Thursday, October 23, 2008
So Long(Goodbye my lover)
As I lay down the rose , why did this happen to me no one knows,I'm helpless , this is the path that He has chosen.I've accepted it , feet trembling , heart frozen.A stream of sweat flows , I just ca'nt bear the agony.Nothing lasts forever not even the immortal Mozart's symphony.I spoke to her eyes , she made my world & before I knew it I was into her,Months & years passed , she made my day everyday,Like a king she would nurture,Ca'nt believe she lay down me , now the love we shared slowly started the process of necrosis,& again before I knew it she was going to another world , leaving me all alone,& now I'm engraving my heart out on her stone.The last time I looked into her eyes, I did not cry,not a single tear,Thats what she said , that was good enough for the rest of my life here.Our love is immortal , where ever we might be nothing can come in our way,Those long walks in the dusk , those beautiful words,Nothing was like her warmth at the end of the day,I will miss her , but I'll live as if it was yesterday,Her spirit free in space , another minor change in our relationship carefuly moulded with clay,There wo'nt be a single second I wo'nt think of her as I walk back,The sun down , night beckons , as she lay down in her bed forever,the demons in my head attackI will fight them for her , so long my soulmate, my lover,I will love you always , be it in this world or another
Why?
Looking around I see sacrifices made by men with valor as they lie down dead
A father, a son, a brother, a friend, sole winner of the entire family’s bread
The smell still fresh in the air like in a human grocery store selling flesh and blood
Countless dying for a cause so reckless that even the gods ashamed bury their faces in mud
I see a widow, an orphan with no tears in their eyes as they have done in to the grief
Their future bleak they ask Allah why they have to suffer why we get swept away by the breeze
They just keep on asking him why, where the lords shine and dine in their triumph and success
For their own political might and avarice their skeletons anonymous and secure in the boxes
The ones caught in the nexus are us, we the people who meaninglessly put our lives online
Some brainwashed, some for pride give away their souls as a dakshina in the name of the sacred shrine
I look further, dust and rubble around me, the sun glaring down where houses stood before
They weren’t villas but they were homes for families filled with love which you can’t find in this world anymore
Playgrounds made in to graveyards, roads into battlefields the only sound I can hear of the paramedical teams
Im not scared anymore of the sounds of explosions or of helpless people’s screams
Im used to blood shed it happens everyday but I ask why or whom is this giving satanic pleasure
Is it the devil who plays or are we getting the fruits we deserve, why take away our happiness that we treasure
I have never ridden a bike; played on lawns, I was born in the world of hatred fear
Running away from death finding solace as soon as possible gives out the victory cheer
I am not oblivious anymore I demand answers for all this mayhem, why god why
But all I get is a cold shoulder and orders to sit in that dark corner and cry
We are not refugees this is our home land our place of birth, this is my country
I can’t bear to see houses burnt to dust stop this war this is pure infiltry
The lessons we learn from school is not education but fear of arms and ammunition
Yet no one comes forward in a force so strong to stop this human death fair of attrition
We have no proper food forget about the clothes and place to save our heads
Ive been living alone since the day I saw them blown up into shreds
I cried and cried all night and went hungry for days together
But I pray that that all this ends a hope which will dampen never
The hoot of the aero plane sends a rush as they send out packets of food
I walk with a single leg, crippled but I will fight for me and my country as a true hero should
A father, a son, a brother, a friend, sole winner of the entire family’s bread
The smell still fresh in the air like in a human grocery store selling flesh and blood
Countless dying for a cause so reckless that even the gods ashamed bury their faces in mud
I see a widow, an orphan with no tears in their eyes as they have done in to the grief
Their future bleak they ask Allah why they have to suffer why we get swept away by the breeze
They just keep on asking him why, where the lords shine and dine in their triumph and success
For their own political might and avarice their skeletons anonymous and secure in the boxes
The ones caught in the nexus are us, we the people who meaninglessly put our lives online
Some brainwashed, some for pride give away their souls as a dakshina in the name of the sacred shrine
I look further, dust and rubble around me, the sun glaring down where houses stood before
They weren’t villas but they were homes for families filled with love which you can’t find in this world anymore
Playgrounds made in to graveyards, roads into battlefields the only sound I can hear of the paramedical teams
Im not scared anymore of the sounds of explosions or of helpless people’s screams
Im used to blood shed it happens everyday but I ask why or whom is this giving satanic pleasure
Is it the devil who plays or are we getting the fruits we deserve, why take away our happiness that we treasure
I have never ridden a bike; played on lawns, I was born in the world of hatred fear
Running away from death finding solace as soon as possible gives out the victory cheer
I am not oblivious anymore I demand answers for all this mayhem, why god why
But all I get is a cold shoulder and orders to sit in that dark corner and cry
We are not refugees this is our home land our place of birth, this is my country
I can’t bear to see houses burnt to dust stop this war this is pure infiltry
The lessons we learn from school is not education but fear of arms and ammunition
Yet no one comes forward in a force so strong to stop this human death fair of attrition
We have no proper food forget about the clothes and place to save our heads
Ive been living alone since the day I saw them blown up into shreds
I cried and cried all night and went hungry for days together
But I pray that that all this ends a hope which will dampen never
The hoot of the aero plane sends a rush as they send out packets of food
I walk with a single leg, crippled but I will fight for me and my country as a true hero should
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I walk down the eternal path of truth searching for all the questions bestowed upon humankind
Begging for mercy from the almighty, it is the only way out, but still no answers that I could find
I begged him forgiveness for all the atrocities committed by us spanning 300 years or so
He told me look at the rate we’re going killing Mother Nature mercilessly harming her rhythmic flow
Making the earth sweat eventually Mother Nature has to reply in her way bringing on the calamities
It’s the seeds that we have reaped as countless sins we’ve sown to make this day, and we rest happily thinking we have done our duties
The future is not unseen, as there are going to be millions of innocent people homeless
Dying form starvation the nomadic era will begin again provided they escape from the fury of the sea rendering them helpless
Cities will drown, nature getting its revenge there is nothing you can do then so start now, respect the mother, the creator
Then you’ll get the respect back from her, this is just her warning bell that you should fear
Oh almighty wait I beg you to do something about the human nature where has the love disappeared?
He said look at what we’ve done separated one race in the name of religion making it a scapegoat to create the great divide
Killing innocents as we uncover the truth behind genocides happening from a long time, as the masterminds are cowards who only know how to hide
The teachings of one love one world gone in vain as the human mind gets filled up with poison bringing my name in to shame
Greed, jealously, corruption I cant believe I created you, my aesthetic creation turned in to a monster so insane
I just wanted at least the chastity to remain but that has been dirtied in this puddle of mud which rips apart peace
Now for every person there is a bullet made, what is freedom when your own life is on lease?
I still begged is there any way out, any revolution any uprising that can awaken peoples minds
He said look at the people who have tried, they are considered soporific and put to waste
That attitude of people is taking away precious seconds as it’ll only aggravate doomsday and end of the human era, it’s a little too late
I said I will try and inspire many like me, ignite their souls and fight against injustice done by the devil that lay inside
He said im there with you, truth always wins, you’re a pure heart why don’t you ask anything for yourself,
Oh almighty I strive to make this world a better place and myself a better human being although there is one thing that’s left
I beg for finding love, someone who can love me for who I am and understand me better than myself
Someone who I can share my laughter and my tears someone who can always be there unconditionally
It shouldn’t be a burden, but a flower glazed in dew drops so beautiful
A girl that comes in my life and turns it upside sown so mystically
God----he was gone disappeared into thin air I don’t know what his message was
I close my eyes and pray-was it too much that I asked for???
Begging for mercy from the almighty, it is the only way out, but still no answers that I could find
I begged him forgiveness for all the atrocities committed by us spanning 300 years or so
He told me look at the rate we’re going killing Mother Nature mercilessly harming her rhythmic flow
Making the earth sweat eventually Mother Nature has to reply in her way bringing on the calamities
It’s the seeds that we have reaped as countless sins we’ve sown to make this day, and we rest happily thinking we have done our duties
The future is not unseen, as there are going to be millions of innocent people homeless
Dying form starvation the nomadic era will begin again provided they escape from the fury of the sea rendering them helpless
Cities will drown, nature getting its revenge there is nothing you can do then so start now, respect the mother, the creator
Then you’ll get the respect back from her, this is just her warning bell that you should fear
Oh almighty wait I beg you to do something about the human nature where has the love disappeared?
He said look at what we’ve done separated one race in the name of religion making it a scapegoat to create the great divide
Killing innocents as we uncover the truth behind genocides happening from a long time, as the masterminds are cowards who only know how to hide
The teachings of one love one world gone in vain as the human mind gets filled up with poison bringing my name in to shame
Greed, jealously, corruption I cant believe I created you, my aesthetic creation turned in to a monster so insane
I just wanted at least the chastity to remain but that has been dirtied in this puddle of mud which rips apart peace
Now for every person there is a bullet made, what is freedom when your own life is on lease?
I still begged is there any way out, any revolution any uprising that can awaken peoples minds
He said look at the people who have tried, they are considered soporific and put to waste
That attitude of people is taking away precious seconds as it’ll only aggravate doomsday and end of the human era, it’s a little too late
I said I will try and inspire many like me, ignite their souls and fight against injustice done by the devil that lay inside
He said im there with you, truth always wins, you’re a pure heart why don’t you ask anything for yourself,
Oh almighty I strive to make this world a better place and myself a better human being although there is one thing that’s left
I beg for finding love, someone who can love me for who I am and understand me better than myself
Someone who I can share my laughter and my tears someone who can always be there unconditionally
It shouldn’t be a burden, but a flower glazed in dew drops so beautiful
A girl that comes in my life and turns it upside sown so mystically
God----he was gone disappeared into thin air I don’t know what his message was
I close my eyes and pray-was it too much that I asked for???
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I walk down the eternal path of truth searching for all the questions bestowed upon humankind
Begging for mercy from the almighty, it is the only way out, but still no answers that I could find
I begged him forgiveness for all the atrocities committed by us spanning 300 years or so
He told me look at the rate we’re going killing Mother Nature mercilessly harming her rhythmic flow
Making the earth sweat eventually Mother Nature has to reply in her way bringing on the calamities
It’s the seeds that we have reaped as countless sins we’ve sown to make this day, and we rest happily thinking we have done our duties
The future is not unseen, as there are going to be millions of innocent people homeless
Dying form starvation the nomadic era will begin again provided they escape from the fury of the sea rendering them helpless
Cities will drown, nature getting its revenge there is nothing you can do then so start now, respect the mother, the creator
Then you’ll get the respect back from her, this is just her warning bell that you should fear
Oh almighty wait I beg you to do something about the human nature where has the love disappeared?
He said look at what we’ve done separated one race in the name of religion making it a scapegoat to create the great divide
Killing innocents as we uncover the truth behind genocides happening from a long time, as the masterminds are cowards who only know how to hide
The teachings of one love one world gone in vain as the human mind gets filled up with poison bringing my name in to shame
Greed, jealously, corruption I cant believe I created you, my aesthetic creation turned in to a monster so insane
I just wanted at least the chastity to remain but that has been dirtied in this puddle of mud which rips apart peace
Now for every person there is a bullet made, what is freedom when your own life is on lease?
I still begged is there any way out, any revolution any uprising that can awaken peoples minds
He said look at the people who have tried, they are considered soporific and put to waste
That attitude of people is taking away precious seconds as it’ll only aggravate doomsday and end of the human era, it’s a little too late
I said I will try and inspire many like me, ignite their souls and fight against injustice done by the devil that lay inside
He said im there with you, truth always wins, you’re a pure heart why don’t you ask anything for yourself,
Oh almighty I strive to make this world a better place and myself a better human being although there is one thing that’s left
I beg for finding love, someone who can love me for who I am and understand me better than myself
Someone who I can share my laughter and my tears someone who can always be there unconditionally
It shouldn’t be a burden, but a flower glazed in dew drops so beautiful
A girl that comes in my life and turns it upside sown so mystically
God----he was gone disappeared into thin air I don’t know what his message was
I close my eyes and pray-was it too much that I asked for???
UNTITLED
I walk down the eternal path of truth searching for all the questions bestowed upon humankind
Begging for mercy from the almighty, it is the only way out, but still no answers that I could find
I begged him forgiveness for all the atrocities committed by us spanning 300 years or so
He told me look at the rate we’re going killing Mother Nature mercilessly harming her rhythmic flow
Making the earth sweat eventually Mother Nature has to reply in her way bringing on the calamities
It’s the seeds that we have reaped as countless sins we’ve sown to make this day, and we rest happily thinking we have done our duties
The future is not unseen, as there are going to be millions of innocent people homeless
Dying form starvation the nomadic era will begin again provided they escape from the fury of the sea rendering them helpless
Cities will drown, nature getting its revenge there is nothing you can do then so start now, respect the mother, the creator
Then you’ll get the respect back from her, this is just her warning bell that you should fear
Oh almighty wait I beg you to do something about the human nature where has the love disappeared?
He said look at what we’ve done separated one race in the name of religion making it a scapegoat to create the great divide
Killing innocents as we uncover the truth behind genocides happening from a long time, as the masterminds are cowards who only know how to hide
The teachings of one love one world gone in vain as the human mind gets filled up with poison bringing my name in to shame
Greed, jealously, corruption I cant believe I created you, my aesthetic creation turned in to a monster so insane
I just wanted at least the chastity to remain but that has been dirtied in this puddle of mud which rips apart peace
Now for every person there is a bullet made, what is freedom when your own life is on lease?
I still begged is there any way out, any revolution any uprising that can awaken peoples minds
He said look at the people who have tried, they are considered soporific and put to waste
That attitude of people is taking away precious seconds as it’ll only aggravate doomsday and end of the human era, it’s a little too late
I said I will try and inspire many like me, ignite their souls and fight against injustice done by the devil that lay inside
He said im there with you, truth always wins, you’re a pure heart why don’t you ask anything for yourself,
Oh almighty I strive to make this world a better place and myself a better human being although there is one thing that’s left
I beg for finding love, someone who can love me for who I am and understand me better than myself
Someone who I can share my laughter and my tears someone who can always be there unconditionally
It shouldn’t be a burden, but a flower glazed in dew drops so beautiful
A girl that comes in my life and turns it upside sown so mystically
God----he was gone disappeared into thin air I don’t know what his message was
I close my eyes and pray-was it too much that I asked for???
Thursday, September 4, 2008
The Wonder Years
Times ticking.22 days to go.Im getting emotional now.Im leaving home for the first time,and just like a dulhans bidaai people are bidding their farewells but Im not crying like in the movies.
Im looking forward to the new challenge.
The time I spent at home have been the best years of my life,The Wonder Years!!!
The poeple I met,the lives Ive changed,the friendship,chivalry,love,joy pain etc billions of emotions that Ive felt are going to be left
behind until I return and reclaim them.
Im going to miss my cousin brothers growing up,going to miss my familia and all my friends.My car,Jalnidhi and all the places that we hogged like hungry pigs!!
Going to miss Mumbai and her charm despite all the pollution and untidiness.
I told Omi that when i sit on that plane,Im going to down a few glasses and just get lost in my memories.I wish I could visit every memory like in the Harry Potter series but alas!!
But alcohol helps you getting there some what,so ya Im not carrying any object of distraction on the flight.
I told people that Im coming back after 9 years which wouldnt be true cos I dont think I can stay away from home so long.
And in every new person I befriend I hope to share with them some portion of the wonder years that Ive lived so far. . .
Im looking forward to the new challenge.
The time I spent at home have been the best years of my life,The Wonder Years!!!
The poeple I met,the lives Ive changed,the friendship,chivalry,love,joy pain etc billions of emotions that Ive felt are going to be left
behind until I return and reclaim them.
Im going to miss my cousin brothers growing up,going to miss my familia and all my friends.My car,Jalnidhi and all the places that we hogged like hungry pigs!!
Going to miss Mumbai and her charm despite all the pollution and untidiness.
I told Omi that when i sit on that plane,Im going to down a few glasses and just get lost in my memories.I wish I could visit every memory like in the Harry Potter series but alas!!
But alcohol helps you getting there some what,so ya Im not carrying any object of distraction on the flight.
I told people that Im coming back after 9 years which wouldnt be true cos I dont think I can stay away from home so long.
And in every new person I befriend I hope to share with them some portion of the wonder years that Ive lived so far. . .
Rockin on!!
My first blog on my new laptop,my future companion for my transitional life in England.
Ive finished watching rock on!! umpteen number of times now and finally a sense of satisfaction settles in as an unconventional movie has made it big in bollywood.Sure it was cliche,predictable but so was jaane tu.. the unsung hit flcik among the youth.Farhan Akhtar has been an inspiration,I mean the production house which made the movie Bachpan is called DCH Productions as it was Dil Chahta Hai that set our adolescent lives into motion.Dil Chahta hai literally means doing what the heart wants and me and my freinds are what you say in Hindi -Jasbaati cos that is how we take decisions in our life - with our hearts.
Now Rock on,may be Farhans first as an actor but his voice with the rockin' music of shankar ehsaan and loy is what sets this movie apart. Im in love with prachi desai and I love the part when she sings Ajeeb Daastan.
Purab,Luke and Arjun Rampal(his best movie so far) have given magikal perfomances along with the new comer Shahana Goswami who has really donned her role to perfection.
Rock On!! is for the youth,as all of Farhans movies are,its for living your dream no matter where life takes you.If you believe you shall achieve all your dreams,
Rock on!! is an exemplary movie for bollywood.It takes guts to make this kind of a movie and all the wanna bee rock fans who do not prefer hindi lyrics what can i say!!!Wannabees shalt always remain wannabees..
Rock On folks lml
Ive finished watching rock on!! umpteen number of times now and finally a sense of satisfaction settles in as an unconventional movie has made it big in bollywood.Sure it was cliche,predictable but so was jaane tu.. the unsung hit flcik among the youth.Farhan Akhtar has been an inspiration,I mean the production house which made the movie Bachpan is called DCH Productions as it was Dil Chahta Hai that set our adolescent lives into motion.Dil Chahta hai literally means doing what the heart wants and me and my freinds are what you say in Hindi -Jasbaati cos that is how we take decisions in our life - with our hearts.
Now Rock on,may be Farhans first as an actor but his voice with the rockin' music of shankar ehsaan and loy is what sets this movie apart. Im in love with prachi desai and I love the part when she sings Ajeeb Daastan.
Purab,Luke and Arjun Rampal(his best movie so far) have given magikal perfomances along with the new comer Shahana Goswami who has really donned her role to perfection.
Rock On!! is for the youth,as all of Farhans movies are,its for living your dream no matter where life takes you.If you believe you shall achieve all your dreams,
Rock on!! is an exemplary movie for bollywood.It takes guts to make this kind of a movie and all the wanna bee rock fans who do not prefer hindi lyrics what can i say!!!Wannabees shalt always remain wannabees..
Rock On folks lml
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
DCH Bachpan
Finally the video which we toiled so hard for is out and it has got some rave reviews and me and the guys are so happy.We have to celebrate the success and launch the making of the video but the whole experience was so enthralling I broke down the first time I saw the final cut.I end up watching the video 10 times a day,actually in the night from 2am or so,but the sense of satisfaction I get is beyond any feeling.The fateful sunday where Shazi who was supposed to be the third guy in the movie changed evrything.It was destined to be me and Omi on screen and not the three of us.Sunday 445 am,shazi is not picking up his calls.1 week to go.The major chunk was to be shot on sunday.It was a decision which we took in a split second and Im glad me,omi and unz went ahead with the script as today we can reap the fruits of work which is equivalent to a worker in a stone quarry.That morning we took the car reached churchgate by 6am,started shooting in formals.Changed in the car,since no one was there on the road,it was easy.Casuals on,we shot again.After the best breakfast Ive had in my life..yet we headed back home and reached around 12 pm.Slept for a while,2 pm we were back shooting the car sequence.440 pm we are back at home changing into our football oufits and the kids came down at 445.Kudos to Omi and Asha for managing the kids.Unz the director could have died,as he was leaning from the terrace but by 630 we did manage to get all the shots and it was a wrap.No vanity vans,no permission,no sopt boys its tough man this shooting schedule.Its not a thing for the faint hearted.Monday we didnt shoot at all,so Tuesday,Wednesday we did the remaining scenes and there was this extra shot where we wanted a girl to be shown as Omi's girl friend but didnt work out due to heavy rain fall(thank god it didnt rain all that time).
By the end of the week,we had the complete footage and the software and Unz slogged his ass off at nights and edited the footage cutting it from a 60 mins video to an 8 min 32 sec work of magic.
The loactions where we shot were our society-jalnidhi,marine drive,gateway of india,afghan church ,colaba and few places around our area like the chaat waalas, of course barista but we showed ccd since theie logo was readily accessible, azad maidan,d8 building(where i live) terrace,
laxmi park(used for weddings mostly,my house,omis house,the bhatt's house and of course the ground where the most incredible sessions were played the satdio santiago bridge olimpico(cricket strictly prohibited,tresspassers have been prosecuted)
I cant watch this after I go to Surrey,Ill cry like a baby.i shouldve said that in the end.Anyways the making of the video should be coming soon but I dont think Ill put that up,because we've done so many stupid things.
But it was an experience of a life time.We've made a lotta fans on the way,for eg curious on looker like watchmen,kachra waalas,barista staff,mr.Bankim and of course my so called "father in law"(Ill be writing a full article on that later) the great Mr.Malinga the Ceylonese Honduran.
Un fortunately Shaz wasnt there but hey thats fate.It had to be DCH,the wedding crashers,
And all credit to Unz,the director and editor.Of course Asha for all her support.Arya,Anish their parents,Chirag.
And to all my friends who have appreciated me for the video.Now they do understand Im not a vagabond,I have some amount of creative streak here and there.
Thank you!!!Grazias Signoras and Amicos and the In betweens..(read shaz)..ha ha ha
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tu_LGur7aSo
By the end of the week,we had the complete footage and the software and Unz slogged his ass off at nights and edited the footage cutting it from a 60 mins video to an 8 min 32 sec work of magic.
The loactions where we shot were our society-jalnidhi,marine drive,gateway of india,afghan church ,colaba and few places around our area like the chaat waalas, of course barista but we showed ccd since theie logo was readily accessible, azad maidan,d8 building(where i live) terrace,
laxmi park(used for weddings mostly,my house,omis house,the bhatt's house and of course the ground where the most incredible sessions were played the satdio santiago bridge olimpico(cricket strictly prohibited,tresspassers have been prosecuted)
I cant watch this after I go to Surrey,Ill cry like a baby.i shouldve said that in the end.Anyways the making of the video should be coming soon but I dont think Ill put that up,because we've done so many stupid things.
But it was an experience of a life time.We've made a lotta fans on the way,for eg curious on looker like watchmen,kachra waalas,barista staff,mr.Bankim and of course my so called "father in law"(Ill be writing a full article on that later) the great Mr.Malinga the Ceylonese Honduran.
Un fortunately Shaz wasnt there but hey thats fate.It had to be DCH,the wedding crashers,
And all credit to Unz,the director and editor.Of course Asha for all her support.Arya,Anish their parents,Chirag.
And to all my friends who have appreciated me for the video.Now they do understand Im not a vagabond,I have some amount of creative streak here and there.
Thank you!!!Grazias Signoras and Amicos and the In betweens..(read shaz)..ha ha ha
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tu_LGur7aSo
Guildford Here I come
My first post of this month.Its been so hectic,but I read in am astro prediction somewhere that from August is when my so called 'good' time begins and voila,1st august our music video is done,and my visa comes after the long anticipated wait.So ya,things did pan out good in the end,and from this month a gruesome list of things to be done more tougher than any task done by me beckons but finally it is a realisation of a dream.Since the past some time,feels like an eternity to me Ive been wanting to live life.On my own,as In a Libran i love being independent so the dream has to be studying and working in a foreign land and all this time it was the USA.But fate had its own story and just like MK Gandhi I head to the United Kingdom in my pursuit of freedom.Im not drawing up comparisons with the Mahatma but we were born on the same date,so there are some incredible coincidences.
Anyways,the sadness of leaving Mumbai is over shadowed by a sense of adventure,something new and a path untrodden.A new chapter,a journey without a map and I cant wait to start my life in Surrey.Its going to be tough,obviously nothing in life comes easy.Cooking,washing clothes,managing money(trust me Im so bad) and obviously the challenges of living in a foreign land is all what Im looking forward to.
Its a dream that is becoming a clearer picture as time ticks by,and although Mumbai is my home in this life,its about time I turn my boring life on the hook and take the path that destiny has set up for me.
Anyways,the sadness of leaving Mumbai is over shadowed by a sense of adventure,something new and a path untrodden.A new chapter,a journey without a map and I cant wait to start my life in Surrey.Its going to be tough,obviously nothing in life comes easy.Cooking,washing clothes,managing money(trust me Im so bad) and obviously the challenges of living in a foreign land is all what Im looking forward to.
Its a dream that is becoming a clearer picture as time ticks by,and although Mumbai is my home in this life,its about time I turn my boring life on the hook and take the path that destiny has set up for me.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
RIP Heath Ledger
The mania of Batman has set upon us with an unanimous song of praise for one actor the late Heath Ledger.The drug over dose untimely death of the Joker created more hype to an already anticipated movie which promised to delievr after a superb prequel- Batman Brgins.Insiders started whispering that Heath's perfomance was going to deliver him an oscar and surely it can. I wasnt quite sure whether the people were sympathetically trying to make his perfomance look out of this world after his demise. I could have downloaded it via torrent but I waited to see it on the 70mm screen paying a tribute to Mr.Ledger.The last movie I watched in which he starred was Brokeback Mountain.Ang Lee's film making waqs impeccable and Jake Gyllenhaal ate Heath's perfomance on screen but the man potrayed his character with some charm.Some of my friends couldnt understand what he was talkin which is the country cow boy tongue,but honestly people who thought he couldnt talk take a look at the Dark Knight. Now Im an avid Bat man and all comics made into flicks follower,but after Batman Begins I knew that the Dark Knight like its predecessor would take the comic book essence out and potrya real human emotions.Love,greed,jealously,redemption,revenge etc the Batman Begins flick was all about Bruce Wayne and his emotions rising above everything in the world,right from the first scene where he is fighting inmates in a Chinese jail.
The dark knight is all about the joker.Jack Nicholson played Joker in the first batman flick,but the Dark Knight makes all the comic book into Movies look like bull shit.
Heath Ledger has taken the funny Joker's role so seriously that he doesnt need to act,its that effortless.In the firdst Bat flick,theres a lotta nonsense on how Joker becomes Joker and there are some stupid scenes where he makes every chick in gotham look like him.But in the dark Knight,theres a scenes where Heath holds this thug and his expressions in that scene are just mind blowing.The joker is as psychotic as Ive ever seen any mad man,and the way Heath handles his walk,talk and other minute things like tilting his head and flashing his tongue is just commendable.The filming,screenplay,direction by Chris Nolan is good,we knew that.He's made Memento which is the inspiration or rather it is copied as Ghajini.
But if not for anything watch the Joker come alive and send a chill down your spine.
Are the human emotions that dark?I think so after watching the dark knight.
May your soul rest in peace Heath Ledger.Thank you for giving us the Joker,in an avtar that I didnt expect at all.
Monday, July 28, 2008
La storia continua campianato 08/09
the strory continues for my beloved AS Roma in the new season which promises to be the most competitive season in a long time.Milan,Inter,Fiorentina and of course Juventus have all strenghtened their squads with some fantastic addition as compared to our squad bolstered only by the arrivals of Riise and the back up defender Simone Loria.
We didnt need to invest in the transfer market but after the sale of Mancini I think its about time we get atleast two players to deepen the squad.Adrian Mutu was so close and it would have been so perfect!!I tried in FiFA08 the game and it combination of Totti-Mutu was remarkable.
Times running out and we need a left sided player and a striker.Although these days Im just nuts behind Mirko Vucinic!Fondly called by his critics as VuciBitch, he managed to silence them and score some screamers.
I know this season he's gonna get better and earn the title 'The Maradona of the Balkans'.
Hail Mirko!Forza Roma
the 08/09 season is going to be special as Ill be witnessing it from a distance of 45 mins by air,in London.
MCP The Misconception
Firstly Amanda,you didnt coin the word MCP ie Male Chauvinistic Pig as you proclaim.Its been on since centuries and I can n ow truly say its a myth in this century atleast in Mumbai as the guys in Mumbai are the nicest you can get if you compare Mumbaikars to the dogs of Delhi.Every male has a blaoted up ego,if a woman is better than him in anyway but its the natural emotion of jealously and not chauvinism which is wrongly quoted. In todays world I think the present youth are proud that women have reached and conquered every aspect of this materialistic world and their ambition doesnt know any limits. Compared to the male dominated society that was established women in upper class families can dare to dream.Its sad that women in the lower strata have less say,but even they have accomplished certain things deemed impossible or a taboo back in the olden days. Last time this girl was telling me that Girls are better than boys in studies and ya thats a fact. Girls on an average basis concentrate more than us who tend to get distracted. But there isnt anything like superiority of the sexes,well its just the same.
The other day I was judged as a MCP wrongly by the fellow male passengers in the train.I was going to churchgate,from goregaon at around 4 30 pm when the train was almost empty and getting a seat was peanuts.At andheri 4 women boarded the general compartment,I cant imagine why because really there was no rush in the ladies too.So they are all in the late 30's early 40's,all of them are friends and they come and stand near the seats where me and tow guys are seated.This one guy melted,got up and gave up his seat.Looking at him this other guy too got up and they were expecting me to do the same.I didnt budge.Why?Cos thats not fair,when you have a full compartment for yourself please use the facility instead of harassing already seated people.These ladies chattered across,gabe me cold glares and got down at dadar.After Santacruz, the train was empty,they could have waited a while instead the guys who were seated and got up muttered something in disgust.Thats not fair,I give up my seat everytime when some one needs it.In Delhi I know those guys in offices dont even bother to move.
I have just one complaint to all the women,you have been given ample facilities by the govt. and love by the most co-operative Mumbaikars please dont cry over nothing.And especially this goes out to the biggest two sexists I know-Amanda and Reni.
Both of them lament about how useless guys are in front of me,its the same ghissa pitta tape.Guys sleep,they dont have feelings,girls rock blah blah but both these losers cant live without their boyfriends.Even in the Goa trip both of them were hung up,crying on the phone but when they returned it was all roses.What the fuck?If you dont wanna relationship then why are you in one?And then you complain about guys?Go the other way,dont think straight.
As for me being a MCP,take this example I want to be the manager of the Indian womens football team and Chak de and SRK copied my brain because Bend it like Beckham was my inspiration to become a football manager
The other day I was judged as a MCP wrongly by the fellow male passengers in the train.I was going to churchgate,from goregaon at around 4 30 pm when the train was almost empty and getting a seat was peanuts.At andheri 4 women boarded the general compartment,I cant imagine why because really there was no rush in the ladies too.So they are all in the late 30's early 40's,all of them are friends and they come and stand near the seats where me and tow guys are seated.This one guy melted,got up and gave up his seat.Looking at him this other guy too got up and they were expecting me to do the same.I didnt budge.Why?Cos thats not fair,when you have a full compartment for yourself please use the facility instead of harassing already seated people.These ladies chattered across,gabe me cold glares and got down at dadar.After Santacruz, the train was empty,they could have waited a while instead the guys who were seated and got up muttered something in disgust.Thats not fair,I give up my seat everytime when some one needs it.In Delhi I know those guys in offices dont even bother to move.
I have just one complaint to all the women,you have been given ample facilities by the govt. and love by the most co-operative Mumbaikars please dont cry over nothing.And especially this goes out to the biggest two sexists I know-Amanda and Reni.
Both of them lament about how useless guys are in front of me,its the same ghissa pitta tape.Guys sleep,they dont have feelings,girls rock blah blah but both these losers cant live without their boyfriends.Even in the Goa trip both of them were hung up,crying on the phone but when they returned it was all roses.What the fuck?If you dont wanna relationship then why are you in one?And then you complain about guys?Go the other way,dont think straight.
As for me being a MCP,take this example I want to be the manager of the Indian womens football team and Chak de and SRK copied my brain because Bend it like Beckham was my inspiration to become a football manager
Sunday, July 27, 2008
I Miss college
Ok Ive been listening to Dagonkars song non stop and its at the tip of my tongue but I do miss college man!!!!The first is the drive,even my car has become so used to it by now.I just wish I had better company for my drive it was worth it.My fastest lap form say Inorbit mall to Mithibai was 14 mins 51 seconds.I miss everone including the rest of the class who I wasnt even close with.Shubhada Maam and me after her life with stupid questions,and she talking about her son,husband etc those days I used to make fun but now I miss it..It was a routine for 3 years.The singing,writing,drawing,sleeping Im going back to the second floor class room where I carved out the roster of the roma squad for last season.Those pricless lectures where I failed to imbibe biotech as I was lost,but if felt good to be lost like gypsy without a direction.
Now at Guildford Ill be competing with other management students,not that Im complaining but the world at Mithibai was something that has taught me.The last 5 years have been the best.It wasnt college it was life.
A new adventure awaits me at the University of Surrey,but those days at Mithibai,my dream college in Mumbai after the 10th were something special.Im crying now,I cant reminisce anymore or Ill breakdown
Now at Guildford Ill be competing with other management students,not that Im complaining but the world at Mithibai was something that has taught me.The last 5 years have been the best.It wasnt college it was life.
A new adventure awaits me at the University of Surrey,but those days at Mithibai,my dream college in Mumbai after the 10th were something special.Im crying now,I cant reminisce anymore or Ill breakdown
Arrivadaci Mumbai
As my visa comes along the moment of deparure from my home dawns as fast as the speed of sound.I do intend to write a whole thing on my blog titled as the wonder years cos these years have been the wonder years and now Ill be starting an independent life like an adult a term that people dont associate with me.I still feel disgusted when people like my ex girlfriend and her current lover felt that I was immature.What college was boring,cant a poor guy have fun??Look at the stupid boring class,a'least I spiced it up.
But anyways theres a whole list of things that I have to do before I go and they are all important things.The first has to be a message to that bitch,but Im considering it and right now I dont feel like it but Ill take a poll to be sure!!lol
But seriously I have to tell this girl sorry for some nonsense that Id uttered when i was a tad younger.Poor gal felt really bad that day,I didnt know she was just behind me.She has never spoken to me sicne and all this time I didnt know it was because of that incident.
I have to meet neha and tell her that I was sorry for being a jerk back then,I have really bettered since my ugly school days.
I have to tell someone that I loved her and still do and will always will.
Umm I still haved to get drunk with my friends cos that is not going to happen now with them for a long time.
I have to tell a few people that they were really selfish and used me and I like a libran bore the brunt beacuse were nice people.
I have to give Winkie 'a thousand splendid suns' so that she does not follow the likes of amanda when she grows up from a girl.
I have to thank everyone I know for being an integral part of my journey.Everone I met and I remember from those days at shivaji park where I learnt to walk to the present the day where Im going to fly.
And thank my city Bombay-Mumbai.I was born in Bombay brought up in Mumbai.My home forever
But anyways theres a whole list of things that I have to do before I go and they are all important things.The first has to be a message to that bitch,but Im considering it and right now I dont feel like it but Ill take a poll to be sure!!lol
But seriously I have to tell this girl sorry for some nonsense that Id uttered when i was a tad younger.Poor gal felt really bad that day,I didnt know she was just behind me.She has never spoken to me sicne and all this time I didnt know it was because of that incident.
I have to meet neha and tell her that I was sorry for being a jerk back then,I have really bettered since my ugly school days.
I have to tell someone that I loved her and still do and will always will.
Umm I still haved to get drunk with my friends cos that is not going to happen now with them for a long time.
I have to tell a few people that they were really selfish and used me and I like a libran bore the brunt beacuse were nice people.
I have to give Winkie 'a thousand splendid suns' so that she does not follow the likes of amanda when she grows up from a girl.
I have to thank everyone I know for being an integral part of my journey.Everone I met and I remember from those days at shivaji park where I learnt to walk to the present the day where Im going to fly.
And thank my city Bombay-Mumbai.I was born in Bombay brought up in Mumbai.My home forever
Comin soon: Kaavish - Bachpan our music video
I have just finished shooting a music video which is our brain chiid ie me omi and unz.Since shazi dropped out beacause citing family problems,the three of us were awake on sunday morning 4:45 am wondering whether we should go ahead with the filming.But the idea of not doing it and canning it never struck either three of us and the only thought was of modifying the story line since it was one person short.But we went ahead with it,this could be the last project we ever do together for a long time and Im happy now that we've wrapped up the final shot.A lenghty spell of shooting without permission at many places,under the sun (thank god it didnt rain) and gruelling hours of takes and re takes we've finally realised the dream of a music video on the song by the band Kaavish titled Bachpan.Our video is not based on our child hood but our teenage cos if you reminisce youre teenage once you re settled out in life it is the real 'bachpan' cos those were the best days of or lives!!'
And the friendship that has been potrayed is based on jai-veeru,amar-prem from andaz apna apna,akash-sameer-sid etc and the scenes that have been shot will surely connect to everyone cos its simple and real.My director and editor unz would be on it right now at this weird time of the night,and the video shall be coming out soon ,on youtube as well as metacafe.
till then hold your breath or let it go but do watch the video
And the friendship that has been potrayed is based on jai-veeru,amar-prem from andaz apna apna,akash-sameer-sid etc and the scenes that have been shot will surely connect to everyone cos its simple and real.My director and editor unz would be on it right now at this weird time of the night,and the video shall be coming out soon ,on youtube as well as metacafe.
till then hold your breath or let it go but do watch the video
My weight gain programme
As i bid adieu to my city the final farewell Im giving her is by eating everything I can which Im not going to eat atleast for the next 9 years or more.Firstly it has to be the irani food.The berry pualo,omlettes,brun maska pav-chai,raspberry soda etc.The nan kattai biskoot,the mawa cakes etc have all been tested and tried and the famous locales have been visited.Cafe leopolds made famous now because of mr.Shantarma is a must visit.I still have to go to Soul fry casa for its beer and sea food,altho Im an eggie but still.
Irani is what Ive discovered lately and Ive fallen in love with its simplicity and deightful taste.The dishes are underpriced I feel.I mean a black forest pastry chilled with fresh cream for 20 bucks!!!Monginis is hit and man these parsi bakers compete with birdys or an international bakery outlet for that matter.20 bucks in todays world.Id gone with my best buds for a sunday morning drive and breakfast and our bill came to 309 rs! And we are hoggards man,the worlds finest.Dino moreas place sells an omlette for 150 bucks.The bread quality sucks,whilst the iranis insist on freshly baked dough.I felt i was in the ;1970s.The whole experience has made me feel that Im reborn,i was sent back to the time when life was much bettter in mumbai,less people,pollution etc.I was tears,also my friends and right now we've made town our home who cares if Ive put on like 7 kgs.
Why does todays generation insist on fast food joints like Mcdonalds or Pizza parlours??
But if you ever want to revisit the past of our city,you know the right person to call.
Man I sounded like a tour guide
Irani is what Ive discovered lately and Ive fallen in love with its simplicity and deightful taste.The dishes are underpriced I feel.I mean a black forest pastry chilled with fresh cream for 20 bucks!!!Monginis is hit and man these parsi bakers compete with birdys or an international bakery outlet for that matter.20 bucks in todays world.Id gone with my best buds for a sunday morning drive and breakfast and our bill came to 309 rs! And we are hoggards man,the worlds finest.Dino moreas place sells an omlette for 150 bucks.The bread quality sucks,whilst the iranis insist on freshly baked dough.I felt i was in the ;1970s.The whole experience has made me feel that Im reborn,i was sent back to the time when life was much bettter in mumbai,less people,pollution etc.I was tears,also my friends and right now we've made town our home who cares if Ive put on like 7 kgs.
Why does todays generation insist on fast food joints like Mcdonalds or Pizza parlours??
But if you ever want to revisit the past of our city,you know the right person to call.
Man I sounded like a tour guide
Like Father Like daughter
Now this quote has been modified but it fits the bill.If you ever put on hindi music channels you will hear a cacophonic hideous voice shouting out 'main talli,talli ho gayi'.And within a second I knew whose genes she had inherited.Just one person Mr.Anu Malik the greatest of the train singers(dont read trained i meant local train) to make it to bollywood.Now saint pious Anu might have lifted some tunes from here and there which is creative old chap,but he shouldnt be forgiven for his vocals which sounds like they need greasing all the time.I mean frogs and toads could have sung "oonchi hai building","ek garam chaai ki pyaali" or why did you break my heart.And now its the time for his daughter in an even worst avtar.The latest of the softwares that are used in the music industry failed to camouflage a horrible set of vocals that has some how caught the stupid fuckin youth of this nation in a frenzy.Ok fine this a party song but hey why dont you sing it it could sound better.Just because she is the daughter of the music director means a talented singer slogging out their asses on those stupid shows miss a chance.Just because of her father shes got a break.Here both of them are useless singers beacause Mr.MALIK felt like singing his own version of talli and i swear on this very keyboard im typing it is the worst the worst Ive ever heard.
So if you like this song,Dude think again pls.
So if you like this song,Dude think again pls.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
MP3 Part 2
In my earlier post Mp3 I described the most amazing feeling that I was feeling but I forgot to mention how it all began. It all began with this stupid dream and it came about very unnaturally that I was holding her hand and we were running away,I dunno where.There is the this stupid cousin of hers who Id seen in Ccd recently so from that experience may be I saw her face and I made the expression of na na na nana.I knew she wasnt fond of me.Then I dont know we were going somewhere I dont know where.So from the morning all that I could think was her and only her.Even after having dal baati for the first time soaked in pure ghee which made me kinda high all I could think of was her. So that really made me go out and message her despite vowing to myself Ill only message her once I reach Guildford.But alas!where do I ever keep promises that I make to me...If that was the case I would have been 20 kgs lighter...
Rock on!!
Finally a flick that hits the chords with me and my guys including bro bot. With a metal laden hindi rock soundtrack and inspiring promos Farhan has hit the bulls eye yet again. It all started with our movie Dil chahta hai.It changed our lives and then there was lakshya potraying the confused youth with an awesome soundtrack. And after the grim disappointement of Srk's don He's back with him in the lead in a flick that is sure to set us screaming in the wild. already head banging to its songs and lyrics this movie is our dream movie. It shows how living the dream is such an amazing feeling and when it bursts how we realise that we are just ordinary people who are destined to become spokes in the wheel called society. But whether life gives me and my gang a second chance we have to wait and see. There a lot of dreamings ranging to football to music to starting a jiont business ,to parties and travelling but one things sure- zindagi milegi na dobara. so we have to rock this birth..till then kudos farhan for making such a movie in typecast bollywood
MP3
A cheesy caption for this post.But what can I do?At this point I can think of no one but her and as per AJ goofy style I sent her a stupid forwarded message to which she would be thinking something like what wrong with this dude.Well there aint anything wrong but you know all of a sudden the only thought I have is her.Ie mera pehla pehla pyaar(mp3).Cant disclose her name although no one really reads my blog but still people love to embarass me in front of others so cant tell.Anyways ive had infatuations galore and I wouldnt call her my true and only love but ya she was or is my first love and nothing can change that fact.During school I was such a fuckin wuss,a geekozoid,a nerdynymph or a pussy all the obscene adjectives I can think of.But in short I wasnt even a man,I was just an immature girl.Today I am so disgusted with the old myself I can really shoot him if I meet him.Cos that is the only reason why things didnt work out between us and she started dating ape man.Dont get me wrong in between there are some memories,beautiful and precious I still cling on to but sadly we've moved along in different directions and now crossed the point of no return. She is kinda selfish(Im trying to please myself) but those days were like the episodes of wonder years without a wonderful ending and that happened only because of me. She is by far the prettiest girl Ive known my life and even today i mumble in front of her. Do I still love her?Of course not. I try to please myself by saying that you know if things would have worked out you would have been stuck. But at this point of time it really doesnt matter, because I wish at this time had I been a little more of me as of today the eternal dream of the first love would have been a reality and not a dream. And she gave me so many chances to redeem my lost or missing manhood and as usual i screwed up big time. Atleast Im over the depression that marred me throught my std 12th. A little tact was all I needed man. And today as much as I try to convince her wouldnt work,obviously its been so long and tiring and if I were her I would have as told before shot myself.
I really dont know why i wrote this.
I really dont know why i wrote this.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Fuck the board and the Indian education system at large.
When I got my Ty results i was happy that I got a firts class as that would take me to the UK for further education.But on scrutinising my results carefully Im sure today that my results have been mixed up with the girl whose number is next. No offence to her intelligence but she has never scored over 55% in the two years and Ive seen her writing her papers. Its just atrocious that people who have never crossed 65 in the previous years have all done well. People who have copied in the prelims with their books open. I mean forget Mumbai University's syllabus or the teaching methods the big over rated examination is so baseless. Ive lost the time of my youth because of it,gained pounds I cant seem to shake off,it has fucked me mentally and physically. And I know Im not the only one. I can assure you that people getting high marks are not even fit to be street smart and do well in further life.On a spiritual note, I feel education robs you off good and fills values like cheating,jealously etc.The things you learn are not put to use and what do you give back to society? As a biotechnologist the anicent Mumbai University should take steps in encouraging the students to take up projects. Mumbai is polluted find ways ton reduce the BOD/COD. Find new organisms , alternate sources of fuel there are so many problems engage in finding the solution not put students to task by taking yearly exams and judging them. The whole process of judging is so wrong. The female who has never opened her mouth in the class lands up with 80pc in 3rd place. Ask her what she would do if she had to conceive a design for a fermentor for example all she can think of is her childhood waterbottle.
I mean I know Im writing this is angst (thats why Im swearing) but just look at the system. Classes sending children into depression(across all age groups), entrance exams for all things and fucking quotas to dalits who are richer than general people! Is this the way our education is heading? Are parents supportive for alternate careers in music,fashion sport?Oh no.
Why is this layman attitude?I had to stop playing football so that I dont injure myself, Ive lost out on it now as Im fat and Ive lost the pace for the game.There are so many of us who dont have the time to just sit back and do something we want. After 10th grade vacations,the 11th vacations are spent in classes and after that there aint any vacation for you till you die. You grow up befor you know it,land up with responsibilites,jobs,wife,kids,grand kids and death the only stairway to salvation.
And the reason behind all this is only and only our eduaction system. Where the most intelligent,practical and creative minds are relegated over a pack of apes who can memorise without reasoning and pen down the sample answer within a time limit cursing youre fingers to the max brim. Its just a test of memory power and writing speed. Does that decide where you'll be placed in life? Sadly in this robot society yes,but in my book no. People who do social work only for the up lifment of other people in need,the selfless ones are the real people who deserve to shine in the top niche of human society. Sadly its not the case.
I dont care how much marks Ive scored now as the re checking procedure is as painful if you have a total organ failure. The matter is out dated, the staff lethargic and honestly the people who follow "University pattern of scoring marks" shall remain puerile throught their lives. Just a burden on this planet. I know atleast the marks I deserved got distributed amongst my classmates and they can do what ever they want. I want to experience the education system abroad but honestly the 15 years of education in India has made me a strong person with a desire to change the system. I might have gained knowledge form the books but the real thirst for knowledge cant be quenched by books.
The teaching system in schools too have to change. As far as the University of Mumbai is concerned,they are scum and Im sorry for all the students who have lost out on life due to its goofy operating system and the education system at large. Its a really sad state
I mean I know Im writing this is angst (thats why Im swearing) but just look at the system. Classes sending children into depression(across all age groups), entrance exams for all things and fucking quotas to dalits who are richer than general people! Is this the way our education is heading? Are parents supportive for alternate careers in music,fashion sport?Oh no.
Why is this layman attitude?I had to stop playing football so that I dont injure myself, Ive lost out on it now as Im fat and Ive lost the pace for the game.There are so many of us who dont have the time to just sit back and do something we want. After 10th grade vacations,the 11th vacations are spent in classes and after that there aint any vacation for you till you die. You grow up befor you know it,land up with responsibilites,jobs,wife,kids,grand kids and death the only stairway to salvation.
And the reason behind all this is only and only our eduaction system. Where the most intelligent,practical and creative minds are relegated over a pack of apes who can memorise without reasoning and pen down the sample answer within a time limit cursing youre fingers to the max brim. Its just a test of memory power and writing speed. Does that decide where you'll be placed in life? Sadly in this robot society yes,but in my book no. People who do social work only for the up lifment of other people in need,the selfless ones are the real people who deserve to shine in the top niche of human society. Sadly its not the case.
I dont care how much marks Ive scored now as the re checking procedure is as painful if you have a total organ failure. The matter is out dated, the staff lethargic and honestly the people who follow "University pattern of scoring marks" shall remain puerile throught their lives. Just a burden on this planet. I know atleast the marks I deserved got distributed amongst my classmates and they can do what ever they want. I want to experience the education system abroad but honestly the 15 years of education in India has made me a strong person with a desire to change the system. I might have gained knowledge form the books but the real thirst for knowledge cant be quenched by books.
The teaching system in schools too have to change. As far as the University of Mumbai is concerned,they are scum and Im sorry for all the students who have lost out on life due to its goofy operating system and the education system at large. Its a really sad state
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Come sta?
The month of june boils down to this,the second most coveted trophy in european football(the first obviously the champions league)
I was watching the previews across all local media print and tv and once again my beloved azzurri are no where to be seen.Espn shows christina,henry and rvn.Three players who have achieved shit with their national teams.I mean what about the undoubted player of the world cup il capitano cannavaro?Hes injured now but what about pirlo,toni,gigi buffon?
We are the champions of the world.The most successful european team,boasting of a team and not individual players.The azzurri are a close knit and when they don the blue color they forget where they come from and fight valiantly for their nation.Who sees that in modern football?read england,a bunch of wankers enjoying their vacations.Or a team like france who play the most defensive football and claim their right as europes finest!
Its all partiality towards us,the player of the 06 wc was zidane.What dide he do in that wc i wanna ask.He was a fantastic player no doubt but canna deserved it for his bull like display and yet sepp bladder was consoling his boyfriend zizou instead of handing the trophy to the winners.
This is the notion of the public,that italians indulge in defensive football and have no style or substance.Oh yeah,what about france then?We had the maximum number of different scorers in the 06 wc.
Those days of the wc,germany 06 was,is and will be the best days of my life as our(me and omis) dream of seeing the national team win and win big was seen right in front of our eyes.It was after a disastrous wc 02 and euro 04 had we seen the golden genertaion of italian calcio win a deserving medal.
This euro 08,our hearts and souls are filled with passion so high like never before and also with the new home jersey.
Also if Donadoni begins to use his head and dumps us out we're gonna assasinate him,no two ways about it.
Francesco and Sandro have retired and left us behind with matrix as our first choice(nooo)
I remember when Sandro limped and came off against the czech in the 06 wc and we saw him warming up my heart almost died as he still is as clumsy as he was when he was in genoa.But he came and scored and the rest is history.
And the best part is the bad boy of italian calcio found his match in zidane.Poor guy was made the scape goat of an incident purely blown out of proportion.
Players keep on swearing and provoking all the time in any sport.Watch rooney,he swears to the ref every time he loses the ball,fuckin unproffessional wanker.
Anways back to austria switzerland,we are all geared up for what would be the last tournament at my place.And for that it has to be the azzurri going out and winning the trophy.For us and the millions like us,it has to be destiny.
FORZA AZZURRI
CAMPIONI DEL MONDO
Happy Holidays
Yayyy Im back all young fresh and bouncy carrying a little amount of strain but Im much more chillaxed now.The joy and pleasure I get by writing my heart out on this web page is immense.Its a wonderful stress buster and honestly rejuvenates my heart and soul.I love talking and advising people(;) but the joy I get by writing and that too in this envioronment-The first showers,the earth cooling down after an exasperating period of heat(good lord) and the actinomycetes releasing their chemicals-which normal people relate to by thye smell of mitti(earth).No wonder I waited so long for this,the rain gods are just about to start playing and the melodious music of the clouds has just started.Its like the anthem before a football game(forgive me for that)
This day has been quite special.Im flaunting my new cannavaro italia jersey,my cars battery went put,i met my soulmate friends and Ive realised I have grown up.Man thats quite a huge thing.
And i was away for 15 mins now chatting away with pavon whose back from darjeeling.
anyways whats the deal with these celebs who have started blogging huh?I mean these pattis(dogs),they are famous and they stoop down to a level like blogging to market themselves.Some of them,actually all of them are not even worth it man read Koena Mitra.Bloody Plastic slut,i dont know if she can talk english forget penning a few lines.I bet Suparn Varma would be knowing that ;-)
Dont even get me started on Ab and ash.And these news people have to chaap this rubbishg and unfortunately my stupid eyes light up as i see the words blog.
Hey you know Nupur started blogging because of me.I really feel touched because man is she good.I mean I dont read her blog because I get a complex and my blog is shitty compared to hers(Im trying to improve but...)
Thats my job in this world.To make special people feel that they are special.Im not great friends with nupur but Im glad that she took up blogging somewhat after seeing my blog.
My close knit of friends are really a class apart and hence they need constant reminding whenever they are low or losing a fight.It feels good to motivate them and cheer them up and in turn I get their advice on the one area that troubles me the most- My love life.
Its so fuckin screwed up man,I shouldnt be writing this in my blog as I shall keep writing for the rest of my life.
Feels good to be back on the keyboard
This day has been quite special.Im flaunting my new cannavaro italia jersey,my cars battery went put,i met my soulmate friends and Ive realised I have grown up.Man thats quite a huge thing.
And i was away for 15 mins now chatting away with pavon whose back from darjeeling.
anyways whats the deal with these celebs who have started blogging huh?I mean these pattis(dogs),they are famous and they stoop down to a level like blogging to market themselves.Some of them,actually all of them are not even worth it man read Koena Mitra.Bloody Plastic slut,i dont know if she can talk english forget penning a few lines.I bet Suparn Varma would be knowing that ;-)
Dont even get me started on Ab and ash.And these news people have to chaap this rubbishg and unfortunately my stupid eyes light up as i see the words blog.
Hey you know Nupur started blogging because of me.I really feel touched because man is she good.I mean I dont read her blog because I get a complex and my blog is shitty compared to hers(Im trying to improve but...)
Thats my job in this world.To make special people feel that they are special.Im not great friends with nupur but Im glad that she took up blogging somewhat after seeing my blog.
My close knit of friends are really a class apart and hence they need constant reminding whenever they are low or losing a fight.It feels good to motivate them and cheer them up and in turn I get their advice on the one area that troubles me the most- My love life.
Its so fuckin screwed up man,I shouldnt be writing this in my blog as I shall keep writing for the rest of my life.
Feels good to be back on the keyboard
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Delilah
Theres a doe eyed girl who sits on her window watches and waits the storm to abate,
It mocks her and gets stronger,dealing a severe blow and twists her fate.
The cold wind blows her lustrous but short salt-peppered hair, a hope that lady luck will smile,
But even a glimmer of hope is not seen in the horizon as her endless wait seems to have gone futile.
The girl is a dreamer, her heart so pure and filled with love,not getting her due,
Her soul so divine that when you know her you know people like her are very few.
Her face is the portal for all her expressions,failing to hide whatever she thinks in her head,
When she smiles,the world seems happier as her face becomes dark tomato red.
That is the cutest sight,but when she wallows in self pity and feels like shedding a tear,
She cannot stop a monsoon coming and everyone around her abandons her cos of fear.
But they don’t get it,as shes very self-sufficient her love towards the world is selfless,
Not caring about herself she helps out everyone to safety,recovering them form their falls which made them hapless.
But I don’t know when it comes to her people feel a strange kind of pity,
This girls solid as a rock,if you don’t know her by now shes not weak but mighty.
Life throws everything towards her and she battles like a soldier in a war,
Trying to falter her beauty it tries to destroy everything and leave a scar.
But yet she goes on like a superhero waiting for more hurdles to come by,
The storms over,she wins as she yearns for the clear blue sky so that she can fly.
She loves little children so do they,around them shes lost in a parallel universe of her own,
Its just beautiful to watch as she takes care of them,with them around shes never alone.
Well shes also a magician as she weaves magic with her words and her poems are so like mine,
Ive never met anyone who writes like I do, her use of words so perfect and fine.
Shes been through the same path as I have,so I think shes my karmic twin in a way,
When I talk to her on the phone Im left speechless,those moments make my day.
I know shes gonna be successful and prosperous I pray for her everyday.
She deserves all the happiness in the world and shes gonna get them come what may.
It mocks her and gets stronger,dealing a severe blow and twists her fate.
The cold wind blows her lustrous but short salt-peppered hair, a hope that lady luck will smile,
But even a glimmer of hope is not seen in the horizon as her endless wait seems to have gone futile.
The girl is a dreamer, her heart so pure and filled with love,not getting her due,
Her soul so divine that when you know her you know people like her are very few.
Her face is the portal for all her expressions,failing to hide whatever she thinks in her head,
When she smiles,the world seems happier as her face becomes dark tomato red.
That is the cutest sight,but when she wallows in self pity and feels like shedding a tear,
She cannot stop a monsoon coming and everyone around her abandons her cos of fear.
But they don’t get it,as shes very self-sufficient her love towards the world is selfless,
Not caring about herself she helps out everyone to safety,recovering them form their falls which made them hapless.
But I don’t know when it comes to her people feel a strange kind of pity,
This girls solid as a rock,if you don’t know her by now shes not weak but mighty.
Life throws everything towards her and she battles like a soldier in a war,
Trying to falter her beauty it tries to destroy everything and leave a scar.
But yet she goes on like a superhero waiting for more hurdles to come by,
The storms over,she wins as she yearns for the clear blue sky so that she can fly.
She loves little children so do they,around them shes lost in a parallel universe of her own,
Its just beautiful to watch as she takes care of them,with them around shes never alone.
Well shes also a magician as she weaves magic with her words and her poems are so like mine,
Ive never met anyone who writes like I do, her use of words so perfect and fine.
Shes been through the same path as I have,so I think shes my karmic twin in a way,
When I talk to her on the phone Im left speechless,those moments make my day.
I know shes gonna be successful and prosperous I pray for her everyday.
She deserves all the happiness in the world and shes gonna get them come what may.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
The Calamity Called the IPL
Every calamity amasses a massive amount of destruction after it abates. This man made disaster is none different, the cricketing mega event has had severe repercussions on other sports in India but the most affected is none other than the most beautiful game football.
The game in our country had never really come up in modern times, but the revamped I-league had injected a fresh belief that there would be resurgence.
Now that the season has unwinded,cricket has taken centre stage once again as it always has with the people regardless of other achievements by Indians in auxiliary sports, yes that is what cricket has done to other sports.
The survey taken in the football mad city of Kolkata is astonishing. Looks like it was a ploy to form probably the most hep team in the IPL the Kolkata Knight Riders under the stewardship of Shah Rukh Khan. He has demi god like status and it is no surprise that the people of Kolkata surrendered under his magical charm. The team has the backing of the entire city and here comes the dangerous fact.
The attendance of the AFC Cup game of East Bengal was squat compared to the crowds that pushed in for the cricket game at Eden Gardens.Whats happening here? A club with a history of 80 plus years and such a strong base has fallen prey to something that has been established only yesterday?
It just shows the monster of cricket in its latest avatar is eating up football even where football is the top most sport.
It looks like a planned gimmick, because if not for SRK would the team become as popular as it is today?
People from other cities are supporting Kolkata just because of SRK that shows the credibility of the man.
Football is on the verge of becoming a perennial shadow of cricket in our country. It always has been, but the IPL has widened the gulf to an alarming extent.
The blame has to be put partly to the people and organizers.
Most I-League matches are held on weekdays at times around 3.30 pm,the first kick off is an unattractive time for the people who are stuck at work.
The schedule of the season should be changed some what, if the I-league is moved in the months of the monsoon then it would attract a greater following since people somehow associate rains with football, hence the massive following of the world cup and European championships. But moving the time span would affect the AFC scheduling since most leagues around Asia begin during last months of the year.
The people, the major cause of the failure of football to deliver. Yes we have inadequate facilities, ancient stadia; more of quality coming from foreign players, low money etc but it’s the people who are to be blamed for a major chunk of the failure. It’s in our tradition to follow cricket, our parents push us in the direction of total cricket barring few of us that is.
So when you’re brought up only under the influence of cricket you don’t give a damn to other sports.
Now back to the Kolkata survey, parents are pushing their kids into playing cricket professionally since there is a huge lump sum of money for the asking. Kids who play other sports are forced to change their direction which blows off the chances of obtaining young players.
And this has been happening since a long time, but the amount of money that is spinning around the IPL, it has hallucinated the people and the belief in cricket has just become stronger.
Sad to see the community of Mumbai FC in a social networking site has only 900 odd members but Mumbai Indians has over 20,000.
It’s a shame that the people in most parts of India don’t get to see the I-League since the pay channel isn’t available in some regions, but those who get it don’t even bother.
We also don’t get to see the AFC cup, whilst soporific cricket matches are relayed from time to time.
Is the IPL the final nail in the coffin for football and even other sports? Can football ever recover back and reach the pinnacle of glory or will it slowly rust and perish?
Goal.com wants to know what you think.
Money Talks
This summer beholds a spectrum of uncertainty for both me and my beloved club Roma.Yes,I love comparing the two entities since my genomic sequence has roma etched on it.Roma are on the verge of a take over sicne they are cash strapped right now.Whilst I dunno what i have to do after 3 years of biotech.Since I dont wanna do a ms,the only option is selling my soul and settling in for a mba.I say selling my soul since a mba would only reap benefits for me and not for the community I live in-My mission on this planet.I would deem myself a failure if I didnt do any good for this planet-nature,her beauty and all those life forms that inhabit the mother.
Why is thehuman established society playing such a cruel game on me.All i want is a path where I can fulfill my dreams,I dont believe in education or God(so called rama,vishnu,jesus,allah et al).
Sometimes I fear,the worst,I regret not helping out someone who Id seen in distress.Sometimes I cant muster the courage needed and I blame it on my turbulent personal issues.
I just want a glimmer of light that can guide me,no person but just a sign and a hope I can decipher it.
Otherwise Im falling prey to the vicious circle of money and so is my club AS Roma.
Why is thehuman established society playing such a cruel game on me.All i want is a path where I can fulfill my dreams,I dont believe in education or God(so called rama,vishnu,jesus,allah et al).
Sometimes I fear,the worst,I regret not helping out someone who Id seen in distress.Sometimes I cant muster the courage needed and I blame it on my turbulent personal issues.
I just want a glimmer of light that can guide me,no person but just a sign and a hope I can decipher it.
Otherwise Im falling prey to the vicious circle of money and so is my club AS Roma.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
My past life
Yes Ive found out the secret of my past birth.No Im in perfectly proper mental condition,I always was.Ive been doing a lot of star alignments and birth charts and Ive found a suitable conclusion.People percieve me as a psycopath but trust me a crystal ball-less seer.I just observe,analyse and find out.The answer is lying just in front of youre eyes or just around,you just look at it more carefully.Youre life is a mission with all the clues around you.Signs are sent you from time to time,you jusy have to notice it and follow youre path.
Here is the analysis of my past life-
was in Rome,and i died early and i left some wishes unfulfilled.(Mostly an opposition fan stabbed me)So whenevr i used to play FIFA 00 some years back,i used to win with every team i used to pick except Roma.Which made me pick roma again and again,and today i support Roma with my heart and soul.Also,the Trevi fountain which i saw in Bon Jovis song,made me feel like Ive seen this place before,and i was astounded by the beauty of rome. Im a bigtime traveller,and other cities seemed banal compared to rome.Also,the myth of the trevi is,that when you throw a coin,you are destined to come back to rome.And knowing me I would have wasted 1000 pesos on it.So now Im going back to home sweet Rome.
I owe Mumbai,a lot of things and Im indebted to this fantastic city,
but my past was Rome and shall always be the future.
Its like Lord Krishna.Yashoda raised him up,but Devaki was always his Mother.
Read my next blog.Its a connection with a gilr(can't name her,shes asking too much money and i declined to pay so much for the rights)
She was an Italian was born and raised in France.So for her the french bringing up instilled a French way in all her aspects of life.
That is the story of why we met. . .
Here is the analysis of my past life-
was in Rome,and i died early and i left some wishes unfulfilled.(Mostly an opposition fan stabbed me)So whenevr i used to play FIFA 00 some years back,i used to win with every team i used to pick except Roma.Which made me pick roma again and again,and today i support Roma with my heart and soul.Also,the Trevi fountain which i saw in Bon Jovis song,made me feel like Ive seen this place before,and i was astounded by the beauty of rome. Im a bigtime traveller,and other cities seemed banal compared to rome.Also,the myth of the trevi is,that when you throw a coin,you are destined to come back to rome.And knowing me I would have wasted 1000 pesos on it.So now Im going back to home sweet Rome.
I owe Mumbai,a lot of things and Im indebted to this fantastic city,
but my past was Rome and shall always be the future.
Its like Lord Krishna.Yashoda raised him up,but Devaki was always his Mother.
Read my next blog.Its a connection with a gilr(can't name her,shes asking too much money and i declined to pay so much for the rights)
She was an Italian was born and raised in France.So for her the french bringing up instilled a French way in all her aspects of life.
That is the story of why we met. . .
Why We Met. . .
For the past couple of months Ive been hooked on to the astrology mumbo-jumbo of a different kind.Finding about my past life and previous birth.Ive looked at books,excerpts et al as I believe that we carry on with our unfulfilled wishes carrying on from our previous lives,and that our destiny is partly scripted by ourselves.If you've done plenty of good karma,youre bound to reap certain benefits right?I think the benefits are some people you meet,and you feel a strange kind of connection,I think I know him from somehow,theres a strange kinda energy which is shared.As in my case Ive met a ton of people who I dont remotely relate to,but some of them just give you a strange feeling.A connection that is beyond science,i think Ive met you before but I know I havent.Does that mean I know that person from a previous birth,I definitely think so.There are some people who i feel a burning rage without any reason.My nemesis from a previous birth?Hmm could be.
Let me share an experience with one such person.Cant say the name but its fairly decent enough say that Ive known her recently since I havent met anyone after her from my previous birth.The moment I saw her,I had that same feeling,man I think this face is familiar.Its different from you know a crush,lust or attraction.That feeling cannnot be put into words even now.When we started talking is when I realised the intensity of my madness.I checked with my local psychat and she said I was doing ok and i wasnt hallucinating or going bonkers.Anyways my crazy analysis was that this girl deserved all the happiness and joy in the world.May be in my previous birth I didnt comply to her demands or just left abruptly causing her tremendous pain and may be this birth I get to make amends.I did things Ive never did before in my life.Like making emotional presents and giving the most materialistic thing she wanted in my own creative way.I also penned her some lines which I think is by far my best work,Cos even when I read it today,I break down in tears.
Today,she thinks Im nuts(which I am) and even if she doesnt accept it on face,she would rather not talk to me.I did go a little overboard but what I did was for her happiness.And she knows that whenever she wants anything Im there.The past pay back karma has taken a back seat,because I fear that she might remain aloof with me forever if I dont stop my emotional crap nonsense.So after taking a lot of intoxicants and then rehab Im a little mellowed down now.
I always tell her,destiny made us meet cos it wanted you to learn from me.She knows it we have some kinda connection,but never understood what it was.
Ive solved it.We are poles apart and if we had met at anyother point of life she would have slapped me,I would never talk to anyone like her because we are poles apart.
We met because you deserved all the happiness from my side as I know the selfish narcissistic AJ from the previous birth would have abated you when you needed help the most.
That is why we met.
Lead a happy life girl
Let me share an experience with one such person.Cant say the name but its fairly decent enough say that Ive known her recently since I havent met anyone after her from my previous birth.The moment I saw her,I had that same feeling,man I think this face is familiar.Its different from you know a crush,lust or attraction.That feeling cannnot be put into words even now.When we started talking is when I realised the intensity of my madness.I checked with my local psychat and she said I was doing ok and i wasnt hallucinating or going bonkers.Anyways my crazy analysis was that this girl deserved all the happiness and joy in the world.May be in my previous birth I didnt comply to her demands or just left abruptly causing her tremendous pain and may be this birth I get to make amends.I did things Ive never did before in my life.Like making emotional presents and giving the most materialistic thing she wanted in my own creative way.I also penned her some lines which I think is by far my best work,Cos even when I read it today,I break down in tears.
Today,she thinks Im nuts(which I am) and even if she doesnt accept it on face,she would rather not talk to me.I did go a little overboard but what I did was for her happiness.And she knows that whenever she wants anything Im there.The past pay back karma has taken a back seat,because I fear that she might remain aloof with me forever if I dont stop my emotional crap nonsense.So after taking a lot of intoxicants and then rehab Im a little mellowed down now.
I always tell her,destiny made us meet cos it wanted you to learn from me.She knows it we have some kinda connection,but never understood what it was.
Ive solved it.We are poles apart and if we had met at anyother point of life she would have slapped me,I would never talk to anyone like her because we are poles apart.
We met because you deserved all the happiness from my side as I know the selfish narcissistic AJ from the previous birth would have abated you when you needed help the most.
That is why we met.
Lead a happy life girl
Saturday, March 29, 2008
AJ's Alcholic Beverage Review: Vinicola,Goan Port Wine
Ah,the first alcholic gift i recieved was this bottle of goa's finest(since i havent had the rest).I was supposed to hitch hike this bottle during my industrial visit there but things didnt pan out very well.Eventually,Omi did get this bottle which i was longing for and now since it has reached my evil clutches a greed swifts into my conscience.The taste was like sweet posion when I first had it at Swati's place.The smooth luscious grape potion made me feel like I would attain immortality.
So this would be the perfect beverage to start my long path of the best of the booze available out here in India.
The packaging in the bottle is a complete negative score on 10 since cheap plastic is involved and it is a turn off at eyesight.
The must(grape juice)..(since Im a biotechnologist I like to show off what i learnt),is considerably saccharine as all the sugars arent broken down in to monosaccharides and then ethanol.Lay man terms its sweet,like juice.
But thats where the alcohol kicks in.It would be sweet per say,but those nasty organisms(Saccharomyces cerevisiae) who ferment the grapes leave behind as staggering 14 v/v alcohol,which is massive because the fermentation is hardly for a week or so.
So by the end of 3 glasses(depends on the persons capacity to withstand heavy amounts of alcohol) anyone can have some tipsy moments leaving him or her in a spin.
This wine is a hit among my female friends since they detest the taste of high quality wine as they find it bitter.(????).They can gulp buckets of rum,but they label wine as inferior.Alas!.theyre missing out on the high end of life,a real shame!
Any ways,as for the wine enthusiasts,this port wine manufactured by vinicola is a twist is the usual life of whiskey,beer,rum,vodka et al.
The best part is the pricing.Its available for 95,but with a little cajoling,Omi got it to 70 INR.
Yes Im not high.In senses complete,this joke isnt(lol)
Overall AJ would rate this as 7.5/10
A must try(better than cokes and pepsis for me).
Stay High
So this would be the perfect beverage to start my long path of the best of the booze available out here in India.
The packaging in the bottle is a complete negative score on 10 since cheap plastic is involved and it is a turn off at eyesight.
The must(grape juice)..(since Im a biotechnologist I like to show off what i learnt),is considerably saccharine as all the sugars arent broken down in to monosaccharides and then ethanol.Lay man terms its sweet,like juice.
But thats where the alcohol kicks in.It would be sweet per say,but those nasty organisms(Saccharomyces cerevisiae) who ferment the grapes leave behind as staggering 14 v/v alcohol,which is massive because the fermentation is hardly for a week or so.
So by the end of 3 glasses(depends on the persons capacity to withstand heavy amounts of alcohol) anyone can have some tipsy moments leaving him or her in a spin.
This wine is a hit among my female friends since they detest the taste of high quality wine as they find it bitter.(????).They can gulp buckets of rum,but they label wine as inferior.Alas!.theyre missing out on the high end of life,a real shame!
Any ways,as for the wine enthusiasts,this port wine manufactured by vinicola is a twist is the usual life of whiskey,beer,rum,vodka et al.
The best part is the pricing.Its available for 95,but with a little cajoling,Omi got it to 70 INR.
Yes Im not high.In senses complete,this joke isnt(lol)
Overall AJ would rate this as 7.5/10
A must try(better than cokes and pepsis for me).
Stay High
Friday, March 21, 2008
So long Suckers
Please dont get offended with the caption.The truth is that I have a major exam coming up and I need to prepare for it.Ill continue writing,but after my exams so expect a long hiatus.Hopefully it shouldnt be too long since Im liking it here,especially the headlines as it shows my creativity(how ever pathetic it is).Writing has become an addiction and trust me I have other addictive problems to fight.Hey whose thinking of Alcohol and Smoking,huh?Hold your horses before you start thinking of anything else.
To motivate the cause you can contact me at 9819992900* and I shall attend youre calls and sms'es.
And if you think my works are a load of crap and I should stop writing completely,then you can vote for me and message AJ Stop to 56432.
Forza Roma,One Love,Ciao
*Not my phone no.
To motivate the cause you can contact me at 9819992900* and I shall attend youre calls and sms'es.
And if you think my works are a load of crap and I should stop writing completely,then you can vote for me and message AJ Stop to 56432.
Forza Roma,One Love,Ciao
*Not my phone no.
Roma Vs Man United.And a whole bunch of crap in between
A year has gone by.Time has passed and healed my wounds of the worst night in my life.The Roman empire came falling down in front of my very own eyes and all I could do was gasp for breath and rub my eyes hoping I would wake up from this nightmare.Didnt happen though,because it was reality and my mailbox,orkut account was flooded with cynical remarks from united fans who had made me and my beloved club their laughing stock.Well I haven’t been able to get over that night.I was in Singapore and had stayed up all night anticipating a good result as we had a 2-1 advantage.
Before kick off Id met a zillion Asian Man Utd fans and had wished them luck.And since I was wearing a roma jersey throughout the trip they knew where my loyalties where.Im not explaining in detail about the game but Id planned to go to a pub in the hotel that was exclusively for united fans.Thank my stars!But nevertheless,that result was a fluke and my sweetheart destiny has rolled the dice once again.on my birthday,2nd October we went back to old Trafford to get revenge.We spurned a host of chances and Utd won the game,but this time I was less sore since we fought and deserved to win the game.The return fixture was of no meaning and just when I thought Id enough of the Man Utd-Roma fixture it comes back to haunt me again man!
Okay the real meaning to write this was to share my experiences of meeting up with people who have narrowed their horizons only to the premiership and nothing else.But first for all those who think that the The Premiership or as they call it EPL is the best league in the world, please stop thinking as you are making a mockery of the evolved cranial capacity in humans. If the premiership was the best league in the world then England would have sailed across their qualification for the euros.And I tell you within ten years the three lions will be hovering the line with the other british teams,its their fate which has sadly been sealed by the exponential rise of foreigners in their league. But,sadly the emerging crop of players ie the big players are all going there but that doesn’t mean rest of Europe doesn’t have any talent.Firstly,the clubs in England have no local lads representing their clubs barring few like Mark Noble,Steven Taylor but do the ‘epl’ followers in India know who they are?No,beacsue they are stuck up with Ronaldo,Rooney,Lampard,Gerrard and the bunch I don’t need to give names.For me the best player in my time,a certain Mr.Luiz Ronaldo didn’t not play in England which tells a lot.He is the best player Ive seen Live,along with say Zidane(I don’t like him too much personally).I don’t want to be a braggart and lsit names but personally I love the leagues in Italy,Spain.English Championship football is exciting for me but not the premiership.The players who I like currently in the premiership are-Phil Jagielka,Kevin Nolan and Mark Noble.
Okay this the fun part,people who don’t read football read this if you’ve not understood anything above.And please start following the beautiful game.
My Experiences with Indian Football Fans(of the Epl to be precise)
My gujrati friends are all Man Utd fans.Firstly tell call them Man YUUU.This one gut who I met across the road the other day.
“Areey Hi Ajay bhai,su che?Toti jersey.Good,where did you get it from?”
I replied instantly “My dad had been to Rome”.
He smirked and said “What yaar,Roma lost 7-1 to Men U.(Yes he said Men u).Men U is the best club in the world.”
I interrupted “But Milan are the champions of the world”
“Huh,Men U won na something,some cup,it comes in the ad.Cristiano Ronaldo is the
Best striker,what he hits goals, he’s the dhoni of Men u”
I gave him a slip since I almost burst out laughing.
When euro 04 was going on,My physics prof was lamenting about how david beckham doesn’t score these days.When I told him,hes a right winger and creates goals for the strikers and his job is to make goals,not score them he had a clueless white face similar to this dude.Man these guys get cricket also in between.Times had compared the Indian cricket team to Real Madrid-Los Galacticos.What losers.
Anways,when id been to Kerala,me and my bro were watching a Chelsea game(since hes a fan and I had nothing better to do) at a hotel,in a common game room or something. They were two kids cousins I presume who had come befor us- one would be 13 yrs and other 16-18 yrs old. The older guy asked me
“So whose youre favorite player?”
My reply was instant “Daniele De Rossi”
‘No in the Epl”he was taken aback.
Coming to his rescue quickly was the younger kid who seemed smarter among the two and trust me that dude was lucky because he was just about to get a lashing.
Which club do you support he asked.
Roma my reply.
After that the words he said are still embedded in my head and I swear I could have killed him there.
“Yuck.I mean Im sorry”
He just called my Roma Yuck.What nerves does he have sob!
They are a good club he said as if I didn’t know.Totti,Mancini good players.
Immediately the other dude who lost the spotlight came back and barked “Mancinis goal
In the champions league was awesome.Which team was it,yes Lion,German champions.”
Disgustedly I said “Thank you”
The younger kid started “But Chelsea are the best club in the world.They can win anything.They have legends like Cech(???),Drogba(???).”
I had to make a exit unfortunately as I parted I advised him Money cant buy you everything,son.But may be he was too young to understand sarcasm,or was he?I don’t care.But the wise old dude was also telling about how Charles N’Zogbia used to play Right Back and he was predominatly right footed.Lucky none of them got hurt.
My good friend Laxman Singh Hada who I was to kill is as ignorant as anyone.He supports Liverpool and gets me Roma jerseys,infact he was actually going to print one in his name – Laxman 8.
Luckily that didn’t happen.The other day he was asking me about Euro 08.
“Clubs are not participating.Like World cup right?What about Brazil,Argentina?
I was going to lose it “Laxman only European teams.”
“Oh! Yes I know you want toti and plus ill go early to Bangkok(he gets the jerseys from there) since there will be a lot of people wanting Rooney 9,Beckham 7,Owen 10 England NT shirts”
I calmly replied again “Laxman,Tottis retired and England haven’t qualified.”
Shell shocked he replied”What,England not there.Sob Sob”
It was like Id announced that some national tragedy had struck.
I don’t argue with Arsenal fans. I don’t want to. Because they are the least English club among the so called big four. Chelsea were the first team to roll out an all non-english 11 in the field but Arsenal are carrying the flag forward.
Ive met few Spurs,Everton fans but not as funny as meeting some one who just shows off for the sake of it. They talk about their clubs as they were born in England. Ok, I wasn’t born in Rome either but the passion running in my blood is right up there.
Im a bit psychotic.I scared a laborer who was wearing a SS Lazio shirt.Poor guy for him it was piece of cloth protecting his skin,but for me it was madness.
I almost ran over a guy who was wearing a Nike Totti 10 shirt.Why?Because Totti is with
Diadora now.
The whole point of writing this was cos I was feeling frustrated at the state of my life,since the lega calico d’italia doesn’t get the same respect as the premiership.
But when is started writing I divulged into God knows where and in the end I got 4 pages of words. I was exasperated with myself at the end of the day as my eyes and fingers were bearing testament to the non stop typing. But for Roma,Ill give my everything.Ive become so sleepy that I have no track of what I’m writing.ill edit and post latewr on.No its ok im posting it as it is.Im talking to myself,Im stopping now.
On april 9th I await the fate of my Roma.One result can shut the mouths of millions of Man Utd fans.And the whole population in large who follow the Epl.
Till then,forza Roma!!!!
Before kick off Id met a zillion Asian Man Utd fans and had wished them luck.And since I was wearing a roma jersey throughout the trip they knew where my loyalties where.Im not explaining in detail about the game but Id planned to go to a pub in the hotel that was exclusively for united fans.Thank my stars!But nevertheless,that result was a fluke and my sweetheart destiny has rolled the dice once again.on my birthday,2nd October we went back to old Trafford to get revenge.We spurned a host of chances and Utd won the game,but this time I was less sore since we fought and deserved to win the game.The return fixture was of no meaning and just when I thought Id enough of the Man Utd-Roma fixture it comes back to haunt me again man!
Okay the real meaning to write this was to share my experiences of meeting up with people who have narrowed their horizons only to the premiership and nothing else.But first for all those who think that the The Premiership or as they call it EPL is the best league in the world, please stop thinking as you are making a mockery of the evolved cranial capacity in humans. If the premiership was the best league in the world then England would have sailed across their qualification for the euros.And I tell you within ten years the three lions will be hovering the line with the other british teams,its their fate which has sadly been sealed by the exponential rise of foreigners in their league. But,sadly the emerging crop of players ie the big players are all going there but that doesn’t mean rest of Europe doesn’t have any talent.Firstly,the clubs in England have no local lads representing their clubs barring few like Mark Noble,Steven Taylor but do the ‘epl’ followers in India know who they are?No,beacsue they are stuck up with Ronaldo,Rooney,Lampard,Gerrard and the bunch I don’t need to give names.For me the best player in my time,a certain Mr.Luiz Ronaldo didn’t not play in England which tells a lot.He is the best player Ive seen Live,along with say Zidane(I don’t like him too much personally).I don’t want to be a braggart and lsit names but personally I love the leagues in Italy,Spain.English Championship football is exciting for me but not the premiership.The players who I like currently in the premiership are-Phil Jagielka,Kevin Nolan and Mark Noble.
Okay this the fun part,people who don’t read football read this if you’ve not understood anything above.And please start following the beautiful game.
My Experiences with Indian Football Fans(of the Epl to be precise)
My gujrati friends are all Man Utd fans.Firstly tell call them Man YUUU.This one gut who I met across the road the other day.
“Areey Hi Ajay bhai,su che?Toti jersey.Good,where did you get it from?”
I replied instantly “My dad had been to Rome”.
He smirked and said “What yaar,Roma lost 7-1 to Men U.(Yes he said Men u).Men U is the best club in the world.”
I interrupted “But Milan are the champions of the world”
“Huh,Men U won na something,some cup,it comes in the ad.Cristiano Ronaldo is the
Best striker,what he hits goals, he’s the dhoni of Men u”
I gave him a slip since I almost burst out laughing.
When euro 04 was going on,My physics prof was lamenting about how david beckham doesn’t score these days.When I told him,hes a right winger and creates goals for the strikers and his job is to make goals,not score them he had a clueless white face similar to this dude.Man these guys get cricket also in between.Times had compared the Indian cricket team to Real Madrid-Los Galacticos.What losers.
Anways,when id been to Kerala,me and my bro were watching a Chelsea game(since hes a fan and I had nothing better to do) at a hotel,in a common game room or something. They were two kids cousins I presume who had come befor us- one would be 13 yrs and other 16-18 yrs old. The older guy asked me
“So whose youre favorite player?”
My reply was instant “Daniele De Rossi”
‘No in the Epl”he was taken aback.
Coming to his rescue quickly was the younger kid who seemed smarter among the two and trust me that dude was lucky because he was just about to get a lashing.
Which club do you support he asked.
Roma my reply.
After that the words he said are still embedded in my head and I swear I could have killed him there.
“Yuck.I mean Im sorry”
He just called my Roma Yuck.What nerves does he have sob!
They are a good club he said as if I didn’t know.Totti,Mancini good players.
Immediately the other dude who lost the spotlight came back and barked “Mancinis goal
In the champions league was awesome.Which team was it,yes Lion,German champions.”
Disgustedly I said “Thank you”
The younger kid started “But Chelsea are the best club in the world.They can win anything.They have legends like Cech(???),Drogba(???).”
I had to make a exit unfortunately as I parted I advised him Money cant buy you everything,son.But may be he was too young to understand sarcasm,or was he?I don’t care.But the wise old dude was also telling about how Charles N’Zogbia used to play Right Back and he was predominatly right footed.Lucky none of them got hurt.
My good friend Laxman Singh Hada who I was to kill is as ignorant as anyone.He supports Liverpool and gets me Roma jerseys,infact he was actually going to print one in his name – Laxman 8.
Luckily that didn’t happen.The other day he was asking me about Euro 08.
“Clubs are not participating.Like World cup right?What about Brazil,Argentina?
I was going to lose it “Laxman only European teams.”
“Oh! Yes I know you want toti and plus ill go early to Bangkok(he gets the jerseys from there) since there will be a lot of people wanting Rooney 9,Beckham 7,Owen 10 England NT shirts”
I calmly replied again “Laxman,Tottis retired and England haven’t qualified.”
Shell shocked he replied”What,England not there.Sob Sob”
It was like Id announced that some national tragedy had struck.
I don’t argue with Arsenal fans. I don’t want to. Because they are the least English club among the so called big four. Chelsea were the first team to roll out an all non-english 11 in the field but Arsenal are carrying the flag forward.
Ive met few Spurs,Everton fans but not as funny as meeting some one who just shows off for the sake of it. They talk about their clubs as they were born in England. Ok, I wasn’t born in Rome either but the passion running in my blood is right up there.
Im a bit psychotic.I scared a laborer who was wearing a SS Lazio shirt.Poor guy for him it was piece of cloth protecting his skin,but for me it was madness.
I almost ran over a guy who was wearing a Nike Totti 10 shirt.Why?Because Totti is with
Diadora now.
The whole point of writing this was cos I was feeling frustrated at the state of my life,since the lega calico d’italia doesn’t get the same respect as the premiership.
But when is started writing I divulged into God knows where and in the end I got 4 pages of words. I was exasperated with myself at the end of the day as my eyes and fingers were bearing testament to the non stop typing. But for Roma,Ill give my everything.Ive become so sleepy that I have no track of what I’m writing.ill edit and post latewr on.No its ok im posting it as it is.Im talking to myself,Im stopping now.
On april 9th I await the fate of my Roma.One result can shut the mouths of millions of Man Utd fans.And the whole population in large who follow the Epl.
Till then,forza Roma!!!!
Sleeping Giants:The Story of the mighty who have fallen down
What is a sleeping giant? In simple terms a club that has achieved glory in the past and are presently languishing in the league underachieving due to various reasons from financial irregularities or scandals or any other reason.Or a sleeping giant can alternatively be a club with all facilities,a decent crop of players but yet not able to compete with the dominant teams in the league.But really,the tale of the downfall of the mighty clubs from the past is what catches the eye. Its always sad to see a top club from the past not able to compete in the highest levels.Fans reminiscent of the old glory days as they shed tears now in the present thinking that the history books were filled with their clubs name.The theory is simple,rival clubs improvise and grow bigger as the blasts from the past slowly but steadily fall down and are unable to emulate the heroics from their golden eras. A very surprising thing is that the clubs termed as sleeping giants have a huge stadium(barring a few) but more importantly a huge fan base.What went wrong with these clubs?Which clubs are sleeping giants will be the top rated question.Lets highlight the clubs in Europe where the best football is played that is in England,Italy and Spain.The English clubs have a huge tradition and the premiership is the most watched league in the world.And because of the popularity ,massive number of fans and excellent stadia we find the highest number of underachieving clubs in this part of Europe.Almost immediately the club which comes in everyones head has to be Newcastle United.The Magpies have been consistently disappointing the Toon faithful especially after the sacking of Sir Bobby Robson.Atleast he had brought the club in the top 6 consistently.The 90’s is when Newcastle came very close on winning the silverware but after that they have never even been near it.They have probably one of the best stadiums in the world-St. James’s Park and the turn out is amazing as the Geordies come out every time their team plays,although in their defence they do generally have injury problems to their star players. A lame excuse for a club with heavy investments and also a decent transfer activity as their capture of Micheal Owen shows there is no lack of funds.But the chopping of managers and injury crisis have seen the biggest club in the north east part of England stoop to an all time low as they finished 13th.But under Big Sam,they hope to better things around this season and build for the future.Another top clubs with a lot of money and underachieving has to be Spurs.The north London club were expected to break in to the top 4 this season,but they have disappointed so badly that they lie currently near the foot of the table.League founders and 1983 Champions League winners Aston Villa are also one of the sleeping giants.But the club with glorious past surely didn’t have the fundings in recent seasons but with Randy Lerner’s arrival villa look to reclaim their old glory days.The take over by millionaires in recent times will help some of the clubs,but old giants like Nottingham Forest,Leeds United,Preston North End are in dire straits and have no immediate chance of even playing in the top flight.Moving on to Italy, where we find the clubs here which were big in the past in a condition worse than any of its English or Spanish counterparts.Starting of with the seven time scudetto winners Bologna who are currently degrading in Serie B. They were Serie A regulars,and they have fallen miserably and the club cannot digest their current position.Napoli FC,Parma AC have all gone through financial irregularities with the latter atleast playing their brand of football in the country’s top flight.Napoli came up from Serie B last season are looking good this season,as they remind people the association of Diego Maradona and Napoli FC. Genoa,the oldest club in Italy had a freakish time around more recently as they were relegated due to match rigging scandals.Yet they had Real Zaragozas top marksman-Diego Milito and sold him to his current club for an amount of 3.2 million pounds.More astonishingly, they paid River Plate 8.5 million pounds for Argentinian Lucaino Figueroa,surely a record for a lower league club.Currently they are back in Serie A for redeeming themselves but expect a mid table finish for the Rossoblu.
Our final destination-Spain; where the first rank for the biggest under achiever in recent times goes to none other than Atletico Madrid. Not as popular as their next door neighbours,the 9 time la liga winners should have performed much better than what recent history shows.With one of the biggest Stadiums in Spain-Vicente Calderon this season they were expected to do much better.They lost their best home grown talent and talismanic skipper F.Torres but they strengthened their squad with Diego Forlan,Simao,J.Reyes over the summer along with full time international players like Maxi,Leo franco,Pernia etc.But somewhat like Tottenham hotspurs,Javier Aguirre’s side have failed to even win a match.They have to start playing well soon,otherwise even reaching the uefa cup would be difficult this time around.Atletic Bilbao another sleeping giant barely managed to escape relegation last time around.The 8 time la liga winners will surely hope on avoiding the drop this time around with an all Spanish squad and the return of Asier Del Horno.Clubs like Deportivo la coruna who used to do well along with other old time giants have definitely been hurt by the teams that have risen in recent times-Sevilla,Zaragoza,Villareal,Getafe.
That’s football for you-where you have to really fight hard to remain on top,but you never really can predict anything.The mighty have fallen,giving a chance to new superpowers; yet they are trying hard to come back to where they were.They are definitely giants in the game but their time of uprising and revival will only be seen in the future.Some of the clubs have had positive things going around for them off the pitch and are hoping for a bright future if not silverware whilst for some its looking like there is no way back.Football can be cruel sometimes,so either the clubs could come back to life or always remain a sleeping giant. Whatever happens, only time will tell.
Our final destination-Spain; where the first rank for the biggest under achiever in recent times goes to none other than Atletico Madrid. Not as popular as their next door neighbours,the 9 time la liga winners should have performed much better than what recent history shows.With one of the biggest Stadiums in Spain-Vicente Calderon this season they were expected to do much better.They lost their best home grown talent and talismanic skipper F.Torres but they strengthened their squad with Diego Forlan,Simao,J.Reyes over the summer along with full time international players like Maxi,Leo franco,Pernia etc.But somewhat like Tottenham hotspurs,Javier Aguirre’s side have failed to even win a match.They have to start playing well soon,otherwise even reaching the uefa cup would be difficult this time around.Atletic Bilbao another sleeping giant barely managed to escape relegation last time around.The 8 time la liga winners will surely hope on avoiding the drop this time around with an all Spanish squad and the return of Asier Del Horno.Clubs like Deportivo la coruna who used to do well along with other old time giants have definitely been hurt by the teams that have risen in recent times-Sevilla,Zaragoza,Villareal,Getafe.
That’s football for you-where you have to really fight hard to remain on top,but you never really can predict anything.The mighty have fallen,giving a chance to new superpowers; yet they are trying hard to come back to where they were.They are definitely giants in the game but their time of uprising and revival will only be seen in the future.Some of the clubs have had positive things going around for them off the pitch and are hoping for a bright future if not silverware whilst for some its looking like there is no way back.Football can be cruel sometimes,so either the clubs could come back to life or always remain a sleeping giant. Whatever happens, only time will tell.
Damn Malus!$%&*&!@
Ok this is not like the recent happenings where I support a community but after n number of incidents i loathe the Malayali Community.Come on,these fat,hairy bastards can care a little bit more especially for people of the same ethnic group.The article Breathing space didnt get published only because of one guy-Mr.Menon.In this scenario there were two Mr.Menons-Me and the other Mr.Menon at Raheja park.All he had to do was give a green signal,you can read the article there isnt anything remotely profane about the rahejas in the article,in fact Id heaped praises.But that silly mongrel barked in a accent rich with coconut oil-"sorie yi caaant give permission.u ave to go to main aufice in beeekayysee".Ya right,I was going to go half way across for a slam door on my face.It was such a simple task,just read the article and Ill make any change you want.Dont waste my time he yelled,this time.I asked politely again but he rebuffed and I was forced to leave in pain. I got a letter from my editor and courageosly came back for a second shot but to no avail.(avial for malus).
That guy was the most stiff,egoistic jackass Ive ever seen.I pity his wife and kids.
Wife telling Mr.Menon-"Sweetheart can we make love tonight"
Mr.Menon-"Podi Pulle,poita BKC office n permission adka,pine nokam"Lol
That guy was the most stiff,egoistic jackass Ive ever seen.I pity his wife and kids.
Wife telling Mr.Menon-"Sweetheart can we make love tonight"
Mr.Menon-"Podi Pulle,poita BKC office n permission adka,pine nokam"Lol
Breathing Space
In the present fast paced world where do people head to take a breather? Working on clamped up schedules, the only place where people find solace these days are none other than our very own ‘mall’ down the road. The place for recreation and may be for an evening walk too has changed and it is not surprising that the number of malls might be slightly greater than that of parks and other recreational open spaces. Barring a few parks in plush locales the parks are shoddily maintained and the concept of spending some quality time around lush green trees and pure air has totally vanished. As for the fit brigade of people there are some joggers parks here and there, but mostly they prefer their swanky gyms with sophisticated tread mills and for those who don’t hit the gym; they use the roads as their jogging track. In this concrete jungle, it is essential that the few open spaces can be tapped up by the BMC and developed as a park or a garden. One of the recent parks that has come up is opposite inorbit where there has been shrewd utilization of open land, and although there was a slight delay the residents of the goregaon-malad belt near inorbit have their very own park! The work done is impressive considering this was previously a dumping ground and the park is much bigger than what it seems at first glance.Local resident Sanskar Jain says “This is a pleasant treat for all of us.Our area did not have a garden and it was about time we had something like this.I like to hangout with my friends in the evenings here and you don’t know how time passes by”.There is a separate jogger’s track with a wide variety trees and shrubs surrounding it and an array of beautiful flowers crowning the sides of the walk.”It wasn’t easy jogging on the backroad as the surface is uneven.But because of this park,jogging is fun,as I just plug my i-pod and start running”says Omkar Shibad another regular at this park. It’s truly out of the world as you feel lost in nature’s beauty. Benches and grass meadows are a welcome treat to families who come with their children-a sight which is so encouraging as the kids these days are attracted to gaming arcades.The security guards usually have their work cut out as there are maximum number of visitors during the weekends and holidays.”Generally,new complexes that have come up have their own gardens but it doesn’t match up to the size of this one.I go to both my society’s garden as well as this one”quote from another resident in the area. Attracting the young and the old this park should be taken as a benchmark for the foundation of new parks, as people don’t mind paying a minimal entry fee for some peace and quiet.There is also another garden opening up near this one so things are looking bright.The local residents who use the back road for their morning walks and yoga exercises are thoroughly enjoying this experience and if properly maintained the spirit of public parks will live on and it rightly should.
TAEK-WONDER
The two combinations-An ancient form of Korean martial arts which originated years ago; a country where martial arts is in a nascent phase. The two combinations do not go well together but this martial art form more popularly known as taekwondo is slowly but steadily making its mark in our country. Taekwondo is the Korean national sport rivaling karate, judo and is becoming increasingly popular among the masses. Many don’t know but at the Busan games in Korea, Surendra Bhandari won a bronze medal for taekwondo, at a time where it was an unknown entity. As it’s a form of martial art it inculcates self-discipline and also builds your self defense and concentration. But what’s the connection between taekwondo and the Mumbai suburbs? Head down to andheri (w) near 7 bungalows-The Renaissance club. One of the few places where there is quality taekwondo training under the guidance of Mr.Laxman Singh Hada.”It’s been 16 years since I am training in martial arts and its just an honour teaching the young kids form whatever ive learnt during this time”chirps a confident Mr.Laxman. Mr.Laxman is a national gold medalist in taekwondo and has represented India in the SAFF games.Hes earned a black belt from Korea and has coached at NIS-Sports Authority Of India.So what has happened to the sport of taekwondo is the last decade or so?He aptly replies”The times have changed considerably.There is a lot more happening in the area of taekwondo and karate today and its just great to see a sport which was so nascent now becoming something big.And taekwondo is just going to become increasingly popular with time”. Armed with an impressive CV,he is the founder of Champion Fighting Arts Academy at the Renaissance Club and gives professional training in martial arts. Taekwondo being his passion, he aims at spreading the game of taekwondo in the city and also at the national level.A buoyant Mr.Laxman says”People are not aware of taekwondo, but the situation has improved since the past 5 years or so.Slowly but surely more people are taking martial arts seriously and its quite amazing to see the response Ive got.Im sure that the club is accessible to the residents of versova,7 & 4 bungalows and even lokhandwala.I hope to scout and nurture as much as talent I can from this belt of the suburbs as there are quite a few number of people enrolling.The age group Ive got now varies from 8 -9 yrs to almost 35 yrs age.Im very optimistic about the future” A qualified referee also, he participated in the 2005 Taekwondo World Open in Vancouver, Canada. But after 16 years of kicking and punching he’s now mainly focused on grooming the talent at his academy. He’s also in talks with several schools about including taekwondo in the extra curricular activity section for the children.”Yes,I do hope this happens.Like other popular sports in school like football,cricket and basketball I hope to see taekwondo too,but it’s a dream nestled in the future and me and my team of trainers are taking small steps to achieve it”says Mr.Laxman whilst signing off .How popular taekwondo becomes is a question which can only be answered as time goes on, but with such zealots like Mr.Laxman around promoting the sport, we can surely expect our kids to become ninjas in the near future!
Im the Boss
Some of the write ups here are the ones that have failed to make the cut at the westside plus office or goal.com office.To tell you the truth,the folks at WSP were running helter-skelter after reading my write ups since I constantly cricticize the suburbs,and theyre supposed to promote it!
My editor has the patent dialogue on her lips"About sports again.Ajay cant you think beyond sports?
But this blog is my haven.Im the editor,I can post anything.HAHA(Feelin' Good).As i lay back,reading my own posts and feel a joy which is beyond any happiness that Ive ever got from my 20 year stint in this planey.
Jeez,Im in depression,that explains the over-eating and i have too much time in hand it seems.See i started blogging,playing the guitar,eating,watching TV,eating,sleeping for 10 hours,eating,writing for people again(im supposed to study),eating,eating junk food..aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh stop me from eating food
My editor has the patent dialogue on her lips"About sports again.Ajay cant you think beyond sports?
But this blog is my haven.Im the editor,I can post anything.HAHA(Feelin' Good).As i lay back,reading my own posts and feel a joy which is beyond any happiness that Ive ever got from my 20 year stint in this planey.
Jeez,Im in depression,that explains the over-eating and i have too much time in hand it seems.See i started blogging,playing the guitar,eating,watching TV,eating,sleeping for 10 hours,eating,writing for people again(im supposed to study),eating,eating junk food..aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh stop me from eating food
Do Roma Need A Roman?
The Giallorossi are battling out in three competitions for some much needed silverware as the latest gossip mulling over the capital outfit runs around the streets. Rumor has it that the club is facing a prospect of a takeover by Americans, since the mother company of the Sensis –Italipetroli has huge debts. Takeover, the fascinating hobby implying a great commercial value made famous by none other than Mr. Roman Abramovich when he bought Chelsea in 2003. Chelsea were labeled as one of the many London clubs to merely fill up the numbers in the premiership, but Mr. Russian billionaire has changed all of that. Apart from making Chelsea a silverware winning team, the money he has churned out of the team is enormous making it a selling product in the market. From then on, it caught the fantasy of other rich boys and there were numerous takers for football clubs. Manchester Utd,Man City, Liverpool, Villa, Portsmouth , West Ham are some of teams that have seen takeovers, some amidst the displeasure of fans, but the turn of fate some teams have had among the lot is fairy tale stuff. As the takeover mania dies down slowly in the British Isles it proceeds to the peninsula down south. Serie A has some big clubs with rich owners the examples of the Milans, Juventus etc. Clubs rich in tradition and the Italians have great pride for their clubs, the owners and the football they follow as religion. Now when we talk about Roma we talk about a club that has all the ingredients to win major silverware yet they lack something. 1 or two players may be, the availability of extra funds may be, that could lead them to mount or dominate the league. It could all change with the takeover. It isn’t as easy as it sounds because for Italians nothing matters more than their pride. Seeing their beloved clubs in the hands of foreigners could spark riots in the streets of Testaccio. The Roman public are hard to convince or please and the football team has come under the wrath of the public many a time. But the scene in the office at the Olimpico is not as merry as it looks. The Sensis risk huge losses which would be indebted to the football club and it could lead to such an unsurprising story which has happened before in recent history. Parma AC’s story is a chilling reminder of how things can go really bad in football. Rocked by financial irregularities in their mother company Parmalat, the club was forced to sell their top players so that they could avoid administration. Parma are not going to reach where they were in the foreseeable future. Even clubs like Fiorentina, Napoli and Lazio have been hit by crisis storms and have just managed to pull through. The American takeover could be a savior in disguise to the lupi and most importantly could make them stronger contenders for silverware. Roma have not purchased big name players recently and often you hear Totti egging on this fact. The days when Roma bought Batistuta or Nakata at sky high prices could come back and the football club could take many forward strides.
The take of the locals on this story is that takeovers happen merely for personal monetary purposes. But Mr. Roman Abramovich has showed that money can build a strong team and with the right man in charge silverware can be won. At the end of the day it’s on the Sensis, as they’ll take a decision in the best interests for Roma and its fans. Goal.com wants to know what you think. Should the loyals of the curva sud stick with the Sensis during their rough times or swallow their pride and allow a foreign invader to rule their beloved club?
The take of the locals on this story is that takeovers happen merely for personal monetary purposes. But Mr. Roman Abramovich has showed that money can build a strong team and with the right man in charge silverware can be won. At the end of the day it’s on the Sensis, as they’ll take a decision in the best interests for Roma and its fans. Goal.com wants to know what you think. Should the loyals of the curva sud stick with the Sensis during their rough times or swallow their pride and allow a foreign invader to rule their beloved club?
Missing: Local Sporting Heroes
The demise of the Indian Hockey team in Chile has been documented well enough, causing a furore among the masses as all of us shake our heads in disbelief and lament about the situation as we work, have a cup of tea or hang from trains! Hockey’s fall from grace doesn’t come about as a major surprise as the failure to qualify in a major tournament was bound to happen. But for the people who have closed their ears and eyes till now with their sporting circle dominated by a single sport-cricket it’s a sign of how inferior the game has become compared to their the almighty sport. The team at Chile didn’t do as bad as they are showcased. Plummeting Mexico by a score line of 18-1, they narrowly lost to Great Britain 3-2. But in the finals, they lost to them. Qualification is tough and the average person is acting flabbergasted. Why? They haven’t seen the team play even on TV, but they are the first to come and point fingers at some lads who have played their heart out. The facilities are bad, officials are corrupt and unfortunately they are the ones having the highest powers. Indian hockey has been in dire straits since a long time now, but their highest low unfortunately came at a time when cricket is at its all time high. That is the reason may be for the stick that the hockey team has received. Beating Australia is the past, the IPL is arriving in full swing and within a months time, billions of cricket lovers would be glued to their TV sets watching cricketers slug it out for the sake of money and for a game of cricket too. The IPL seems to be the final nail on the coffin not only for hockey but for all other sports in India. The failure of the PHL, or even the I-league for the couch potato is a chilling remark to all the sport broadcasters as the Indian couch potato asserts where their priorities lie as far as watching sport on TV is concerned. Hockey has been inflicted by three great losses recently. The first one, obviously the disappointment of not making it to Beijing. The second one - Viren Rasquinha retiring in his mid-twenties and pursuing a management degree. A midfield general, his retirement surely magnifies the great slide Indian Hockey or rather Indian Sport is taking which has to be resurrected before it’s too late. Well the third is fictional yet true as Cricket has hijacked India’s screen coach and its theme song-Chak De! As if we weren’t sure that cricket is the most popular sport in the country. The IPL will definitely boost the morale of youngsters taking up sport as realistic profession but what about the other sports lurking in the dark? It’s a frightening thought if our city doesn’t produce good sportsmen or women in any other sport. Mumbai has seen some prolific sport personalities in the past, but the talent coming through is incredibly low as to the huge number of kids who play sports in schools and colleges. The city has a pool of talent and huge potential but many aspiring hockey, football; badminton players are left disillusioned seeing the apathy of the respective games. Parental pressure or pursuing education apart, there isn’t enough money or fame in these games causing many to bring a premature end to their short stints at schools and colleges. Although the city has only one astro turf for hockey, things are changing swiftly. The infrastructure is improving slowly yet steadily enough and pretty soon there should be noticeable changes. Mumbai has good tennis courts at the Bhupathi Academy and Tennis is catching up with the urban youth. Football’s market value is rising exponentially and it’s a big hit among the teens. Sadly despite having two clubs in the I-League the city lacks a decent football stadium, while, cricket has three (including the new D.Y. Patil). The new Mumbai FC has got an overwhelming response to their trials and football is one sport that is surely earmarked for future success. But, the city has to been more generous in giving the nation players in Athletics, Basketball, Badminton, Table Tennis et al. All these sports deserve their fare share of importance and we the people have to be unbiased when it comes to following a sport and supporting the youngsters who want to make it big in these games. Otherwise we have only ourselves to blame and no one else. The foundation of a strong sporting nation has to be laid now. We have an enormous strength of man power, let’s utilize it and not hang our heads in shame when our hockey team or football team fails to make it big. Even young girls should be encouraged to take up sport. It was highlighted well in a recent bollywood flick, but the torch seems to be fading away in a heavy mist of Cricketing Glory. Cricket has seen bad times too; when the nation is outraged with the team’s performance; but when the good times come in, people forget about everything else and cricketers cash in to leave their fellow countrymen wondering what they have done wrong to endure such a horrendous fate. Imagine if MS Dhoni, captain of the team had continued playing football! Would he be as big an icon as he is today? You’re guess is as good as mine.
The Face of Desperation
When Ranbir Kapoor was announced to be the face of FIFA in India it gave me a mixed feeling of joy and sadness. Joy because Indian football needed a voice or may be a face,sadness because it just shows that still football is considered unpopular in India despite recent steps taken in the forward direction. Ranbirs venture hasn’t been thrown in the page 3 limelight yet as none of the glamour papers have showed any consideration to the rising stars’s endorsement of FIFA. Endorsement yes,as our nation tries all its might to ‘promote’ the most popular game in the planet. Football needs no introduction or promotion to some of us, who have been following football passionately over the times but yes for millions who have cricket filled in their souls, they need to be stirred, Also they need to remind themselves of other sports in the nation.. A Bollywood star roped in might just be the final card that The AIFF and FIFA play to get football as popular as cricket. Don’t get me wrong football is popular in Goa,Bengal,Kerala etc. Also the urbane youth are aware of the Premiership. But sadly they know a Ronaldo, or Rooney or Lampard but when asked about our national team players they laugh and and use the same profane sentence- the Indian football team?Do we have one? Indian football is not popular enough in the nation to say the least.beacuse when it comes to cheering the national team it always has been cricket. And it looks like it always will be because of the initiation of the IPL. Goal.com spoke to Mr.Lalit Modi and he mentioned about a concept similar to the IPL for football. But the AIFF was just about to launch the I-league- the new improved league replacing the NFL. Zee sports bought the broadcasting rights, but due to unavailability of the channel in many regions,the marketing of the I-league got a mixed response. When I happened to chat with Mr.Bobili Vijay Kumar,national editor of sport,Times He had mentioned this unique idea of the I-league was bestowed upon the AIFF long back by Espn-Star. In fact they even showed some of the games if you remember. Their only condition was that the account handling should be transparent,but some senior officials declined the offer. And immediately espn pulled out the plug from the deal. This incident surely shows us the money laden nexus happening behind our backs.During that time the growth of football in India was stagnant and it continued for a long time. Any which ways after a matter of years after this incident atleast we got to see the games of theI-league and the national team on our TV sets without any hassle. It may be noted that with the rise of popularity of the Premiership among the kids,is when our officials realized that Indian football could be marketed as a commercial product after all. People have slowly started raising question marks over the lack of money being pumped in other sports. Sepp Blatter has visited India many times now always citing the enormous potential in our country. Facilities for players and coaches are improving and recently the AIFF has taken many right steps for ensuring the future of football in India. Im dreaming of the day when people go 40,000 seater stadia and watch their team play or when I can buy Mumbai Fc or Mohun Bagan merchandise without any trouble. Till then, Ranbir Kapoor is a knight in shining armor and using his popularity lets bring football some respect in the nation,respect which the game deserves. After that the glory days will surely return.
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