YES... THE LITTLE THINGS DO MATTER !!!!

Yo folks...feels good to be back.
Even though the post is an outcome of a bored idle mind with cluttered thoughts, the scene described below and the messages meant to be conveyed are nothing imaginary and fictional.

One fine evening, I was on my way towards home after a dreadful day at office. On the way, saw a little child holding a football, sitting and waiting for someone. From a distant place itself one could make out that the child was extremely tired, sweat all over his face. Before even I crossed him, he only rushed towards me and asked for 10 Rs.

I was amazed and asked in reply why do you need it for.
With a very low voice he replied  "I am extremely thirsty, my mom had given me 10 Rs/-, but somewhere  in the ground I lost it while playing, want to drink that Pepsi", pointed his finger towards the Pepsi bottle in the near-by stores.
I was very much moved with what he said. Immediately opened my wallet to give him the money. Grrr... did not have any damn thing there. Usually, something would always be there. But, this bloody time sucks. Anyways, since I knew the shop owner well, I just made that boy come with me till the shop and got him a Pepsi bottle saying the owner, I would pay him the money next time.

I had not even got the bottle from that guy entirely, this child snatched it from me and started drinking. (Its true there is a saying people will show their true color only when they are extremely hungry/thirsty, the love for food is something which is beyond rest all).

But let me tell you this, as the bottle got over, that reaction and smile on the child's face, it was priceless!!
For a moment I felt like nothing on this planet could be as genuine as that expression. The kid was extremely happy then and said "Thanks a lot Uncle!!!!" and went away (Grrr... Uncle??? :( :( , will come to this point later!)
  
This made me think for a while. No matter how much salary you get, how big house you live-in, sometimes these very small things in life are the ones that bring you immense amount of joy. You feel happy, motivated and good about yourself. Cherish them!

          
 Anyways, was extremely bored and just wanted to put across some words. Did it. Will come up with something more interesting next time :).
  
 And yeah, I was happy and content about everything I mentioned in the last paragraph except for the word 'Uncle'.  Mannnn... We are growing old! Time flies off super-fast and life has changed (Convincing myself!!!)

PUNTER, AN ICONIC SWEET"CONTROVERSIAL" STORY!

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Rule of the world:

         “Being best will always cause a problem. It is like a goalkeeper’s performance. No matter how many balls you stop, people will always remember the one you missed”! A recent and noteworthy example that justifies the above statement is the change in the Australian Cricket team’s captaincy!

         Let me be very clear here:“If there is one player in the entire history of this divine game called‘CRICKET’ whom I have loved to the peak and equally hated at times, it’s the finest captain of our times ‘RICKY THOMAS PONTING’!

        Having come from a family that had a strong background in cricket and scoring 4 centuries in a week in Northern Tasmania junior cricket competition, Ponting was sure about taking cricket as his career. He was a big fan of David Boon in childhood and now surely the people who have watched both these players won’t mind rating Ponting higher. Even though he made his debut against the South African team in 1995, the first signs of an emerging stylish player came out in the 1996 subcontinent world cup. A 21-year promising youth with a French beard, lightening fast movements who used to cover at least a 10 feet circle around him lonely while fielding, the delightful hook shots certainly impressed the cricket fans around the world. However, the journey wasn’t that smooth until 1999. Lack of form leading to regular place exchange with Darren Lehman, indiscipline resulting in suspensions  made Ponting himself realize that  his career was on ‘thin ice’ and he had clearly ‘over-stepped’ the mark.

       Here came 1999 and was undoubtedly the year that redefined ‘Aussies cricket’. Ponting was a success story along with Steve Waugh in both of their encounters against South Africans who were the hot-favorites in the tournament. After the heart-breaking semifinal match in Edgbaston, Kangaroos managed to win the world cup. Then followed, Sri Lanka and West Indies tours, Ponting was in incredible form and his place was now ‘secure’! Even though test team was performing well (except a loss against India), the ODI team suffered a slump in 2002, Steve Waugh had to resign his captaincy and none other than the aggressive charismatic Tasmanian player was a better choice there. The man proved his leadership with an unbeaten run and made Australian win the world cup yet again and in the next year after Steve Waugh’s retirement he got an additional responsibility of handling the test team too. The rest all is ‘history’ as you know!

   ‘It is not enough if you climb a mountain, but what matters most is how you survive there’.Yes, there was an immense pressure. There were expectations rising and every single loss directly posed questions on Ponting. Yet, he was able to bear all those and make Australia the team respected by every single opponent in this world for all kind of reasons. Of course, they had a pool of talents. However, to lead a team with the captain himself being an example ‘takes the most’ out of you! 

            He involved himself in sledging, he fought in a pub, he misbehaved, he was arrogant, he was not ready to return to pavilion even when he knew there was an edge, he dint respect the officials, he publicly expressed emotions. But, the 2 times world cup winning leader, the highest run scorer for Australia  with 25000+ runs, the greatest captain of modern times, one of the best fielder in the world, 'player of the decade' award winner and “THE BEST” one-down batsman in the cricketing history truly remain least appreciated and most criticized modern greats! 

PUNTER, HATS OFF … You made the game exciting!

P.S: The post was exclusively meant for describing my views on Ponting and a comparison with any other player is very irrelevant in the context.

                 

 

FUTURE IN QUESTION !

Disclaimer: This post is not meant for hurting anyone. Feel free to criticize. All kind of comments are most welcome

  

     Uff…at last I managed to post something again. A lengthy read, hope you will be there until the end. Well, this blog is all about describing where we all ‘might’ be after a decade or half. Even though am very sad to say this I am sure this Bangalore IT boom is going to  fill some part of your pocket  and you don’t have to worry thinking that you are jobless. However, is that really what you wanted???  

    Not to discourage you, but let me tell you the kind of routine I have seen in these IT people. A typical day starts with an alarm shouting for the third time, after successfully postponing the first two calls. Then follows the morning rituals and well dressed bodies move out of the house holding ‘Times of India’ or ‘Deccan herald’. Get into the bus and you are done. You are into the ‘second sleeping innings’ now. More than an hour journey, the regular unavoidable traffic, cold breezy morning. With all these in action, what else can you think of! Of course, there are some people who try to grasp what is happening around them by holding newspapers in hand with Linkin Park or Pink Floyd put in background just to avoid the nuisance of Pori, Tapori rachana and the same Kannada song that plays at least thrice during their journey. When you are just about to have a dream, the same phone which started your day rings again, and your friend ask for something to be mailed him soon. Damn, you curse him a lot and open your bag, turn on the laptop, finish off the work and go to sleep cursing him again. You never know, when you will be in the same situation like your friend. The journey continues and you reach the office. A visit to the cafeteria, having a view at all good-looking woman colleagues and then coming back to your cabin, a regular sequence of events follows. Turn on the computer, fix the bugs, code, stare at the monitor, wait for lunchtime, wait for teatime .Somehow, the day will get over. By the time you come back home with ‘300% hike in traffic’ compared to morning, you are dead! (First and the most probable possibility)

     Here comes the second set of people who come to earth with the aim of getting PhDs! While others are busy in studying for placements or thinking of what to do in the coming years, these people roam here and there for recommendation letters, transcripts. They try to develop a decent relationship with lecturers and Professors just with the aim of getting something good printed on an A4 size sheet, which can make a good impression in the foreign universities (?) and make them well settled in the future. Even though there is no guarantee that they return to India after their MS/MBA/MBBS (whatever), Ministry of External affairs (MEA, Government of India) has to issue a passport to them. Just to give you an example, it is an irony that 36% of the doctors in USA are Indians, on the other hand 64% of Indian villages do not even have a primary health care centers. However, I do respect people who go for higher studies because they have a clear idea about what they are doing and they want to become experts in their areas of interest. Let us keep it aside for a while.

      

        Third group, seems little funny, but true! A frustrated set of students become evergreen hunters called ‘LECTURERS’. Generally, in professional courses students rarely depend on lecturers. So I think even they do not have to come prepared, they get a good salary, they can take revenge on all those students whom they feel are arrogant to them and the good things in the list continues. However, I do feel it is a good choice. Because, they really have the capability to brighten country’s future. What you say?

      Now, let us come to my ideas. The first thing I would like to suggest you is to have a Xerox shop of our own near the college. Just think for a while, they are the people responsible for all our GPAs, scholarships, awards and in turn our placements. Those fellows only revealed all the show-off of prescribing foreign authors and then copying the same problem along with the same numbers and alphabets from a local author book. Moreover, if we open a Xerox shop we can clearly understand the problems of our juniors. Well, that is a dumb idea. I know people will throw stones at me if I suggest this idea. To do that there was no need to do a BE. So, how about getting into politics? Who knows, the very presence in the field can make us one among hundreds and hundreds of bloody corrupted set of people in the country. Not a good idea at all! 

                   

The best plan goes here:  Take a risk and start a company of your own. No matter what you name, all those were a start up companies once upon a time. It is just that it requires a gut feeling to do so. You need to have the guts to face failure. Do not go where there is a path, go instead where there is no path, and leave a trail.

‘THE JOURNEY OF THOUSAND MILES STARTS WITH A SINGLE STEP’!

Be yourself and move on!

Thinking I have written too much this time?????

See you soon....

     

The journey begins:):)

      Well… The idea of ‘publishing something’ of my own writings was haunting in mind ever since I was in 10^th standard. However, to be frank I dint know that there existed something called a ‘blog’. If I can remember I used the internet for the first time in 2006!!!

  

           The flashback story goes like this:

      I was born on 10 December 1989 (Who knows, people say like that and I believe!) in Kundapur so called a decent town among one of the brightest and smartest districts in Karnataka, “UDUPI”. Our family was not very rich, but of course, we had enough to lead a ‘pakka’ Indian middle class life. The bomb blasts in America, the fluctuations in National Stock Exchange, earthquakes in Japan, inventions made by NASA, death of Yugoslavia’s president none of these seem to affect us, what mattered to us most was the fact that the price of vegetables in a nearby kirani shop has been increased by 1 Rs/kilo, the clothes lying outside on a cloudy day, the food for cattle, half broken cricket bat etc etc..

              Nevertheless, I was very happy that I was born in an area that was fully blessed by nature. The evergreen trees, plants, a cute calf sleeping in my own garden, I can still have a very clear picture of all of these things. The most exciting part was that the splendid, beautiful Arabian Sea beach was (is) just 10 minutes away from my home. The evening walk to seashore with friends, one or two 50ps.mango chocolates in hand are definitely going to stay in my mind as never dying sweet memories.  

    

             We just had a black and white TV in home and an antenna connection. The DD network was not even working for 24 hours during those days. It was very annoying when DD1 used to stop telecasting cricket matches just because it was 8 pm, especially during the deciding and the most waiting overs of the game. We did not know National geographic or Animal Planet channel, however hundreds of birds and animals were in and around house. There was no explicit play stadium, but the area of fields in front of house were about 10 to 15 times greater than present Chinnaswamy cricket stadium, perhaps the  biggest stadium in the world for that matter. 

      

Hmmm... Enough of emotions and missing things.

           Time has changed a lot. I do know what an ‘internet’ is all about, can’t spend a single day without checking my facebook account, without commenting on the profiles of journalists, reading blogs…..

Life has thought me to smile artificially, has taken many things away from me, and has returned something too!

Well, i know i have left a lot of details which i am going to include in the coming  days...This was just an introductory session to say that, 'I am into the blogging world' and I am going to start at least 5 blogs, one each on ‘World and politics’, ‘cricket’, ‘Me as a human being’ , 'My ever loving field Journalism'  other than this blog.

  

             

See you soon with a new post......!!