Random Thoughts

For a change, seeing India being the favourites for the ICC world T20 championship kind of makes me queasy. For as long as I have watched cricket or I have at least followed the tides of Indian cricket, I do not remember them being tagged favourites. And the Indian cricket journey has been exactly like a tidal wave eager to rise and faster to fall, never reaching the shore, but showing great promise. Well, that cannot actually be an analogy coming from an Indian and certainly not a fan, but then, can’t help. The pessimism borne out of years of disappointment is hard to forget. The pandemonium of expectations, the miracle that seemed to have introduced the T20 to the world, the dream final, Sreesanth’s catch of Misbah, the almost slip and miss and the victory savoured, still remain fresh. I hope to see good cricket, being the pessimist that I am, but I root for India and with a prayer on my lips, hope to see them victorious. More importantly, I would like to see the way our team shall e...

As long as I do not complete the circle of going insane, I guess I am holding up really well! Now, with this introduction you would already understand the state of my mind. I know that the brain has something called left part and right part that ensures its functioning to a satisfying level. For me, I currently feel that there is a large cloud hovering over it, covering almost three-fourth of the brain and one-fourth peeking out from under this cloud. I also fear that the cloud is threatening to cover the entire brain effectively making me crazy, which would help me understand my growing apprehension about me going insane. When it is Friday, I fear the impending doom on the weekends and when it is Monday, I feel the tiredness of having taxed my brain cells to an almost useless level that I feel tired for the most part of the day, making me useless for the given day! But, today’s fear has nothing to do with today being a Friday and everything to do with the dark cloud hovering over my b...

Chandu put me in a fix here and I guess, he put everyone of you who would be reading this into a fix too! Proceed with caution and at your own peril, but be warned, curiosity never saved the cat! (or something like that!) Well, 25 things about me? May be that would be really boring! But then, I cannot resist the temptation of going back to the good old school days of filling up the slam book, just that now, I am more aware of what I am than I was a good nine to ten years ago. (God! Has it been really that long since I completed schooling? Well, makes me feel OLD!) 1. I adore Rahul Dravid. If there is one person I blindly admire it is him. (But surprisingly, I never thought that I need to meet him, even to catch a glimpse of him.) 2. My grand father has been a driving force behind me and I still have a tough time comprehending the fact that he is not around me to steer me forward! 3. My parents are the only people who ever loved me and I believe that from the bottom of my heart...

I was trying to change the look of my blog and decided I am not really cut out for creativity . I tried the templates offered, but somehow I am just not satisfied. Tweaking it either did not make their look wonderful. SO, guess, it is no surprise that I am back to the old one, which looks serene and pleasant. I am avid to change, yet, few things that are mine remain constant. Wonder why! I was watching Princess Diaries today in Star Movies. There are lots of splendid words and mannerisms in the movie, but one statement stood out. “Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all.” It got me thinking, which is a very bad idea basically. But then, who would stop me? Why think too much into the future that the present is blurred behind a mask of anxiety? Knowing that this is what I truly want, because this is what I believe in gives me the courage to stand tall a...

MLTR has been one of the best – but then two songs always stuck with me, Complicated Heart and Breaking My Heart. Don't know what to say now, don't know where to start I don't know how to handle a complicated heart You tell me you are leaving, but I just have to say, before you throw it all away… Even if you want to go alone, I will be waiting when you're coming home If you need someone to ease the pain, you can lean on me, my love will still remain Don't know what you're thinking, to me it seems quite tough, to hold a conversation when words are not enough… So this is your decision and there's nothing I can do, I can only say to you… Even if you want to go alone, I will be waiting when you're coming home If you need someone to ease the pain, you can lean on me, my love will still remain… Even if you want to go alone, I will be still love you when tomorrow comes… When you need someone to ease the pain, you can lean on me, my love will still remain… Well,...

Hope, an unseen angel, Despair, an unseen demon. Hand in hand, do they walk, Playing “in your shoes”, once every walk. Martyrs are born, every waking dawn, Some irrevocably, some circumstantially. Sacrifice, should one say that, Is it not a mere act of compassion? Rumbles all round, scary and dark, I see a tree shrivel, in the storm, Strike of a lightning, and the tether broken. Time moves on, A tiny leaf sprouts, And springs a tiny hope in despair, Yet a hope that it might grow into a tree it once was!

For over a decade he inspired me. And the motivation came from within me. The moment I think of him, I know I need to fulfil a certain criteria before I can even say his name. And he is none other than “The Wall” of Indian Cricket, the unassuming Rahul Dravid. Rahul (Dravid) stands for everything I want in my role model. The moment he played his first ball in England, I knew he was here to make a difference and since then, he never let me down. He stood there and he tied me to him. Even now, with criticisms in his way, he just bends his head and does what he knows best, he plays the game. Every person has his strengths and weaknesses and I will not be foolish enough to say that Rahul (Dravid) is an exception to this. But he plays to his strengths and works on his weakness and if there is one cricketer who ever stood up for the side and accounted for every single presence on the field, it is Rahul Dravid. Sachin (Tendulkar), Sourav (Ganguly), Anil (Kumble) are undoubtedly the legends of...

How can one honestly devoid themselves of any emotion when one spends close to half a day in the office and probably only return to the house for a nap? Despite your best effort to smile, all you want to do is rip someone’s head off when that someone is a constant reminder of a failure in a part of your life. The situations when the stab is painful and deep, how can you be professional, if it means that you need to close your eyes to the very revolt your conscience hurls at you? Wonder what professionalism would be when your heart and mind are imbalanced! If professionalism is an overrated concept, then ethics are the most underrated concept. Just because we take a penny home for every working hour (honestly, how many hours of the working day are accounted as professional work?), should the ethics one upholds as a person be thrown out of a window? Or are there separate set of ethics that are to be remembered in a corporate environment? And more importantly, what is in your heart is the...