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World Cups and Heart Aches - A un-ending love story

  We are all cricket experts in our own right. Armchair critics to speak. We have a billion opinions on everything, even though our skillsets may warrant at best a selection to our local gully cricket team. So yes this is another ‘opinion’ which needs to be taken with dollops of salt. While I am still grieving over the debacle on the 19th, I thought the best way to get over it, was perhaps to pen my thoughts. I would be the first to admit, that before the World Cup, I gave our team no chance. I knew we were going to be quite a handful in our backyard and we had the talent to make it to the Semis, but I wasn’t very happy about the whole chopping and changing that was happening over the past few months and we had our middle-order (KL Rahul and Shreyas Iyer) out injured. It felt like deja-vu that we were going into yet another World Cup not having the right middle order. All that changed during the Asia Cup. Shreyas and KL made superb comebacks and played well. What was impressive was tha

Pardes

Its been a month, I have moved out of Hyderabad, well not for good, but yes surely for some time. In IT parlance am in a long term onsite assignment. So am here in South California in the lovely city of San Diego, and its been more than a month. I have been here before, but those were all short term, maximum being couple of months so this was different. Firstly, there was a whole lot of convincing to be done at home, yes my wife doesn’t like the option of being away from me. (I know am irresistible) It was a career shift, so it was in the pipeline for sometime and we both ignored it, till it came upon us. And then we decided to chug along the master plan of LIFE. Shifting is a big job, first you need to pack all your stuff somehow into those huge bags which have to weigh exactly 26 kilograms each unless you want to burn a hole in your pocket paying for excess luggage. You need to carry some basic cooking stuff, at-least that’s the norm and who am I to challenge the norm. You have to me

Nicknames

They can be cute, funny and some times dreaded too. But surely at some point of time you are associated with one and then it remains with you for a good period of your life and in some cases your life time, and in some avoidable cases it becomes your identity for the rest of your life. This blog post is not about the cute lovey dovey ones, that either our parents or loved ones give us, but the ones that become our identity more so when we are in a hostel environment. Cant blame the people when so many people co exists creativity flows and in most cases ends up in a dreaded unmentionable nickname. I have had the unenviable distinction of being on the receiving end during my four years of Engineering. How that name got stuck and how it became my identity isn’t something I would be letting you guys know. I have always hated that nickname, so don’t expect any juicy tidbits there. And yes my frnds who would walk by this post would surely post that am quite sure of that. So I had a nickname,

2010 Updates

Five months have passed this year, and am still living under the excuse of being too busy for ignoring my blog. Also my new addiction has to be blamed for the long absence. So finally when I logged in and saw that the last post was in November 2009, I immediately decided to post one right now. So this isnt about any pcl tag, or any pcl issue, this is just my life in general. People expecting juicy tidbits would be disappointed and hence may leave now(Dont tell me I didnt warn you guys) Ever since I have been on the new project, life has gone for a toss, first casualty being my gym. From being a regular, I hardly can recollect the last time I saw my gym. My sneakers and clothes are still in the locker( I sincerely hope this is the case) Funny how things change, I was always waiting for one big project, since it was sometime, I was into one, and was really getting desperate and one lands right away, and now I dont have anything in my life other than that. Working late nights, exchanging

26/11 -The Anniversary

Finally the much awaited anniversary is over. So what did we do on that big day. Some news channels re-visited the horrific scenes, some others called upon a panel to discuss the anniversary. Some others made available graffiti or poster where citizens could write some messages and feel patriotic and proud. Some famous patrons assembled themselves at the Gateway of India, while others were content giving interviews about the so called spirit of Mumbai and how guests have started pouring into the Taj or for that matter the Leopold Café. If one were to believe the unofficial reports we spend about 31 crores a year to keep Kasab in jail. And the trial keeps going on and on. Just today his lawyer was sacked. Now we would spend another 2 months finalizing his replacement. I thought the entire world saw him brandishing his AK 47. He even confessed to his crime. What more do you want to pronounce him guilty? How many more dossiers do we need to send to Pakistan. Or are we waiting for Uncle Sa

Adieu my dear friend!!

Its been more than a month, there has been so many attempts, but nothing saw the light of the day, nothing that I write can bring out the grief and the hollowness your loss has caused to us. It all still feels like some cruel joke, some kind of a bad dream. When I first heard it, I couldnt believe it. Someone who was always smiling, cracking his share of PJs, so full of life is suddenly no more. Couldnt the truck driver, stop and rush you to some hospital? Couldnt the cop, instead of chasing the truck have attended to you? Couldnt the first hospital admit you? Couldnt the so called noble profession save you eventually? Couldnt you fight death a little longer? How can God even think about it? Is there really someone up there? This cannot be, how can you do this, like this fellow had his entire life infront of him. He was just 27. Death as they say is a great leveller, we are all happy and proud one day, thinking of our achievements, sharing so many emotions thinking we rule this world,

ABC Tag

I have been awfully lazy, and been suffering from bloggers' block(coined by myself). I have had several half written posts, which were deleted after some time. Finally my new found blogger friend Moo helped me with another tag. Its called the ABC Tag. Why? Find out for yourself. 1) A – Available/Single? Available this week, my wife is out of town.. :P 2) B – Best friend? Bob, Susmi, Kiran, Sujith, Ranjith, Vijesh, Sankar, Prasanth, Sachin, Arnab, Alok, Bhanu, Anju, Sumeets(there are two of them), Ajay and the list goes on… 3) C – Cake or Pie? Black Forest cake or Pastry anything would do. 4) D – Drink of choice? BEER, anytime, anywhere, any brand would do, but if given a choice, Guinness would be preferred. 5) E – Essential item you use every day? Bare essentials(Read chuddies), Contact lenses, watch, wallet. 6) F – Favorite colour? Blue and Black (Not the colour u get after an injury). 7) G – Gummy Bears Or Worms? I want to use ‘phone a friend’ option. 8) H – Hometown? Palakkad, K