The Black World Cup!!!!!

2007 Cricket World Cup at the Carribean Islands is indeed a Black World Cup.I was discussing the same with a friend other day, he asked me a question, "Is it a "Black World Cup" as India is out of the tornament? " I said no , it is a Black World Cup as Indai is out of the tournament in the first round and that too being Knocked out of the tournament by the team like Bangladesh and guess what ??/ they dint even show any fighting spirit in the last match against Sri Lanka.
No one in the team seems to be brave enough to take the ownership. Chapell is very smart to put the blame on the selectors. Since two years the selectors have danced at his tunes have rhymed with his experiments, and the man is got the mouth to say that the selectors did not do their jobproperly. Ganguly was dropped from the team eighteen months back and also lost his captaincy for only one reason of his non performance with his willow. He was called as the Cancer to the team. But what is Sehwag doing? why is he getting Chance after chance without his dance? The answer my friend is blown in the Wind.
The other day i was reading an article in 'times Of India' Sports section writtin by 'Chandresh Narayanan' , this man has a written off Ganguly and has supported Dravid as the future Captain . after the entire world cup fiasco i am surprised that some of us still have faith in David. No wonder he is a Technically sound Batsman and a great player, however the Agression and passion to win a game is missing in him.Ganguly has that. I bilieve with Ajay Jadeja when he said Ganguly could be given the captainncy provided he is given a tenure of twelve months, and is asked to make a strong team in terms of winning spirit and agression and also make a new captain who can takeover from him. I think Ganguly will do his job well.
And coming back to the "Black world Cup" it is truly sad that a Coach like Bob Woolmer was murdered. The sadest part is that Cricket is no more just a sport, it is a mixture of politics , favouritism , Underworld and not to forget a huge platform to gain stardom and earn big sum from TV Ads and Brand endorsements. Our players must learn that they are what they are for the game and for representing our country.

Anyways its all money honey!!!!!!!!!

Surprises!!!

Sometimes life is full of surprises big or small, but when it is a surprise speacially if is a good one it makes you smile. But what if the surprise is heading towards the negative aspects, then it really brings a frown in your face.

Yesterday in KBC Shahrukh Surprised everyone by gifting all the contestants A Santro , even though i was only a a Viewer of the show, i could actually feel the surprise and the happiness one was going through at that moment of time, It was a Moment of Truth. And Sharukh has a great way of presenting the show.Although Shahrukh and Amitabh can never be compared as they are legends in their own territory. If Shahrukh is The Badshah Of Love and Romance Amitabh is The Shehenshah of Action And a Great Voice.If Amitabh was a perfect Blend of Class and Humbleness, On the other hand Shahrukh has this personal touch which makes his Hosting so human. The way he said on the show" Life Sometimes brings big surprises", He sounded as if he really meant it and how happy he was to be the one to bring that surprise in the contestant's lives. The enthu and Zest was like the Great wave of the Ocean that comes to the shore and wipes away all the dirt and impression on the sand Beach. I am waiting for one , I hope someday i get that kind of a Surprise ,As of now my life is like the Beach that people have dirtied and left their impressions by fingering their own likes and dislikes.

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Ashamed!!!!

Ashamed!! arent we ???? two years of false promises, two years of false practices and two years of waste , misleading the team with unnecessary experiments. Our indian team has truly let us down. With all the hype that they get,all the money spent on them considering that BCCI is the richest Cricket Board in the world, the amount of love and passion that they get from the Indian Nation. Sehwag, Sachin and Rahul and ofcourse "The Slipper" (Chappel) have given us the defeat and not to mention the knockout from the tournament. Anyways, yesterdays day was realy shamefull for me personally too. we all knowingly/unknowingly do things to which we are shamefull sometime or the other.
As every day i got up at 12.00 in the noon , what was different?? yes the Call that woke me up. another Man from collections calling me to pay my bills. I am really tired of these calls. it seems like there is no end to this. first HDFC then ICICI, Then Citibank.Anyways the mistake is mine. I was the one who owe them money. I politely offerred him a call back as i was still in half asleep trying to sulk in to the fact that another day has just begun after a two day holiday. A sick feeling creapt into my mind and a strong Urge developed to bunk the office. I got ready , Had my lunch, quickly brushed through the News Paper and finally stepped out for work. As I was standing at the bus stop waiting endlessly for the Bus and Smoking to my glory i thought of calling up the collections Agent as i had promised him earlier. I had spoken to him earlier about the same matter he was linient with me, this time he was a bit stern and assertive, Its not his fault, he was just doing his job, And afterall it was all my fault to have landed up in a pit of debt. I am really tired of all this now. first it was HDFC then ICICI and Now it is Citibank and there is no end to it. Already it is no more a secret with my parents , they have come to know about it a long time back, and hence they are upset with me. I am tired of all the fights that we are having because of all this. Back to Yesterday---- I was really tensed about how could i return the Rs5000 instalment. I Had a Cheque of Rs1800.00 As a Demand draft from my SBI mutual Funds Dividend and i had to arrange for another Rs3200.
There was a time not too long ago when i had a High Self Esteem and i was completely independent in terms of Monetary support, but sometimes you make mistakes and then life gets the chance to make you do things that you would never want to do. It was my last resot, i called up a friend of mine who stays alone without any family support although i did not want to cuse any trouble forher. The moment i asked for the favour she politely refused it however, she messaged me after somethime saying that she was able to help. I was flabbergasted, it was like a fresh breath of air.
I was in the bus when i saw an old friend of mine riding his bike to the office. He is a Nepali guy but has a strong Bengali Influence. The sight of his reminded me of those days in Hewitt when we used to greet each other by saying " Oh Dada Tumi Boka Koto? Ami Boka Tero" The other would reply " Ami Boka Ponero Harsha Boka Choddo" The Calcuttans would understand what is the joke all about. I felt like talking to him. the last thing i had heard from him was that he was happy that his wife was Pregnant and the Baby was due in the Month of March.As i called him he answered my call with an extremely low tone, could make out that something has happened that he is not happy about, I asked him When am i getting the good news?" to which he replied " The Baby is aborted due to some complications." I ws dejected and taken a back, dint know what to tell him. still we spoke about here and ther and after i finished the call i was thinking about how happy he was when he had got the news that his wife is Pregnant and that he had brought some nice Bengali sweets for us and For me he had specially brought two. I Reached Officeand by this time i was allthe More sure that i would not work today.
I saw my TL walking towards me i did not know what to tell, but i certainly wanted to make up a story. For a moment i thought I would tell him something like "My mom is not well and i would like to Go back, she just called me out of Pain". But i thought that is unethical reason and that does not sound good specially when i think of my Mother's innocent face. I Just wanted to get out go Back Home and watch the India Vs Shrilanka Worlcup Fixture life on television. I just walked up to him and i said. My " My Friend Called me from Bangalore , His wife is Pregnant and she is getting Labour Pains and that she is in Mumbai with her mother she needs some monetary help and support , So i would need to attend them immidiately as my friend cannot make it and that he is trying to catch a flight ASAP>" My TL was Petrified hearing this, already there were two people who were not comming yesterday due to some emergency and i would have been the third absenty. I somehow managed to win an Argument with him and i left the Office premises and headed towards the company transport providing a Drop back to Vashi. as i was about to step in to the Bus I suddenly thought of my friend who Just had been through a tragedy of not been able to have a Baby, I thought of My Mother's innocent face. I thought of a friend who has helped me today, A sudden willingness to work was lightening inside me, There was a new hope and new expectations flying high. I felt after all the troubles i have been through of being in Debt , of Loosing friends and gaining mistrust from my Parents , my friend loosing his unborn kid is a much greater tragedy and my trouble or trauma is nothing in front of his, i was ashamed of what i was abot to do.. i just stepped back went upstairs, and walked towards the Bay that were were scheduled to sit. My TL saw me comming from far , A sudden change in his expression was clearly visible, the man who was tensed about achieving the target with Short Staffing was delighted of me comming back. I just walked up to him and i said" Its Taken Care Of. I am Logging in" I logged in early and did well as compared to the other days. we also had a lot of fun on the floor with Facepainting cheering our own Indian Team who was playing and cracking practical jokes on each other during the downtime.. ......
Finally When we got the result of India being Knocked out of the tournament i was glad that i did not Bunkkk!!!!!!!

Ashamed!!!!

I Dont Care No More

Yesterday i spoke about an indication about the resurrection of me from a bad patch i had been through. After i am completely out of this i really want to forget the people who have seen me in my worst, if not all atleast some of them, but i guess sometimes the past haunts you or may be you haunt in the past. As i am writing this article sitting in a Cybercafe and mentioning the haunting phenomena a music plays in the Background "ya Ali" the song from the movie " Gangster" has many of our Hidden Memories, i suddenly get a flashback. I was surprised to get a call from a friend of mine with whom i wish to talk no more. There was a time when i used to pray to god to receive a call from the friend , the feeling has diminished and an unwillingness to talk to him has replaced probably the very thought of his personality brings back the memories of my worst emotional setback i had ever beenthrough and i am still getting over it. i was wondering about this change in the feeling. I believe the change is for the best, as i mentioned in my profile i am like a train that haults at a station where people get in and people get out, and I move on... Like another firend of mine calls me an emotional fool and the day i am able to turn back and say" I Dont Care" probably that is the day when i will be an emotional fool no more... Yes you are right my friend , i have thought over it.

A New Day Has Come

After days and months i finally get my dividend cheque from SBI. It has been a long journey from a spoiled brat spending a lot on luxury and clothes to a man such an emotional fool to have trusted someone to be a support in bad times , to a frustrated person just not ready to accept that no one on this earth is your friend and that you are all alone . you were born all alone and you will die all alone. Finally accepting the fact,going on a holliday to overcome the the ups and downs that I have faced in my life and coming back to mumbai after living a dream. When the eyes finally opened just to find myself in a deep shit!!,Was ashamed of myself to have spun a web of trouble and entangling myself with it. living a life of a miser thereafter. The journey has been indeed long, have learnt a lot, discovered india, my own country to find the greatness and the richness of our diverse culture. Finding out who are my true friends. Made some new friends, forgotten a few old ones and filtered the best out of everyone. I hope i do not repeat those same mistakes again. The Cheque is probably an indication , that the point of leading towards a better life has arived. Lets see what comes hereafter!

Vedanta Of Gautam Buddha

"We Are what we Think
Having Become What we thought
Like the Wheel That Follows a Cart Pulling-Ox
Sorrow Follows an Evil Thought
Happiness Follows A Pure Thought
Like a Shadow Trailing a Man Faithfully
We Are What We Think
Having Become What we Have thought"

-Gautam Buddha