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Back after the break

3 July 2010 3 comments

I don’t want to label it anything else but a break 🙂 The blog has been on my To-Do for a long time. See you around!

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The heart-winning match

14 March 2006 3 comments

A lazy Sunday afternoon. Our TV room is sparse. Some are watching the Ind-Eng cricket match. I’m reading it live on cricinfo. I have a curious look at the SA-Aus ODI being played at the Wanderers. Ponting and Hussey are having fun with the SA bowlers. I rush to the TV room to watch it live. At 40 overs, the Aussie score is 300. I go back to cricinfo. More hitting and they easily go past 400 – the first time ever in the history of cricket. They end up at 434, beating the old record by a comfortable distance.

The SA chase starts well in spite of losing an early wicket. They are ahead of the Aussies at each stage. Gibbs and Smith are playing like possessed people. It helps that there is no McGrath or Warne. I rush to our TV room where there are a few more souls. The chase has just hottened with Gibbs getting great shots. The asking rate never climbs below 8. It does not go above 11 also. It is time for the dinner break. A quick bite and back to the TV room. Gibbs had gotten out while I was eating.

No one gave SA a chance. With all their history of having choked at every big game especially when they were chasing and having snatched defeat, how would any one? It was one of those classic tussles between the mind and the heart. Our heart wishes for the Springboks to win and our mind insists that no one could ever chase 434. At 30 overs, SA has 280, a clean 7 overs ahead of the Aussies. Our TV room gets hot. I realize that I’m seeing one of the matches of my lifetime.

Kallis goes without making much. Kemp also goes and suddenly it looks the Aussies will win this match. Come van der Wath. After about 47 balls without a 4, we get a boundary. He hits a few long shots quite easily and makes the target more achievable. Then he goes. One guy says SA cannot do it. We get ready to give him the bumps if what he says becomes true. We lose our hope for a few balls before the next big guy Telemachus plays a rapid fire shots. This is a true last minute match. The room gets more excited and we are cheering every SA shot. You need to be lucky to get a 400plus score.

The Aussies spray their balls, misfield and even drop a catch. There is some good bowling by Bracken. But the SA firmly believe they gonna win the match. Their dressing room is not as tense as one would expect it to be. 3 overs 30 runs. More fours in the 48th over. 2 overs 13 runs. That’s easy. Then Telemachus too goes. Hall the next guy has hit a couple of 50s. 7 runs needed in the last over.

What a heart-stopper it has turned out to be! The 2nd ball goes for a 4. Only 2 more to get. It could be done safely. Hall attempts another 4 and gets out. One more twist. Ntini survives and manages to get a single. It is upto Boucher who has held one end and managed the chase so well till this point. He scoops the ball over the heads of mid-on and the heart wins the match too. We kick the guy. One amazing match…

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The two kinds

13 January 2006 5 comments

There are two types of people.

The gregarious and the solitary. The industrious and the lethargic. The fluent and the reticent.

The gregarious love to be with people. They celebrate birthdays loud and grand. They neither miss a treat nor forget to wish. They are there for the festivals and the parties. Be it Deepavali or Christmas, their presence peps up the audience. They have an inherent enthusiasm to see happy faces when people are together. The other type thinks they are just acting it out and there is no genuine social need ever.

The solitary love to be with themselves. They are either philosphical or psychic. They are comfortable reflecting about events. They think they are innocent. They are the subject of most books and movies. They are the pondering type. The other type wonders if these people are depressed souls and pities these poor sinners.

The industrious are all for doing. They curse God for having given just 24 hours in a day. They cannot rest at all. If there is nothing to do, they walk up the stairs to the 24th floor and count them all. They are the action type. The other type knows that they have been unable to balance their life and will end up being the first to die of doing.

The lethargic are the lazy chaps of the world. They feel that every one is lazy to a large extent but act otherwise. They are spoilt by their ambitious parents, their caring friends, their loving spouses and their stupid children. They make up the average man who is the soul of statistics. The other type just ignores these people in their busy states.

The fluent are the ones with the gift of the gab. They are masters of public speaking. When you speak more, you got to speak rubbish too. They realise that too, but don’t have a choice now that they have been identified as the readywits and the communicators. They sure have a knack for quick thinking. The other type has a love/hate relationship with these guys.

The reticent are the speech-challenged folks. No, they are not dumb but. Their worth decreases with every word they speak and usually think that they are intelligent. They keep to their computers. The other type assumes these are real dumb guys and get surprised rarely.

I have been each one of these at times, more often at the wrong times. Is there any right type for all of us?

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Winter is here

2 December 2005 5 comments

The 1st of December is here with a pleasant surprise. I step out of my room at 8 to have my bath and see mist all around. It stays with us till we rush to our classes, prompting many of us to reach for their warm clothes. Indore has extreme climate. I keep checking the Weather tab of Yahoo for the daily temperatures. Soon after my birthday, they dipped alarmingly to a low of 10 and always ranged from 10 to 32. This implies that the days are hot and the nights cold. I suffered from a bout of cold, fever and breathing trouble thanks to this new experience. This prompted me to get a set of winter apparel. The first round saw me picking a Westside fleecelike jacket for 950. The next week I saw an ad for an Oswals sale. This time I pick up a jacket, a sweater, a Chirag Din shirt, a pair of hand gloves and a skullcap since I find the prices pretty competitive. I am getting my first sweater after a looong time. I have not worn one in Guindy or in Bangalore. Coming back, I have only used the gloves and the hat till today. The rest are pack-fresh in my cupboard. There is one more jacket our sports committee has given, which also lies new with the rest. I find my old jacket useful enough so far.

Madras’s winters are mild and nothing to write about. But this is where I got used to bathing in cold water. At home, Thatha and Amma pamper me by making hot water in open fireplaces. The warmth you get by standing close to them more than makes up for their smoke. The first winter in Bangalore had possibly the lowest temperatures of all my four years. Abi was there for some time. I did not have my bike and so the cold was easily bearable. The second winter got me into ear trouble and forced me to get a helmet just to avoid the chillness getting into the ears. The other two winters were pretty mild by Bangalore’s standards. This winter I was all set to go for a week long trip to the north imagining fun in the snow, but my plans did not work out making me very disappointed. I resigned sadly to going back home. Appa and Amma were very happy for me coming home though I was not at all inclined. Abi is opting to stay with me during that week with Madhu. So I would spend some of my winter at Thoothukudi, in the beach, in the sun and in the warmth of my loved ones.

The whole of today had a misty cover and the sun rarely came out. The winds are also chilly. Our school as you might know by now is affectionately called the hilltop resort and so it is colder than the city. There are at least four schools and colleges in Indore on such hillocks, all leading to a delightful environment. Chandoo has a snap of our college at 9am and it looked pretty similar today at 11am. I have managed to acclimatise well with the cold now that I hardly use my jacket at college. It also helps to keep my room closed and I can sleep with minimal clothes as I prefer. Now the weather is ideal for trips. I wish we had taken our Maheshwar trip this month as the day temperature has dipped considerably. I now look forward to a chilly time without too many health interruptions and I shall use my new purchases pretty soon.

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