'Ifs and Buts'.. India Won

~In the end, winner is the one with the cup.. India Won! Team India Rocks~

  

I know.. Who said what! Some were pessimist, actually negativity of hard wired in the minds of us, Indians. If not negativity, then a sheer sense of insulting others (in case of match with Pakistan).

In this case I admire Gautam (not Gautam Gambhir) the hero! Gautam is the boy who pained himself with tricolour and sat through each of the match, cheering for the team. Those who have followed the match must have noticed him. After winning the cup, Sachin called him to the dressing room and clicked a picture with Gautam holding the cup. I did my bit by sporting the Indian flag on my T-shirt!

 

And as promised by me, if India wins I will declare my love to Zaheer Khan. I hereby declare that I Love Zaheer Khan. I have got to tell this to him before he gets married. I love his balling, the way he speaks, his intense expressions and cool composure, his walking, his fielding and his batting. I hope I am not missing on something? Well I am perhaps missing the reality, and that is he is taken. I have sweared that I will never run after taken men. And this hunk is taken.

So what if he is taken. We have better options, namely Virat Kohli, Suresh Raina, I hope they aren't taken.

Ok enough of heart talks! The fact is the nation came on streets and celebrated the home coming of the World Cup, after 28 years. In 1983 Kapil Dev got it home.

This time each of the team member contributed. The team has dedicated the cup was to the nation, they say they have won it for Sachin. I am not sad about Sreesanth's performance, perhaps his loose bowling stiffed up the fielders, or the Indian batsmen who had to chase seemingly a little impossible score, and braced themselves from the very start. A round of applause for Gautam Gambhir, who contributed 97 runs for the team.

 

  

About Yuvraj's crying a bucketful of tears, I would exult that he has pasted a hard slap on the faces of critics. Yuvraj, you made us proud, and your credentials are all the more appreciated by being conferred the title of 'Man of the Tournament'.

  

Those unsolicited expert commentators, better shut up. People who are on the ground are the best of you all. Had this not been the case, then the situation must have been otherwise.

No prize for guessing that the entire nation will carry the hangover till the next tournament.

Author's Note: I an against criticisers. True, one lets the best come up when criticised, Yuvraj did. But many must have succumbed to the emotional trauma. It was an emotional upheaval for not just Yuvraj, but the team.

If one has noticed, they all collected on the ground and shed a tear or two.

Happy tears for the achievement, or just a sense of gratification for being able to hit hard the criticisers.

PS: Good times become good memories, and bad times become good lessons.

Team Australia: Overconfidence can knock you down. It did.

Team Pakistan: Thanks for being a sport for the game

Team Sri Lanka: hmm nothing to say really. Good play!

Team India: The Team Rocks.. Jee karta hai sarkoo pe zoor se gaoon, sab aapne ghar ki khirkii kholen (I wanna sing loud on roads so that everyone open their window)

PPS: It would be really very hard to find Gary Kristan's replacement.

Love the Indian Cricket Team... Hope we can now move beyond the 'ifs and buts'!

I had to edit the post to commend Dhoni.. your cool composure make you unique!  

Crush

More often than never in search of that perfect one, we fall for wrong choices. Some are purely infatuation, some one sided love stories and some are feelings that cannot be defined as just friendship!

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Crush!

More often than never in search of that perfect one, we fall for wrong choices. Some are purely infatuation, some one sided love stories and some are feelings that cannot be defined as just friendship!

This was a crush for sure! I happen to meet him at a college get together. First look and that sly smile reaffirmed that he is the one for me. I could recall that college romances are fun and full of excitement. Waiting to catch a glimpse of him in the crowded corridor. Staying back till late in college with a thought that he may ask me out again. Well this was not a college romance. I am a professionals who has just struck 26! All the aunts and uncles come home with the prospects of suitable match. But no one quite have those factors that I get me down on my knees and ask him out!

Asking him out! Yes I mean it, I believe that if I can find a guy who fits in the parameters of "my man", then I will not shy away in taking the plunge and ask him out. Whats the harm in it? Atleast I will not live with a regret for life that I never ever told him that I liked him.

Well back to present! I am at this college get together and getting to meet a lot of college mates! Though I did not even know his name, I was already feeling jealous with the female attention he was getting in the auditorium. Thankfully I located a college senior, Arnav who seem to be in good terms with this guy. I made sure to talk to the senior and try getting hold of this guy's identity.

Me: Hey Arnav

Arnav: Hey

Me: How have you been? 

Arnav: I have been good. What about you?

Me: I have been good too! So what are you doing these days?

Arnav: I am in the family business. What are you doing?

Me: I am a freelance documentary filmmaker. Well that reminds me that I am doing a project on family businesses. Would you be interested in a chat over the topic sometime next week?

Arnav: Sure

Me: And who is that Guy with a sly smile?

Arnav: Well he gets all the female attention where ever he goes!

Me (uncomfortably) : No, its just that I thought that he can feature in some of the projects. He has those photogenic looks! Sigh 

Arnav: Oh, well in that case I can introduce you to him. But just for courtesy sake, don't fall for him. He is not into girls!

Author's Note: All nice men are either taken or gay!