have is pretty evident here. The autowaala as soon as he saw her wave her hand, didnt give a second thought and just turned the auto immediately towards her, without even checking for traffic behind him, leading to that pile up. The scene had got really bad, very fowl language was flowing around and suddenly it got physical. The autowaala, a heavily built guy drew blood from the biker's nose and then the crowd around them poured in to stop the fight. Poor biker, he wud have never thought his day wud see so much, when he had started it. As the pile-up slowly cleared, my attention was caught by another conversation. The girl was saying to a boy on a bike, "ab main kya karoon?maine haat tere ko hilaya tha, aur woh saala autowaala confuse ho gaya. Isme meri kya galti hai??!!".
She had signalled her boy frend who was on the other side of the road, and this had led to a very gruelling fight between two commuters who were in the first place not supposed to have any part in this mayhem. Heights of irony..isn't it?
Who would have ever thought a simple hand gesture could lead to such a disaster. I gave her a look and admired her beauty for a second and got back to talking to my friend on the phone, and this was when i heard the screeching of brakes and a huge thud. I was at first perplexed and shocked. I looked at my phone in awe to see if it was coming from my friend's side. It then suddenly occured to me that there has been an accident. I turned to the other side of the road and was shocked to see what had happened. There was a bike lying flat on the road, trampled by an auto. Luckily nothing had happened to either the biker or the autowaala...they escaped with minor bruises. A gruelsome fight broke out between the two, and that was when i came to know the reason why the accident happened. The autowaala said, "avalu kayyi torsidru, naanu auto goskara anukondhu, turn maadibitta". It meant, "the girl waved her hand and i thought she signalled for my auto, so i turned".
If it was any other person, the auto wouldnt have even noticed them, in that traffic rush, but she had to draw attention. The effect of disaster a beautiful girl can have is pretty evident here. The autowaala as soon as he saw her wave her hand, didnt give a second thought and just turned the auto immediately towards her, without even checking for traffic behind him, leading to that pile up. The scene had got really bad, very fowl language was flowing around and suddenly it got physical. The autowaala, a heavily built guy drew blood from the biker's nose and then the crowd around them poured in to stop the fight. Poor biker, he wud have never thought his day wud see so much, when he had started it. As the pile-up slowly cleared, my attention was caught by another conversation. The girl was saying to a boy on a bike, "ab main kya karoon?maine haat tere ko hilaya tha, aur woh saala autowaala confuse ho gaya. Isme meri kya galti hai??!!".
She had signalled her boy frend who was on the other side of the road, and this had led to a very gruelling fight between two commuters who were in the first place not supposed to have any part in this mayhem. Heights of irony..isn't it?
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Is "Being Selfish" the best way to be??
It hurts to slowly realize this. The pain is excruciating with the turn of every event. We think every time it is just this one last thing, but we wud have thought so, numerous times by now and the hits never stop coming. They just keep flowing in. Well for me, I always asked for more in everything i got or did. I like it that way. But, i never had thought it wud happen this way. I kept saying enough every time it happened, but he never seems to hear my pleading, and the experiences just keep coming. Well, how many of us dont face this situation numerous times in our everyday lives?
Isn't it pretty common that everything u ever enjoyed in and wanted to do ever, slowly started looking scary and the interest and passion started fading? Have you ever asked urself this question,"how cud my world no longer be whr i wanted to be?!!".Its just too much to fathom, but with the turn of events that happen around u, we slowly but definitely realize that the ideals and the people we build our world around are completely wrong and are never permanent. They would never be the same for as long as we lived. U can never trust in people to be thr with u all the time, but can definitely trust in them to let u down. Isn't this a worldly fact?The realization of this fact occurs in a split second, and u feel a stab in ur heart.Well, as we slowly realize this, the guilt in beleiving that "the best way of being is by being selfish" gradually withers away. Only then can u be the most important for urself. Why do i say this?Why cant somebody be important for themselves naturally?
voila!!!the answer is right thr. When u cant be the most important for urself, then thr is someone else who is being that instead of u, or may be a group of people or things, for which u tend to sacrifice ur wants, to see their wants being done. Ur in dilemmas at many points, in fixes, to choose, cos there are just too many options. By being selfish and thinking only about urself, thr is just one thing to pick and that is "YoU". So, isnt it easy to see, everybody doesnt beleive in this, so no matter what thr are always ppl who wud be thr for u, but u dont have to be thr for nebody. Almost everybody in this world is not brave enough to be completely independent, they wud strive on u, but to muster up the courage and be completely only for urself, is a tough one and learning to do it is the best guide to 'experience'.
Isn't it pretty common that everything u ever enjoyed in and wanted to do ever, slowly started looking scary and the interest and passion started fading? Have you ever asked urself this question,"how cud my world no longer be whr i wanted to be?!!".Its just too much to fathom, but with the turn of events that happen around u, we slowly but definitely realize that the ideals and the people we build our world around are completely wrong and are never permanent. They would never be the same for as long as we lived. U can never trust in people to be thr with u all the time, but can definitely trust in them to let u down. Isn't this a worldly fact?The realization of this fact occurs in a split second, and u feel a stab in ur heart.Well, as we slowly realize this, the guilt in beleiving that "the best way of being is by being selfish" gradually withers away. Only then can u be the most important for urself. Why do i say this?Why cant somebody be important for themselves naturally?
voila!!!the answer is right thr. When u cant be the most important for urself, then thr is someone else who is being that instead of u, or may be a group of people or things, for which u tend to sacrifice ur wants, to see their wants being done. Ur in dilemmas at many points, in fixes, to choose, cos there are just too many options. By being selfish and thinking only about urself, thr is just one thing to pick and that is "YoU". So, isnt it easy to see, everybody doesnt beleive in this, so no matter what thr are always ppl who wud be thr for u, but u dont have to be thr for nebody. Almost everybody in this world is not brave enough to be completely independent, they wud strive on u, but to muster up the courage and be completely only for urself, is a tough one and learning to do it is the best guide to 'experience'.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
A day with the love of my life
It was the 31st of december and i was ecstatic i was gonna finally see her again. The last time we were in each other's arms was more than 3 months ago. We wud talk on the phone almost everyday, but her warm hold, her love for me and the passion we shared when we were together..I missed these very badly. Now knowing we wud be together again with each other, was just overwhelming. I cudnt wait for the day to finish at work, so that i cud rush to the busstand and take that 7 PM bus which wud take me to her. The next few hours were very restless, me tossing in my bus seat, hoping the driver wud go faster, so i cud reach her a lot sooner, before it got too late in the night, so we cud spend much of the night together, before having to go to sleep. The anticipation that she wud be in my arms again in a few hrs was just so ticklish. I slowly dozed off and had dreams of the times we spent with each other walking around in the garden, hugging and kissing on the grass in the lawn. We would be so lost in each other when we were together, the rest of the world wud come to a standstill for us. The guy in the seat next to me woke me bcos the bus had stopped for refreshments and when we were having a coffee at the stall on the roadside, he asked me "mate, what were u dreaming...i have never seen somebody with such a radiant smile in their sleep". I said "It was Her". He gave me a parplexed expression and I just gave him another smile and carried on with my coffee.
Come 12:30 on the new year's day, and i was thr at the end of the street, a few paces and a few minutes away from being with her. I telephoned her that i was at the end of the street..be ready for me...and ran towards her home. She was thr in the doorway waiting for me. Our eyes caught each other and we cud no longer stay apart. I jumped over the gate, and she flew into my arms and i immediately "felt wet in between my legs". There she was, the love of my life, in my arms. We kissed each other, her kiss was longer and more passionate than mine, and i instantly knew, i would never be able to love her more than how much she loved me, neday of our lives and this thought made me so happy that i had found her. We walked into the house together and sat next to each other and i couldn't hold my tears, I had missed her a lot. I kissed her on her nose and said "I love you so much..why dont u come off with me and we cud always be together" and I was too afraid to listen to a no and so before she cud say nething, I gave her another big hug.
After all the emotions that flowed thru us, we both were very hungry. We decided we wud eat together from one plate and i wud feed her with my own hands that day. We decided not to sit at the dining table, but rather in the sofa whr we loved to ogle the whole day. We were famished and ate a lot that day. We then sat thr watching TV for sometime, all the time me ruffling thru her hair and kissing her and playing with each other. So late in the night and we never realized how much noise we were making, but were lost in our fun, njoying each other so much. It was finally time to go to bed and i wished that the day cud have been a lil longer. But, we both were tired and we retired to our fluffy double cot. She came and put her head on my chest and i held her closer to me. Thr we were still not completely asleep talking to each other, and as i was just dozing off, i remembered. I softly said in my sleep, "Honey...happy new year". She put her arm around me and we dozed off.
Though it was not a complete day of being with the love of my life, those few hrs were so ecstatic, i cud remember them for a lifetime. They always have been so wonderful everytime i went to meet her, but this time it felt so much more special, may be bcos it was the start of a new year and or may be cos it was the longest time i had been away from her. I woke up the next day to see her thr waiting for me to get up. I said "Gudmorning love, how was yesterday night?!!" and i still remember those love filled words she said to me.."bow bow!!" with her tongue hung out of her mouth and her eyes full of anticipation, as it was time for her early morning dog walk...
Come 12:30 on the new year's day, and i was thr at the end of the street, a few paces and a few minutes away from being with her. I telephoned her that i was at the end of the street..be ready for me...and ran towards her home. She was thr in the doorway waiting for me. Our eyes caught each other and we cud no longer stay apart. I jumped over the gate, and she flew into my arms and i immediately "felt wet in between my legs". There she was, the love of my life, in my arms. We kissed each other, her kiss was longer and more passionate than mine, and i instantly knew, i would never be able to love her more than how much she loved me, neday of our lives and this thought made me so happy that i had found her. We walked into the house together and sat next to each other and i couldn't hold my tears, I had missed her a lot. I kissed her on her nose and said "I love you so much..why dont u come off with me and we cud always be together" and I was too afraid to listen to a no and so before she cud say nething, I gave her another big hug.
After all the emotions that flowed thru us, we both were very hungry. We decided we wud eat together from one plate and i wud feed her with my own hands that day. We decided not to sit at the dining table, but rather in the sofa whr we loved to ogle the whole day. We were famished and ate a lot that day. We then sat thr watching TV for sometime, all the time me ruffling thru her hair and kissing her and playing with each other. So late in the night and we never realized how much noise we were making, but were lost in our fun, njoying each other so much. It was finally time to go to bed and i wished that the day cud have been a lil longer. But, we both were tired and we retired to our fluffy double cot. She came and put her head on my chest and i held her closer to me. Thr we were still not completely asleep talking to each other, and as i was just dozing off, i remembered. I softly said in my sleep, "Honey...happy new year". She put her arm around me and we dozed off.
Though it was not a complete day of being with the love of my life, those few hrs were so ecstatic, i cud remember them for a lifetime. They always have been so wonderful everytime i went to meet her, but this time it felt so much more special, may be bcos it was the start of a new year and or may be cos it was the longest time i had been away from her. I woke up the next day to see her thr waiting for me to get up. I said "Gudmorning love, how was yesterday night?!!" and i still remember those love filled words she said to me.."bow bow!!" with her tongue hung out of her mouth and her eyes full of anticipation, as it was time for her early morning dog walk...
Five commandments to happiness
1. For people in our age group, tensions at work are so much that it sucks up your life so much, u lose track of whr ur life is headed. Hence, the first commandment to happiness is "dont kill urself for work"..work wud always be thr..if thr was non work...thr wud be no organizations and everybody wud be jobless.
2. The second commandment to happiness is "love ur job"..no matter how much it sucks, ur destined to be in it, atleast in today's market scenario. We are crude enough to manipulate our emotions, so start doing that. Well, my way of doing this is by being money minded. Look at the money that it pays and tell urslef ur doing it for that. Trust me, it helps a lot.
3. "Dont respect your manager". Once u start respecting your manager, it slowly leads to making him ur role model, and u cant deny anything he tells u and u slowly start becoming this workaholic, in order to impress ur role model and the worst part is u dont even realize it.
4. Team mates and PLs next. "Flirt with all the females in ur team, and give all the males in ur team the impression ur a very spoilt brat". It never lets them take u very criously, so they dont expect hugely from u and voila, u have what u need - the team's support and no pressure. U can get them to do things for u time and again!!
5. "Be the noticed guy/gal on ur floor". When u have people talking about u, very small deeds of urs become very big acheivements, cos everyone is talking about them. Ur virtually working with a magnification factor of 5 or 6.
2. The second commandment to happiness is "love ur job"..no matter how much it sucks, ur destined to be in it, atleast in today's market scenario. We are crude enough to manipulate our emotions, so start doing that. Well, my way of doing this is by being money minded. Look at the money that it pays and tell urslef ur doing it for that. Trust me, it helps a lot.
3. "Dont respect your manager". Once u start respecting your manager, it slowly leads to making him ur role model, and u cant deny anything he tells u and u slowly start becoming this workaholic, in order to impress ur role model and the worst part is u dont even realize it.
4. Team mates and PLs next. "Flirt with all the females in ur team, and give all the males in ur team the impression ur a very spoilt brat". It never lets them take u very criously, so they dont expect hugely from u and voila, u have what u need - the team's support and no pressure. U can get them to do things for u time and again!!
5. "Be the noticed guy/gal on ur floor". When u have people talking about u, very small deeds of urs become very big acheivements, cos everyone is talking about them. Ur virtually working with a magnification factor of 5 or 6.
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