This is a first attempt to write a file using this babe, my new ITouch. and its quite a task. i intend to use this moment to portray all that i fantasize at this moment.
its time to wrap up all the assignments i had taken up since last 3 4 months. time to take a step back and align myself to my origin.nostalgic, as i am. its been a real great time here'. faced some of the extreme moments all packaged under name of experience. great learning as they are, they have embossed in heart forever.
spend one of the best moments of life with close buddies here. these are the things which made US a place not to forget. worth to mention in the same context is the love shared by my dears back home. i never in my entire life have felt so special. this is my richest asset and this is the only thing which keeps me moving in life. proud to say that.
also worth mentioning is the group of people with whom i spent maximum time. it cudnt have been possible to stay here but for them. the small excursions we had, the day to day hustles, the laughs we shared, the unified feeling even being so diverse is all engraved deep in heart.
cricket, as i say did find me with all its glory. spent quality time on field which provided the much needed energy recharge.
there were no bounds to exploration here and i did make a decent try to cash on it. theres a lots to do even today but i take a step ahead and head to my origin. place where i belong to.
all in all this marks a logical pause to my experience in US.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
1 Hr at Cricket Field
Hi all,
Here is something for u all. Cricket has its own saga wherever it is played, in any form it is played. Here is a small drop in the ocean of experiences with cricket.
I played few games here in CA. Playing cricket, good cricket, after ages I found the lost love again. I played with team of Sunnyvale. I had this match against a team called Caribeans . It was kind of an interesting match since the team had a good history with Sunnyvale. It was a home game for them.
Untill I reached the ground I wasnt sure who I am playing against. But as soon as I entered the field, I saw all caribeans, literally caribeans. All those big built black curly haired people we see in West Indies team. They are intimidating by looks, trust me. I got the point why match was going to be an interesting one. They won the toss and asked us to bat first.
We have one of the most explosive batsmen as our opening pair. One end, hes this JAT from Hariyana who just scored 158 in his last match and 2nd, is a classy scorer. The match started, the opening bowlers started off their fiery spells. 3 sleeps and a short leg to a left handed over the wicket blacky, in ground with only one intention, get blood out of the batsmen. I figured his intentions out in his 1st couple of balls. The sledging was all caribean. Fun to listen to from pavilion, not so healthy on field. 3rd over, JAT is out. 5th over, classy is out. I am the replacement.
To talk little bit about my batting, I always have had problems with short balls. I can still do away with it on pitches we play in India coz ball doesnt rise, its a different ball game here. I was asked to do a job of sheet anchor. Play out this fiery spell and do not let the middle order get exposed to them. Quite a job.
I start to bat with a welcome whistle of red cherry flowing right near my helmet. Obviously called a No Ball but I know it wasnt meant to be an extra. It was meant to threaten me and help me my way to pavilion soon. I still have 3 more balls to play of him. Somehow I managed. One good thing at this level is, people understand the batsman pretty soon. 4 balls were enough for him to figure out I am cramped with short deliveries and have almost nothing to offer but a decent defense. The second bowler was a big guy right hand medium fast. The pace wasnt much but the length was testing length. Every now and then I could hear the threatening whistle of cherry.
After playing through a couple of overs from both the bowlers, I thought I can still settle with leaving the balls and get away with the spell, until they plotted a new way to get me. The big right handed guy started bowling round the wicket into my ribs with a fielder at silly mid on, short leg and leg slip. Rest all were in slips. Just try to imagine this and place urself in batting stance. I know what u felt just now.
1st bowl a fast bouncer, faster than any of his previous deliveries, left alone. 2nd ball, good length leg stump, just held its line and hit straight in my right chest. I was choked for 1 breath. That was quite a blow. It was a really really good delivery and it took me back. But this very blow made me stronger and more determined to play this guy off. Next ball, again a short one, little on leg stump, pulled to square leg for 4. What I had forgotten was he was a regular league player, smart player. 3rd ball, in swinging yorker and trust me this is the fastest ball I have ever played in my entire career, atleast as far as i remember. Straight on boots. Cherry when fresh n hard hurts through all guards. I got a swollen ankle bone. I was down twice in same over. When I write all this, I simply cant describe what I heard as part of sledging.
To my account, I played off the entire spell and did my job but more to mention was after all this I expected to move on and convert the hard work to some good score. All I did is, after coming back from drinks, got out on an average delivery for 14.
Not to save a^%, but this write up is to talk about the extra ordinary session of cricket I experienced. It was thrilling all throughout the 1 hr I played those fiery black guys. Hope to get these scores converted to big innings.
All in all, Cricket Rules..........
Here is something for u all. Cricket has its own saga wherever it is played, in any form it is played. Here is a small drop in the ocean of experiences with cricket.
I played few games here in CA. Playing cricket, good cricket, after ages I found the lost love again. I played with team of Sunnyvale. I had this match against a team called Caribeans . It was kind of an interesting match since the team had a good history with Sunnyvale. It was a home game for them.
Untill I reached the ground I wasnt sure who I am playing against. But as soon as I entered the field, I saw all caribeans, literally caribeans. All those big built black curly haired people we see in West Indies team. They are intimidating by looks, trust me. I got the point why match was going to be an interesting one. They won the toss and asked us to bat first.
We have one of the most explosive batsmen as our opening pair. One end, hes this JAT from Hariyana who just scored 158 in his last match and 2nd, is a classy scorer. The match started, the opening bowlers started off their fiery spells. 3 sleeps and a short leg to a left handed over the wicket blacky, in ground with only one intention, get blood out of the batsmen. I figured his intentions out in his 1st couple of balls. The sledging was all caribean. Fun to listen to from pavilion, not so healthy on field. 3rd over, JAT is out. 5th over, classy is out. I am the replacement.
To talk little bit about my batting, I always have had problems with short balls. I can still do away with it on pitches we play in India coz ball doesnt rise, its a different ball game here. I was asked to do a job of sheet anchor. Play out this fiery spell and do not let the middle order get exposed to them. Quite a job.
I start to bat with a welcome whistle of red cherry flowing right near my helmet. Obviously called a No Ball but I know it wasnt meant to be an extra. It was meant to threaten me and help me my way to pavilion soon. I still have 3 more balls to play of him. Somehow I managed. One good thing at this level is, people understand the batsman pretty soon. 4 balls were enough for him to figure out I am cramped with short deliveries and have almost nothing to offer but a decent defense. The second bowler was a big guy right hand medium fast. The pace wasnt much but the length was testing length. Every now and then I could hear the threatening whistle of cherry.
After playing through a couple of overs from both the bowlers, I thought I can still settle with leaving the balls and get away with the spell, until they plotted a new way to get me. The big right handed guy started bowling round the wicket into my ribs with a fielder at silly mid on, short leg and leg slip. Rest all were in slips. Just try to imagine this and place urself in batting stance. I know what u felt just now.
1st bowl a fast bouncer, faster than any of his previous deliveries, left alone. 2nd ball, good length leg stump, just held its line and hit straight in my right chest. I was choked for 1 breath. That was quite a blow. It was a really really good delivery and it took me back. But this very blow made me stronger and more determined to play this guy off. Next ball, again a short one, little on leg stump, pulled to square leg for 4. What I had forgotten was he was a regular league player, smart player. 3rd ball, in swinging yorker and trust me this is the fastest ball I have ever played in my entire career, atleast as far as i remember. Straight on boots. Cherry when fresh n hard hurts through all guards. I got a swollen ankle bone. I was down twice in same over. When I write all this, I simply cant describe what I heard as part of sledging.
To my account, I played off the entire spell and did my job but more to mention was after all this I expected to move on and convert the hard work to some good score. All I did is, after coming back from drinks, got out on an average delivery for 14.
Not to save a^%, but this write up is to talk about the extra ordinary session of cricket I experienced. It was thrilling all throughout the 1 hr I played those fiery black guys. Hope to get these scores converted to big innings.
All in all, Cricket Rules..........
Monday, March 12, 2007
The search...
JAANE KYAA DHUNDTA HAI YEH MERA DIL, TUJHKO KYAA CHAHIYE JINDAGI.....
Heard this song long back. Not sure who else has asked this question before, but at this stage of life I certainly do.
Life always rolls on track. Many a times you choose, many a times you dont. As a child I always dreamt of taking center stage. There were many things at hand to do in simple day to day life. There were many unknowns too. Most of the jobs were done by will and not by obligation. I thought I was chosing track. Now, when I see it, I feel, there werent any options then, so an obligation too felt like a choice.
Time has changed. The options are clearer and I see myself stranded in a donkey race. Wonder if everyone out there is moving on his chosen track but just to keep myself moving, apparently, I am forced to roll on some track or the other. Being true to myself I realised it pretty soon that the track isnt the right one. Very much as I would have liked, very much as people would adore but it just aint my track. I probably may not be far too away from the one, but I surely am following a wrong one.
At times like this, when I take out time and peep in my mirror, I get the courage to face truth. Not that I am submerged in plethora of thoughts all winding up to create an unsolvable mystery, I just am curious to know, where is the one I am looking for. The mundane life, which people around, term as part of social life is not something which suites me. The inner voice of mine still says, I am not too different from them but a tinge different, YES. And the curiosity increases there. The belief of doing it right is missing. The faith of doing it is missing.
But interesting fact is, people love me, doing obligations. Well, sorry but the mundane stuff is more like an obligation than anything else. And ironically, I get praised doing something which I dont like to. There is this word FORMALITY, which is pretty close to the meaning of obligation in my dictionary. There are huge stories built in and around this word. There is a huge list of behavioural patterns built around it, following which probably we would forget who we are J. But yes, its the word of the world. Accidently, I do slip on to the track carrying the world with its the word and yes I have a great time there. Wonder, thats what makes human, HUMAN. Animals wont do formailities. You wont expect a Lion asking his fellow why dont u start munching the prey first. He surely would fight to do it first.
So coming back to search, think I need to find the missing block which would make me another one of the world. How would I do that is still a mystery but yes moving ahead this is something which I surely would do. The answer could possibly be CHANGE. There could be a lot of track changes which will keep the variety of life living. The answer could very well be a REDEFINITION. There could be a non mundane way to live life.
No matter where the answer lies, but I shall keep striving to find out the right one for me. Afterall, cant sing the same song for long time...
Heard this song long back. Not sure who else has asked this question before, but at this stage of life I certainly do.
Life always rolls on track. Many a times you choose, many a times you dont. As a child I always dreamt of taking center stage. There were many things at hand to do in simple day to day life. There were many unknowns too. Most of the jobs were done by will and not by obligation. I thought I was chosing track. Now, when I see it, I feel, there werent any options then, so an obligation too felt like a choice.
Time has changed. The options are clearer and I see myself stranded in a donkey race. Wonder if everyone out there is moving on his chosen track but just to keep myself moving, apparently, I am forced to roll on some track or the other. Being true to myself I realised it pretty soon that the track isnt the right one. Very much as I would have liked, very much as people would adore but it just aint my track. I probably may not be far too away from the one, but I surely am following a wrong one.
At times like this, when I take out time and peep in my mirror, I get the courage to face truth. Not that I am submerged in plethora of thoughts all winding up to create an unsolvable mystery, I just am curious to know, where is the one I am looking for. The mundane life, which people around, term as part of social life is not something which suites me. The inner voice of mine still says, I am not too different from them but a tinge different, YES. And the curiosity increases there. The belief of doing it right is missing. The faith of doing it is missing.
But interesting fact is, people love me, doing obligations. Well, sorry but the mundane stuff is more like an obligation than anything else. And ironically, I get praised doing something which I dont like to. There is this word FORMALITY, which is pretty close to the meaning of obligation in my dictionary. There are huge stories built in and around this word. There is a huge list of behavioural patterns built around it, following which probably we would forget who we are J. But yes, its the word of the world. Accidently, I do slip on to the track carrying the world with its the word and yes I have a great time there. Wonder, thats what makes human, HUMAN. Animals wont do formailities. You wont expect a Lion asking his fellow why dont u start munching the prey first. He surely would fight to do it first.
So coming back to search, think I need to find the missing block which would make me another one of the world. How would I do that is still a mystery but yes moving ahead this is something which I surely would do. The answer could possibly be CHANGE. There could be a lot of track changes which will keep the variety of life living. The answer could very well be a REDEFINITION. There could be a non mundane way to live life.
No matter where the answer lies, but I shall keep striving to find out the right one for me. Afterall, cant sing the same song for long time...
Monday, February 12, 2007
The day...
How significant are a birthdays? A lot. They bring so many things back to you. They bring the friends with greeting faces, they bring the pleasant time when the entire time u are in your senses, you feel fresh. They bring the sense of being in demand. They bring in the much needed attention which more or less gets lost in routine lives that we live. This is something which more or less every soul would reply when asked about the first question, but not me.
Yes, not me. Certainly different but yeah, I hold few feelings with myself. Now let me answer the same question. Its just another day. Near and dear ones do come with compliments for me, adding another level of high feeling to the normal one, but trust me they do it every time they find something new in me, they do it every time they get a surprise from me. The entire day is full of attention, but for some reason, I am not of the kind who really gets turned on by this, feels great though. Certainly looks like birthday is just another day in life and most of the birthdays have been like that, but not the last one.
Precious, as I termed it, was the the day when I turned 26. They say, Being loved is a bigger feeling that loving someone. I say being known by someone is a bigger feeling that knowing someone. I got the feeling of being known. My buddies made it sure that I get what I die for, the memorable time. They provided me with only those things which I wanted on that just another day. Never wanted it to be eventful, but sure enough wanted to spend quality time with all the ones I love and thats exactly what I got. People of my genre would understand that it has become a big thing these days to spend quality time with ur loved ones.
Starting Saturday evening, the birthday eve, I was involved in some small time activity. Was going to have a normal dinner with a few friends and then would have headed to the 12'o clock birthday celebrations. It looked pretty simple from that end. Trust me, I was sure enough to see something different than what I had imagined but it was nothing different. Well, after being involved in so many surprise b'day parties I was sure enough to get some surprise or other. But we all simply headed home after having dinner. Well, probably the home is decorated by the time we reach home was another thing in my mind. After reaching home I opened the doors with lot of anxiety. It still is the same old room. Well, no decorations for me. Tried getting to bedroom, although it has never been an exciting place in my life but still hope is hope. Well, the bedroom too seems like the same. Just few more clothes lying here and there. OK. May be the other folks have something in store for me, as they took a little while before coming home. But more or less they too were just like the ones they were at the dinner table. WOW!!! its just another social get together here, said me. Only surprise was the presence of Abhishek and Tripti, Moush's friends, who had come to visit her and were not left with any other option but to be a part of "just another social gathering".
There still are few minutes left for the birthday celebrations to begin so lets get prepared for some calls which I really wait for on this day. And the phone rings right away. I get to hear my sweet little sisters' voice wishing me birthday. In the mean time I get to see the birthday cake nicely decorated with Strawberries which do happen to be my favorite these days. My buddies know this. Its not the regular chocolate or black forest, I can feel the difference and trust me that cake gave me good enough a hint about the other surprises which I was going to have in some time. By the time I had cut the cake, I could smell strawberries all over my face. They really were nice. The cake session did last for sometime and I was made to prepare myself for some more surprise. Now before I go to this one, let me tell you I savor good drinks big time. And while I was guessing that the room is getting decorated by some nice drinks, I was trying to keep my mind on the phone calls which I was attending. In a short time, I was called and what I see is the room is decorated with some nice looking bottles of MILK. Well, as I'd mentioned earlier, I was turning 26th and was greeted by 20 bottles of flavored milk. That was the second one. I love to drink milk and more than that I love ironies. My buddies know this. As I try to relax a bit, I am told that my birthday gift is waiting for me. WOW!!! Its not just another social gathering here. But I've to fight a bit to get it. I have to question my buddies which they answer only in "YES/NO" and guess it in 10 questions. After 1st five questions, for every question I have to do something which I am asked to till the time I get it all right. Well, this seems little too much to get my birthday gift. And the game starts. I get to reach to the gift pretty too soon. And I falter. These lovely buddies make me remember my college days of ragging after that. Since they are the loved ones, they feel pity on me and finally hand me a plastic bat which the kids use in their kindergarten days. Cricket is life and I love batting as much as I love my life. Might be a little overstatement but idea was to convey the feelings. My buddies know this. I had just finished thanking everyone for the precious gift, when I was taken aback by something which I could not believe. It was a true english willow bat. The sleek, sexy, curvy, mean, virgin was waiting for me. Prepared enough to give me an orgasm, it was my ultimate b'day gift. My buddies know this. I was advised not to take it to bed and I tried for it. This is how the eve was. Almost speechless as I was, I did thank my buddies with the minimal words which came out of me. The night then involved some good time with my bro, who had come a long way just to make it to the day.
The second day, which was my birthday started off pretty late, 1:00 PM. As usual, we headed for lunch directly from our beds. There is this small Gujrati thali place where I enjoy hogging quite a few times. We entered the room and were greeted by some great food. While the food was being served, I noticed a celebrity sitting right on the next table. It was Leslie Lewis as I confirmed with my buddies. Having done that, I sure was going to ask for an autograph and thats what I did. He modestly gave me my B'day gift. Now thats surprise as well as a luck. Out of nowhere I got an autograph of someone whom I've seen only in TV sets and appreciated. The just another day is surely turning out to be a lot special day by now.
After lunch we headed to Ani's place. As soon as he opened the door, I saw some good drinks already served. Sunday afternoon, great lunch, good drinks and cricket match. What else do u need. Enjoyed the time till evening there and then headed home for a b'day treat. This is where the other buddies who could not make it at night were to meet me, Pooja, Nikhil, Pranita and Amit.
RAJWADA was the place. It was almost 8:00 PM when we started the party there. Everyone seemed pretty keen to get on with each other. And the show began. As usual, with some drinks on table, everyone immediately wore their singing hats and presented themselves with their best. The songs varied from Jagjit to Aatif. And yes not to forget it included the famous FUSION. Am still finding words to describe it. The show went on till the time it could have been. I really enjoyed to see everyone having their best, on the day. Its a different feeling altogether.
I know its been a long prose for the small event but trust me I am capable of pouring in more words. This is something which I would have only imagined in my dreams. Don't want to raise my expectations and long for another such day. Sure enough, my buddies have carved it in my life with golden pen. Thanks or any such word would be understatement to express my feelings. All I can say now is,
Yes, not me. Certainly different but yeah, I hold few feelings with myself. Now let me answer the same question. Its just another day. Near and dear ones do come with compliments for me, adding another level of high feeling to the normal one, but trust me they do it every time they find something new in me, they do it every time they get a surprise from me. The entire day is full of attention, but for some reason, I am not of the kind who really gets turned on by this, feels great though. Certainly looks like birthday is just another day in life and most of the birthdays have been like that, but not the last one.
Precious, as I termed it, was the the day when I turned 26. They say, Being loved is a bigger feeling that loving someone. I say being known by someone is a bigger feeling that knowing someone. I got the feeling of being known. My buddies made it sure that I get what I die for, the memorable time. They provided me with only those things which I wanted on that just another day. Never wanted it to be eventful, but sure enough wanted to spend quality time with all the ones I love and thats exactly what I got. People of my genre would understand that it has become a big thing these days to spend quality time with ur loved ones.
Starting Saturday evening, the birthday eve, I was involved in some small time activity. Was going to have a normal dinner with a few friends and then would have headed to the 12'o clock birthday celebrations. It looked pretty simple from that end. Trust me, I was sure enough to see something different than what I had imagined but it was nothing different. Well, after being involved in so many surprise b'day parties I was sure enough to get some surprise or other. But we all simply headed home after having dinner. Well, probably the home is decorated by the time we reach home was another thing in my mind. After reaching home I opened the doors with lot of anxiety. It still is the same old room. Well, no decorations for me. Tried getting to bedroom, although it has never been an exciting place in my life but still hope is hope. Well, the bedroom too seems like the same. Just few more clothes lying here and there. OK. May be the other folks have something in store for me, as they took a little while before coming home. But more or less they too were just like the ones they were at the dinner table. WOW!!! its just another social get together here, said me. Only surprise was the presence of Abhishek and Tripti, Moush's friends, who had come to visit her and were not left with any other option but to be a part of "just another social gathering".
There still are few minutes left for the birthday celebrations to begin so lets get prepared for some calls which I really wait for on this day. And the phone rings right away. I get to hear my sweet little sisters' voice wishing me birthday. In the mean time I get to see the birthday cake nicely decorated with Strawberries which do happen to be my favorite these days. My buddies know this. Its not the regular chocolate or black forest, I can feel the difference and trust me that cake gave me good enough a hint about the other surprises which I was going to have in some time. By the time I had cut the cake, I could smell strawberries all over my face. They really were nice. The cake session did last for sometime and I was made to prepare myself for some more surprise. Now before I go to this one, let me tell you I savor good drinks big time. And while I was guessing that the room is getting decorated by some nice drinks, I was trying to keep my mind on the phone calls which I was attending. In a short time, I was called and what I see is the room is decorated with some nice looking bottles of MILK. Well, as I'd mentioned earlier, I was turning 26th and was greeted by 20 bottles of flavored milk. That was the second one. I love to drink milk and more than that I love ironies. My buddies know this. As I try to relax a bit, I am told that my birthday gift is waiting for me. WOW!!! Its not just another social gathering here. But I've to fight a bit to get it. I have to question my buddies which they answer only in "YES/NO" and guess it in 10 questions. After 1st five questions, for every question I have to do something which I am asked to till the time I get it all right. Well, this seems little too much to get my birthday gift. And the game starts. I get to reach to the gift pretty too soon. And I falter. These lovely buddies make me remember my college days of ragging after that. Since they are the loved ones, they feel pity on me and finally hand me a plastic bat which the kids use in their kindergarten days. Cricket is life and I love batting as much as I love my life. Might be a little overstatement but idea was to convey the feelings. My buddies know this. I had just finished thanking everyone for the precious gift, when I was taken aback by something which I could not believe. It was a true english willow bat. The sleek, sexy, curvy, mean, virgin was waiting for me. Prepared enough to give me an orgasm, it was my ultimate b'day gift. My buddies know this. I was advised not to take it to bed and I tried for it. This is how the eve was. Almost speechless as I was, I did thank my buddies with the minimal words which came out of me. The night then involved some good time with my bro, who had come a long way just to make it to the day.
The second day, which was my birthday started off pretty late, 1:00 PM. As usual, we headed for lunch directly from our beds. There is this small Gujrati thali place where I enjoy hogging quite a few times. We entered the room and were greeted by some great food. While the food was being served, I noticed a celebrity sitting right on the next table. It was Leslie Lewis as I confirmed with my buddies. Having done that, I sure was going to ask for an autograph and thats what I did. He modestly gave me my B'day gift. Now thats surprise as well as a luck. Out of nowhere I got an autograph of someone whom I've seen only in TV sets and appreciated. The just another day is surely turning out to be a lot special day by now.
After lunch we headed to Ani's place. As soon as he opened the door, I saw some good drinks already served. Sunday afternoon, great lunch, good drinks and cricket match. What else do u need. Enjoyed the time till evening there and then headed home for a b'day treat. This is where the other buddies who could not make it at night were to meet me, Pooja, Nikhil, Pranita and Amit.
RAJWADA was the place. It was almost 8:00 PM when we started the party there. Everyone seemed pretty keen to get on with each other. And the show began. As usual, with some drinks on table, everyone immediately wore their singing hats and presented themselves with their best. The songs varied from Jagjit to Aatif. And yes not to forget it included the famous FUSION. Am still finding words to describe it. The show went on till the time it could have been. I really enjoyed to see everyone having their best, on the day. Its a different feeling altogether.
I know its been a long prose for the small event but trust me I am capable of pouring in more words. This is something which I would have only imagined in my dreams. Don't want to raise my expectations and long for another such day. Sure enough, my buddies have carved it in my life with golden pen. Thanks or any such word would be understatement to express my feelings. All I can say now is,
BIRTHDAY IS NOT JUST ANOTHER DAY!!!!
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