Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The right balance
It is so important to draw a balance between loving a lot AND not being taken for granted. COz its human to love a lot and its also human to take love for granted.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Spirited Efforts
We witnessed this amazing power of spirted efforts today.
There are times when you lift yourself up, jump that extra yard, do what you do best but at a much higher level. And along with you, the people around you bear the fruits off it too.
With just 64 runs left to defend, Sanjay having already finished his magic of 3 wickets, and the sun beating down on a team with an average age of 36 yrs at a scorching 95 F.... although all of us wished to win (I had this intuition too that we would win) we didnt know who would take us there. And then came a spirited effort from, the hero of the match and this blog, thunderstorm Laeeq. With 3 bowleds and an LBW he blew the opposition away and we won by 3 runs in a close fought match.
Another spirited effort came when we batted. We were 8 wickets down on 164 and the opposition was anticipating an early lunch and easy finish. Fuzail and I were on the pitch and we had other ideas. A partnership of 64 runs between us turned the tide in our favour as we finished on 226 and gave our bowlers enough runs to bat.
Difficult to express but its amazing how much you simulate life in a single day of cricket.
There are times when you lift yourself up, jump that extra yard, do what you do best but at a much higher level. And along with you, the people around you bear the fruits off it too.
With just 64 runs left to defend, Sanjay having already finished his magic of 3 wickets, and the sun beating down on a team with an average age of 36 yrs at a scorching 95 F.... although all of us wished to win (I had this intuition too that we would win) we didnt know who would take us there. And then came a spirited effort from, the hero of the match and this blog, thunderstorm Laeeq. With 3 bowleds and an LBW he blew the opposition away and we won by 3 runs in a close fought match.
Another spirited effort came when we batted. We were 8 wickets down on 164 and the opposition was anticipating an early lunch and easy finish. Fuzail and I were on the pitch and we had other ideas. A partnership of 64 runs between us turned the tide in our favour as we finished on 226 and gave our bowlers enough runs to bat.
Difficult to express but its amazing how much you simulate life in a single day of cricket.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Its burning out.
A lit cigarette and An era of life are analogous. It lasts till its burns. Enjoy the pleasure or the regret of smoking it till it lasts. Always keep at the back of your mind that its gonna get over soon and once its over wait for the time to light up a new cigarette.
There is this amazing similarity between life and salsa.
There is this amazing similarity between life and salsa.
The guy gives important directions. Directions are implicit, chivalrous, very prompt and keeping in mind the large picture of a good dance.
The girl receives the message and follows. Her grace, passion, beauty and movements determine how good the dance was.
The guy gives important directions. Directions are implicit, chivalrous, very prompt and keeping in mind the large picture of a good dance.
The girl receives the message and follows. Her grace, passion, beauty and movements determine how good the dance was.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Thousand Splendid Sons
Thousand Splendid Sons signifies the golden age of Afghanistan. After having read Khaled Hossenis 2 books I am in love with that age of Afghanistan, with the GOOD brave men who stood by TRUE principles and fought the darkness that followed and most of all I am absolutely awe struck by Afghan women. Life cannot be more wretched, brutal and full of lust. I get shivers thinking of a world in which stoning to death, cutting of boobs, tounges and rape are the most obvious punishments of freedom of speech, thought or action. For a moment I wanna be selfish, close my eyes, feel at peace thinking about beautiful India and thank God for my mom, sisters and women friends for whom freedom is a way of life.
Now getting back to the book, by Khaled Hosseni and how it played with me, read on because its quite a co-incidence. I bought this book when I was in Mumbai. Thankfully I bought the original copy from crossword and paid my dues, my conscience would have snake bit me otherwise.
I would read the book whenever I got free time in that busy 24 day vacation and was reading the book on my Rajdhani trip to Kolkata. I was on the 68 th page. THIS PAGE MAKES A BRIEF MENTION ABOUT KOLKATA AND I READ IT EXACTLY WHEN THE TRAIN WAS APPROACHING THE KOLKATA RAILWAY STATION. I smile to myself at the co-incidence and soon forget about it. The next 2 days in Kolkata are really gruesome for me and my family. We go on a hell of a trip, enduring countless points of no returns, braving stampedes, boat sinking which could have happened so easily in a place where 12 lakh (1.2 million) human beings are trying to travel on the SAME day via mediocre infrastructure. The fact that we came out so well of the intense suffering will remain with us for the rest of our lives. I had not realised that the book was playing with me then, neither have you am sure.I kept reading the book on and off through the trip and decided to continue reading it on my flight back from Mumbai. First half of the trip went well. My flight had a halt in Frankfurt, Germany. I reached the boarding point at Frankfurt around 10 minutes in time and decided to read on. Boarding started and I was still reading. I READ PAGE NUMBER 156 AND THE BOOK MAKES A BRIEF MENTION ABOUT FRANFURT, GERMANY.
Some co-incidence, the book talks about Kolkata when I am in kolkata and about Frankfurt Germany when I am there.
I get into the flight and the flight has a left engine failure. Thankfully it was caught berfore we flew, else I wouldnt be writing ;-). We sit in the flight for 4 hours waiting for it to be fixed after which the technicians give up and the flight is cancelled. We get an alternate flight to Chicago after 2 more hours. And the connecting flight has another technical flaw. It has one crucial nut missing and it takes another 2 hours to fix it. The 24 hour journey becomes a 40 hour one.The fact that the book is about intense suffering and it gives me a hint twice before I get into trouble baffled me. I finished the book by the end of the trip to Dallas, hoping that I do not read Dallas, TX in it :-)
Now getting back to the book, by Khaled Hosseni and how it played with me, read on because its quite a co-incidence. I bought this book when I was in Mumbai. Thankfully I bought the original copy from crossword and paid my dues, my conscience would have snake bit me otherwise.
I would read the book whenever I got free time in that busy 24 day vacation and was reading the book on my Rajdhani trip to Kolkata. I was on the 68 th page. THIS PAGE MAKES A BRIEF MENTION ABOUT KOLKATA AND I READ IT EXACTLY WHEN THE TRAIN WAS APPROACHING THE KOLKATA RAILWAY STATION. I smile to myself at the co-incidence and soon forget about it. The next 2 days in Kolkata are really gruesome for me and my family. We go on a hell of a trip, enduring countless points of no returns, braving stampedes, boat sinking which could have happened so easily in a place where 12 lakh (1.2 million) human beings are trying to travel on the SAME day via mediocre infrastructure. The fact that we came out so well of the intense suffering will remain with us for the rest of our lives. I had not realised that the book was playing with me then, neither have you am sure.I kept reading the book on and off through the trip and decided to continue reading it on my flight back from Mumbai. First half of the trip went well. My flight had a halt in Frankfurt, Germany. I reached the boarding point at Frankfurt around 10 minutes in time and decided to read on. Boarding started and I was still reading. I READ PAGE NUMBER 156 AND THE BOOK MAKES A BRIEF MENTION ABOUT FRANFURT, GERMANY.
Some co-incidence, the book talks about Kolkata when I am in kolkata and about Frankfurt Germany when I am there.
I get into the flight and the flight has a left engine failure. Thankfully it was caught berfore we flew, else I wouldnt be writing ;-). We sit in the flight for 4 hours waiting for it to be fixed after which the technicians give up and the flight is cancelled. We get an alternate flight to Chicago after 2 more hours. And the connecting flight has another technical flaw. It has one crucial nut missing and it takes another 2 hours to fix it. The 24 hour journey becomes a 40 hour one.The fact that the book is about intense suffering and it gives me a hint twice before I get into trouble baffled me. I finished the book by the end of the trip to Dallas, hoping that I do not read Dallas, TX in it :-)
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