Sunday, December 21, 2008

Chennai and Miss Roy!

Some how, it just doesn't feel right. Where have we come, what are we doing as a nation, what should I make of a nation, where I myself feel guilty that in such testing times I actually couldn't resist watching India beat England on the last day! Where I don't know whether my feeling estatic about the whole affair is going to undermine my resolve as a citizen that was to never forget the Mumbai Carnage. Where I even feel whether this was the right time for such a test match to happen! and what the hell was the need of that win to come out of a Sachin Century in the second innings-while chasing. If it was to be a win, why could it not have been a less high profile one. Why now. why Like this!
I don't know the answer, may be just plain bad luck!

Someone tells me that 26 is not 11 and november is not September. Thanks for the enlightenment Ma'am. So what do you propose I should do, read your crap in the magazine, watch the cricket match, and forget everything as yet another bomb blast? Or my be I should wait till the day India builds two 100 storey buildings, and see two of it's own aircrafts ram into them, and then look at the date on which it happens, make precise comparison and make a resolve that I will not take another attack on my soil?

Okay so I have some elephants in the room. But you don't see that this is my room, and no one from outside is supposed to remind me about it and that too by brutally killing my own people! May be you are a coward, trying hard not to be appear a hypocrite(may be you have tried too hard), but I dont think I can take it. I will make sure the perpetrators learn their lesson well so they don't dare do such a thing in future, I will secure my room by any means possible(POTA fence if that is the way), and then I will look at the elephant.

You say 26 is not 11 and November is not Spetember? I pray that 26 becomes 11 and November is known as September- At least I can sleep in peace for the next 8 years to come.
I have Chosen.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

The Enigma called Sachin!

Okay before I start writing this one, let me make you all aware of one fact carved in stone some where on the Rhine Bridge here in Switzerland...I USED TO BE the greatese Sachin Fan on earth...well not any more...it's hard to keep up ;-)
Dont ask me about scores and dont ask me about the composition of the Indian Cricket Team, I have been there...done it all...nowadays...and that means after the World Cup 2007 fiasco...all that I am able to come out with is..what I call the Philosophical blasphemy of Indian Cricket. Why blasphemy?...well who is the God....our very own little master!

These musing are coming out right from the heart, having got in touch with Cricket after so many months...and that too through a Sachin interview on the most unexpected of places...CNN! And I must say...the unexpected encounter wasnt really very endearing...

Some guy called Nishant Sharma...asking these overtly belaboured questions once again....how have u changed over the years...what is your roll in the team...you have started getting out in the nineties again.....bla bla bla bla....

and our God goes on like a taperecorder....in his own (very imitable) style...yeah I have changed...age is a factor...everything in life changes...Team comes first...bla bla bla bla...

I cant bear it....F word is what comes out before the remote comes into action and there is bliss again..the mayhem is gone!!

I feel like I have been in a Coma for the last five years!

Shut Up....Play the game...