Every girl wud love to be treated as special! Its the fate that guys are emotionally weak and girls are physically weak but that never complements each other..and they wud be the ones lunging behind the girl most of the time..No girl wants a guy to be behind her like a road side romeo.But she wud be damn floored to have someone tries to woo her with dignity.She shud be in a position to boast of the guy who loves her,to her friends.She shud be teased by her friends but in a positive way weneva hez around,but that shud feed her ego.She shud never be given the feeling dat her Bf is kinda cheap.She wants ppl to respect her guy and she wud die to keep up his respect.
She wants her guy to be the best of the lot but still wud be glad if hes not.Its enuf if he cares for her..She would want all the attention in the world from him to be showered on her.She wud love to shower back the same in multiples and he has to be receptive to take it and shud be generous enuf to appreciate it back.She wants his guy to look at her everyday like he did for the first time.He can throw glances at other girls but the glance shud be returned with the unsaid feeling that "no girl can match my mine".If u dont look at any,she'd be happy but her life wud be less exciting and if u ogle at many then she'd die inside everytime she finds a smile drop off ur lips for them.
She feels she is weak physically compared to the male counterpart and hence expects to be treated with respect and softness.No girl wud like a fellow who'll say sumthn rude to her.But that doesnt mean she cant be rude to u.She by all means and all the rights can be rude to u and she can shout at u and u have to bear with it coz u r a MALE and coz u can take it! But U HAVE TO TAKE IT is something different..
If she promises u sumthn, it means to say that she was genuinely interested in keeping the promise,but if she cant do the same,u shud be understanding enuf to tell her " It's absolutely okay and i dont mind it "U not just shud tell her that but also show her that ur words wer genuine.Else she'll be restless.
She wud love to keep u pleased and she ll try cooking out dishes for u (irrespective of her knowledge in cooking).Sometimes she wud nt even expect u to help her with the dishes nor in chopping up the vegetables before cooking! But wat she'll expect is a wonderful and a genuine acknowledgement for the interest she showed in making it.She wud be double pleased if the food was compared to that of ur MOM and she feels she beat ur mom hands down!
She wud love ur mom too,like her own,but only if you stay a bit away from ur mom and give her some space herself to deal with her.She ll try to make friends with her.Dont interrupt.But if ur mom ill treats her,then u have to interfere and ur bound to take sides.U cant jus be a neutral fellow..:) ---To be continued :) :P
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
THE HEAVENLY LUXURY--SLEEP
Why,when,and how are the questions that become obsolete when u need to answer someone regarding sleep! SLEEP indeed has become a luxury to mankind,which in fact cushioned the living beings for aeons.
The divine aura that surrounds one while DOZING OFF..zzzzzzzzz is unparalleled by any earthly phenomenon!Do u agree that you'll fall at the feet of anyone and beg not to, who'd try to wake u up or scream like mad at those who cruelly try seizing your abode in heaven that you've been enjoying while lying still?
Why would u feel so relaxed while in deep sleep and wake up the next morning and look for someone to share your happiness of having had a lovely sleep...
Sleep is that particular charm that can take u places which u always wanted to go,let u talk with ppl you always wanted to,taste those edible things which u always wanted to,and do all those dare-devilry which u wanted to.....but never cud do in real life.
Sad are those ppl who lose their sleep for reasons other than LOVE!
Exceptional ppl are those in love coz,they dont sleep not coz they dislike it,but coz their real time love-life with their mates is more euphoric than the dream ;)
For those who lose it for anxiety,stress and anything else are bound to suffer!!
Sleep is the period wen u get time for ur ownself and nobody else!The serotonins that mediate depression take a new avatar to sing lullabies and all ur blood vessel walls relax.ur heart gets calmer and beats more regularly.every single organ goes into the lap of harmony!
What wud a neonate/infant dream while asleep,is what nobody knows..but he/she gets to sleep the maximum among the mankind,while the elderly sleep the least.It makes one wonder is really the innocence that drives ur sleep? Maybe yes and may be no.But the neurotransmitters of sleep get exhausted in their attempts at making u sleep as u grow older and older.Is nt that y u wanna go back to ur childhood,the childhood that carried ur innocent self with scratched knees rather than let u loaf around with a broken heart!
For all the vivid colors u see,the music u hear,the joy u feel,the calmness u seek,the dream that accompanies,while at sleep,is what something u never wanna lose!!!!
The divine aura that surrounds one while DOZING OFF..zzzzzzzzz is unparalleled by any earthly phenomenon!Do u agree that you'll fall at the feet of anyone and beg not to, who'd try to wake u up or scream like mad at those who cruelly try seizing your abode in heaven that you've been enjoying while lying still?
Why would u feel so relaxed while in deep sleep and wake up the next morning and look for someone to share your happiness of having had a lovely sleep...
Sleep is that particular charm that can take u places which u always wanted to go,let u talk with ppl you always wanted to,taste those edible things which u always wanted to,and do all those dare-devilry which u wanted to.....but never cud do in real life.
Sad are those ppl who lose their sleep for reasons other than LOVE!
Exceptional ppl are those in love coz,they dont sleep not coz they dislike it,but coz their real time love-life with their mates is more euphoric than the dream ;)
For those who lose it for anxiety,stress and anything else are bound to suffer!!
Sleep is the period wen u get time for ur ownself and nobody else!The serotonins that mediate depression take a new avatar to sing lullabies and all ur blood vessel walls relax.ur heart gets calmer and beats more regularly.every single organ goes into the lap of harmony!
What wud a neonate/infant dream while asleep,is what nobody knows..but he/she gets to sleep the maximum among the mankind,while the elderly sleep the least.It makes one wonder is really the innocence that drives ur sleep? Maybe yes and may be no.But the neurotransmitters of sleep get exhausted in their attempts at making u sleep as u grow older and older.Is nt that y u wanna go back to ur childhood,the childhood that carried ur innocent self with scratched knees rather than let u loaf around with a broken heart!
For all the vivid colors u see,the music u hear,the joy u feel,the calmness u seek,the dream that accompanies,while at sleep,is what something u never wanna lose!!!!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
"A QUESTION TO THE SOUL THAT IS YOU"
Hath Goodness succumbed to evil?
The evil that's unquestioned;
Or simply left unperturbed
Of its agility in breaking hearts,
Of bigotry in treating souls,
Hath triumph ironed out defeat?
The defeat that's adorable;
In teaching how to laugh at self,
In quenching the thirst of a baby
In healing the soul of the wounded,
In calling spade a spade,
In offering love to the abandoned,
In making the parents smile,
Of agility in comforting a soul from within,
Of the repertoire at forgiving people....
The people who forget all the goodness,
Who back-stab u despite no respite,
Who ignore the heart that loved,
Whilst enjoying the success of yours,
The success that can be bargained
In asking for a shelter under the sun/rain,
For getting back ,a no in return....
Hath goodness succumbed to evil?
The evil that's unquestioned;
Or simply left unperturbed
Of its agility in breaking hearts,
Of bigotry in treating souls,
Hath triumph ironed out defeat?
The defeat that's adorable;
In teaching how to laugh at self,
In quenching the thirst of a baby
In healing the soul of the wounded,
In calling spade a spade,
In offering love to the abandoned,
In making the parents smile,
Of agility in comforting a soul from within,
Of the repertoire at forgiving people....
The people who forget all the goodness,
Who back-stab u despite no respite,
Who ignore the heart that loved,
Whilst enjoying the success of yours,
The success that can be bargained
In asking for a shelter under the sun/rain,
For getting back ,a no in return....
Hath goodness succumbed to evil?
Monday, August 2, 2010
What Is 'REAL'?
As i remember 'Morpheus' in 'The Matrix' mouthing the question as to "what is real" and was floored thinking of an answer.And when he did answer it himself,it was like satisfying but intriguing at various levels.I've asked myself many a times from then"what is really real ?!"
Had i really been real in what i did?I dunno !But in this world of Emotional blackmails we do not really exist as ourselves.We try appeasing people at various levels.That doesn't mean u do it only to those who can boss around you!
Wen a friend turns up asking for an off-the-track-out of the way-help which though not impossible can really discomfort u,do u have the guts to say "NO"?
You find an unknown somebody in real need and u know u can make a difference by offering to help him,knowing well that u'll be out of ur comfort zone if u tried doing it?
Wen u feel humiliated,do u have the guts to cry in open,unfazed by the revelation of the weak you!
Wen u know your tears can move someone to grant u what u want,can u withhold them if they r not true wen out?
Wen you are about to be vindicated on past counts ,despite ur guilty,can u really muster courage to let it out that u r the black-sheep?
Wen u know ur chances of winning is too low and do u really fight soo hard that even FATE accepts its defeat?
Do u smile at someone new unaware of his responsive history,yet without expecting him/her to smile back at you?Its taking a risk of not being smiled back at!Do u really not take it as a risk and feel so neutral even when the smile is nt returned?
You find an awesome girl who with her nature,takes u by storm and not just by lust,do u have the courage in you to step near her to tell her that ur amazed !
Do u really have it in you to feel good whole heartedly(and not merely put up a fake face of that sorts) for someone who hurt u ,i mean very badly!
Can u really keep ur mouth shut from dumping out all garbage when asked for, abt a friend who turns an enemy.And dat too when he ditched u despite u being good to him?
Can u hold back ur words "I told u before" wen a prediction of urs came true which has hurt someone?
can u really ignore ur enemies,and not carry the grudge with u over the trauma they inflicted on u and ignore the chance u get to put them to the sword!
Do u tell urself that "i can never be jealous over someone,coz it proves am accepting my inferiority to him,by doing so"
As its some universal truth that Life is a special journey,do we realise U r the most special passenger in ur life?Forgettin,the pain of the past and looking out for a fresh 2mrw,dat carries no grudges?
can u really laugh so hard during distress,that even sorrow smiles with u.
can u try living upto the agage "the best revenge over somebody is to lead a better life than him"
would u dare to live ur own life the way u want to ,so wonderfully that even death loves to see u live?
Live life thats insanely sane and that genuinely lets u pat ur back in the posterity that ur presence in the world though not felt was so MEANINGFUL and REAL!!!!
Had i really been real in what i did?I dunno !But in this world of Emotional blackmails we do not really exist as ourselves.We try appeasing people at various levels.That doesn't mean u do it only to those who can boss around you!
Wen a friend turns up asking for an off-the-track-out of the way-help which though not impossible can really discomfort u,do u have the guts to say "NO"?
You find an unknown somebody in real need and u know u can make a difference by offering to help him,knowing well that u'll be out of ur comfort zone if u tried doing it?
Wen u feel humiliated,do u have the guts to cry in open,unfazed by the revelation of the weak you!
Wen u know your tears can move someone to grant u what u want,can u withhold them if they r not true wen out?
Wen you are about to be vindicated on past counts ,despite ur guilty,can u really muster courage to let it out that u r the black-sheep?
Wen u know ur chances of winning is too low and do u really fight soo hard that even FATE accepts its defeat?
Do u smile at someone new unaware of his responsive history,yet without expecting him/her to smile back at you?Its taking a risk of not being smiled back at!Do u really not take it as a risk and feel so neutral even when the smile is nt returned?
You find an awesome girl who with her nature,takes u by storm and not just by lust,do u have the courage in you to step near her to tell her that ur amazed !
Do u really have it in you to feel good whole heartedly(and not merely put up a fake face of that sorts) for someone who hurt u ,i mean very badly!
Can u really keep ur mouth shut from dumping out all garbage when asked for, abt a friend who turns an enemy.And dat too when he ditched u despite u being good to him?
Can u hold back ur words "I told u before" wen a prediction of urs came true which has hurt someone?
can u really ignore ur enemies,and not carry the grudge with u over the trauma they inflicted on u and ignore the chance u get to put them to the sword!
Do u tell urself that "i can never be jealous over someone,coz it proves am accepting my inferiority to him,by doing so"
As its some universal truth that Life is a special journey,do we realise U r the most special passenger in ur life?Forgettin,the pain of the past and looking out for a fresh 2mrw,dat carries no grudges?
can u really laugh so hard during distress,that even sorrow smiles with u.
can u try living upto the agage "the best revenge over somebody is to lead a better life than him"
would u dare to live ur own life the way u want to ,so wonderfully that even death loves to see u live?
Live life thats insanely sane and that genuinely lets u pat ur back in the posterity that ur presence in the world though not felt was so MEANINGFUL and REAL!!!!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
THE POWER OF TEARS!!!
From the cry of a child to that of a granny that exhibits the hydraulic miracle -'tears'- stand testimony to the feeling of being overwhelmed..
I just cant help thinking of the drops of tears ever since i saw a girl crying.It happened just less than a week back during a farewell function that a girl broke out unto tears trying to deliver a little speech to her mates who all were parting.My heart skipped a beat to hear someone's voice break out of emotional out-pour.It stirred in me a myriad of emotions.
The earliest moment that i can remember "PROPERLY" of that I cried to my heart's content is, yes, when i was escorted for the first time into my kinder-garten classes by my Daddy.When he just left the class-room submitting my miniature self into the hands of the teacher,I didnt know what was happening!it was like the whole Universe conspiring against me to snatch my heaven outta my tiny hands...all i can remember "now" is- my vision getting hazier with every step of my dad awaywards from me..i knew then,"THAT" is called tears..
From then on i've seen many cry,my mom ,my brother,friends,enemies,neighbors..
When i was a kid,I felt it was sickening to see someone cry!1the feelin dramatically changed as i stepped into adulthood.I realised that as a child my heart n soul was very light and never carried something heavy.Rather they were pure.As i grew up,the heart,mind,soul n body got polluted to extremes that has no loathing,but yet had "stress" mounting very slowly.There came issues which i had no ventilation on;to the things which i could never react properly,or rather never got to react.I knew I had those inhibitions which as a child i never had.I knew there were external eyes which can menacingly n penetratingly look into every stupid uninhibited action of mine!I am literally tied down!!
I could easily derive a simple formula that the intensity of TEARS is the sum total of the number of stressful incidents that I've faced up without reacting to!!!
We cry not just out of pain!!U cant just call every tear provoking incident to be painful.Joy,nostalgia,patriotism,care,affection,love,parting,gratitude are a few to name to show u the liquid of emotions which u always tend to forget,existed inside Ur eyes!!
Of all the tears I've witnessed,the ones i rate always in high esteem are those of ---
Those TEARS that are shed for the sake of others hath none to parallel/compete for in terms of GLORY!!!
I just cant help thinking of the drops of tears ever since i saw a girl crying.It happened just less than a week back during a farewell function that a girl broke out unto tears trying to deliver a little speech to her mates who all were parting.My heart skipped a beat to hear someone's voice break out of emotional out-pour.It stirred in me a myriad of emotions.
The earliest moment that i can remember "PROPERLY" of that I cried to my heart's content is, yes, when i was escorted for the first time into my kinder-garten classes by my Daddy.When he just left the class-room submitting my miniature self into the hands of the teacher,I didnt know what was happening!it was like the whole Universe conspiring against me to snatch my heaven outta my tiny hands...all i can remember "now" is- my vision getting hazier with every step of my dad awaywards from me..i knew then,"THAT" is called tears..
From then on i've seen many cry,my mom ,my brother,friends,enemies,neighbors..
When i was a kid,I felt it was sickening to see someone cry!1the feelin dramatically changed as i stepped into adulthood.I realised that as a child my heart n soul was very light and never carried something heavy.Rather they were pure.As i grew up,the heart,mind,soul n body got polluted to extremes that has no loathing,but yet had "stress" mounting very slowly.There came issues which i had no ventilation on;to the things which i could never react properly,or rather never got to react.I knew I had those inhibitions which as a child i never had.I knew there were external eyes which can menacingly n penetratingly look into every stupid uninhibited action of mine!I am literally tied down!!
I could easily derive a simple formula that the intensity of TEARS is the sum total of the number of stressful incidents that I've faced up without reacting to!!!
We cry not just out of pain!!U cant just call every tear provoking incident to be painful.Joy,nostalgia,patriotism,care,affection,love,parting,gratitude are a few to name to show u the liquid of emotions which u always tend to forget,existed inside Ur eyes!!
Of all the tears I've witnessed,the ones i rate always in high esteem are those of ---
- my parents when i met with an accident and I was bleeding.The tears rolled off everytime my wound gaped and i was hissing n panting.
- a lady-love of some guy whom i met at the railway-station.This couple were like pampering each other ,giggling,kicking each other,till the train started and the guy had to board the train.All the while i could only see the back of the girl n the face of the boy.But as the train moved I could see the girl's face for the first time n i saw she was smiling!on close-look she was -My God weeping!Incessantly I'd say.
- Mine wen i cried watching India win the "HERO-CUP"finals in cricket when i was inn my second standard! i didn't even know the rules of the game n all i knew was my country had won!
- My student(name not to mention) when i jocularly told her that she had failed in a test in which she had actually emerged the topper.Her tears came out along with a smile when i revealed the truth
- finally,'This' girl whom i mentioned at the beginning of the write-up.
Those TEARS that are shed for the sake of others hath none to parallel/compete for in terms of GLORY!!!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
YIPPE!! I FOUND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
It all started when i was at the verge of giving my last theory paper for my First year MBBS exams that i felt the sadness creeping up my face,that prompted everyone to ask me"You did'nt do well??don't lie to us, brat!!"..I told them I din't do it well and I walked past my classmates..
I had indeed done well and that set in motion a myriad of emotions in me which i find it too awful to describe...
Of the 3 subjects we read in our first year,Biochemistry was the only one that made me feel at home..i din kno y..but still i felt i wasnt alienated from my school-time chemistry when i read biochemistry!!
I was almost nauseating everyday n puking almost very other day,wen I getta walk into the dissection hall of anatomy and i had this claustrophobic feeling when i stepped into the physiology laboratory where the tutors n lecturers where aiming for my blood to spill off the lancet prick..many a times I've felt,why the hell did i choose Medicine as my field of survival...I always had this biochemistry that would cheer me up as it explained to me patiently the various diseases that exist cohersively and claiming vehemently the base to be of biochem..i was so proud to read the metabloic processes which nobody else liked usually
.I felt I had the power to understand the ultimatge basic hapenings in every cell that stood testimony for all the clinical ires that any physician would love to diagnose with his clinical acumen that may/may not be complimented with technically sound skills..this particular subject which brought me a medal,a D,universal reputation of ruthlessness in dealing with others on intellectual plinths made me arogant n I still love the arrogance.
I was sad on the last day of the exam coz i was sure that am gonna pass the paper and i can never study biochem with thrill of exams spooking me( YES I can hear YOU makin faces at me now and making fun of me.but i dont care this one time)anymore.
Seven years from then..I was at the cross roads of the choices I had-anatomy,physiology,microbiology,forensic medicine,and biochem.though i love forensic tactics and i had everyone around me speakin highly and inflicting enormous praise on the subject as such and the job options at ur foot step,i started feeling something heavy sitting on me.Exactly the same way it sat on me when i had my opotions vary between MBBS and B.E from a terrifically reputed REC..i followed my head n let my heart down,takin up thr former.
This time i was staring at the gloomy clustrophobic surroundings in the air-conditioned AC hall...i decided to stick to what my heart told me.Atleast once in my life.Amidst all the hush hush voices that rose when "candidate Meenakshi sundaram has opted for Biochem ahead of Forensic"resonated across the hall.I knew i din wanna lose my love of my life"..yes I am in love,truly madly and deeply :)
I had indeed done well and that set in motion a myriad of emotions in me which i find it too awful to describe...
Of the 3 subjects we read in our first year,Biochemistry was the only one that made me feel at home..i din kno y..but still i felt i wasnt alienated from my school-time chemistry when i read biochemistry!!
I was almost nauseating everyday n puking almost very other day,wen I getta walk into the dissection hall of anatomy and i had this claustrophobic feeling when i stepped into the physiology laboratory where the tutors n lecturers where aiming for my blood to spill off the lancet prick..many a times I've felt,why the hell did i choose Medicine as my field of survival...I always had this biochemistry that would cheer me up as it explained to me patiently the various diseases that exist cohersively and claiming vehemently the base to be of biochem..i was so proud to read the metabloic processes which nobody else liked usually
.I felt I had the power to understand the ultimatge basic hapenings in every cell that stood testimony for all the clinical ires that any physician would love to diagnose with his clinical acumen that may/may not be complimented with technically sound skills..this particular subject which brought me a medal,a D,universal reputation of ruthlessness in dealing with others on intellectual plinths made me arogant n I still love the arrogance.
I was sad on the last day of the exam coz i was sure that am gonna pass the paper and i can never study biochem with thrill of exams spooking me( YES I can hear YOU makin faces at me now and making fun of me.but i dont care this one time)anymore.
Seven years from then..I was at the cross roads of the choices I had-anatomy,physiology,microbiology,forensic medicine,and biochem.though i love forensic tactics and i had everyone around me speakin highly and inflicting enormous praise on the subject as such and the job options at ur foot step,i started feeling something heavy sitting on me.Exactly the same way it sat on me when i had my opotions vary between MBBS and B.E from a terrifically reputed REC..i followed my head n let my heart down,takin up thr former.
This time i was staring at the gloomy clustrophobic surroundings in the air-conditioned AC hall...i decided to stick to what my heart told me.Atleast once in my life.Amidst all the hush hush voices that rose when "candidate Meenakshi sundaram has opted for Biochem ahead of Forensic"resonated across the hall.I knew i din wanna lose my love of my life"..yes I am in love,truly madly and deeply :)
Monday, December 28, 2009
MY TRIBUTE TO THE RUTHLESS DASHING OPENER OF ALL TIMES!!!
Imagine a lion cub sent into the group of hyenas and all the hyenas
laughing at the cub and gnarling at the lil cub threatenin to devour
it..as in the all time favorite "lion king".
Compare it wit Team India (that represents the largest democracy on
earth) being put to sword by every other minnow-team(not to speak of
australian s and pakistanis) boasting of dynamic youngsters or
superior team spirits than us..
Everytime our team takes guard at the field be it tests or one
dayers,the poor fans pray god that some saviour be
sent..sachins,dravids gangulies were there performing on and off..
Sachin tumbling every batting record at will and dravid wit the divine
grace of text book cricket shots..ganguly with the flamboyance like no
other.laxman with the most beautiful wristy shots..yet team india was
the cub amidst the hyenas..or rather wild wolves...
Suddenly something happens..as if God pays heed to the Indian fans (do
u think even one out of the innumerable fans'request would go unheard
of..no no way)
down descends the tornado shewag..belligerent,ruthless,infinitely
mean,merciless slaying any bowler on earth point blank.
laughing at the cub and gnarling at the lil cub threatenin to devour
it..as in the all time favorite "lion king".
Compare it wit Team India (that represents the largest democracy on
earth) being put to sword by every other minnow-team(not to speak of
australian s and pakistanis) boasting of dynamic youngsters or
superior team spirits than us..
Everytime our team takes guard at the field be it tests or one
dayers,the poor fans pray god that some saviour be
sent..sachins,dravids gangulies were there performing on and off..
Sachin tumbling every batting record at will and dravid wit the divine
grace of text book cricket shots..ganguly with the flamboyance like no
other.laxman with the most beautiful wristy shots..yet team india was
the cub amidst the hyenas..or rather wild wolves...
Suddenly something happens..as if God pays heed to the Indian fans (do
u think even one out of the innumerable fans'request would go unheard
of..no no way)
down descends the tornado shewag..belligerent,ruthless,infinitely
mean,merciless slaying any bowler on earth point blank.
You find shoaib akhtar the fierciest nodding his head in
disapproval,brett lee the super quickie finding the ball he delivered
disappear faster than he delivered it off his fingers.PONTING
announces that he is unleashing shaun tait(the fastest on the planet
in terms of cricket ball release)at Perth,(waca)the liveliest pitch on
earth..the pitch that is famed to litmus-test any batsman.It is said
that one who scores a century at perth can score any where.OUR young
sachin had proved it right before.The unleashed shaun tait in turn
unleashes bouncers and yorkers threatening the striker.shewag takes
the crease guard the next round and lo!wat is this...ponting stands
uprooted from his cozy field placements..the ball is cut loose over
the square..next the wacking proceeds only as sixes and not even in
boundaries..
The indian fan gives a long-heaved breath and sighs it off as a mere
flash in the pan..
Shewag announces in with longer strides that he can turn test cricket
topsy turvy..GOD he had turned the tables around.HE HAS DONE IT..LIKE
NO OTHER ..
The gurus of cricket start arguing that he is fit just for pinch
hitting and is not a class hitter..he meekly nods and accepts it
gracefully..he says""i dont think of wat kind of ball it is or wat
kind of bowler i am facing..if the ball is to be hit i just hit it "
for a while thet opponents waited to see if they can get rid of him as
they can do it to afridi..and to an extent sanath and gilly.yes,he is
susceptible rather highly susceptible..but you give him a life and you
realise the match is over before you knew it..
He failed miserably at times contributing nothin at all..
The thinktanks removed him off the playin eleven..great deed ofcourse..
There were batsmen who scored more than he would ve wen he had the
rough patch and completely off colour..and the management got
relieved....
Slowly the same scenario of cub amidst hyenas started
recouping..though not strikingly obvious the matches lacked the
crackers shewag supplied in abundance.
Some good soul gave him a respite after a year and a half and man
!!what have you done shewag.u just cracked the whip wit the blasting
double century ..triple century backing it..he has the best strike
rate on test matches than anyone else ..
Anythin well begun is half won ..anythin begun with shewag blasting
through the defences and over the fences was won in full measure..the
others just had to finish it.
Here stands our indian cricket fan wit no words to thank god to have
sent him..he is like ecstatic wit no thoughts other than to enjoy
watching him flash his bat blade with some ruthless and astonishing
speed and the blazing handeye coordination paralleled by none on the
planet..
Everyone finally agrees that he is the most destructive opener the
cricket has ever seen.more dangerous than the mighty hayden.be it
tests or ODI S..and the fan's joy knows no bounds coz shewag is on our
side..
Now we find the cricket pundits, a few of them shutting their mouths
up with no retorts..if you still find somebody telling us he is
imperfect. .lets tell him or her "yes we love shewag's
imperfection.the lone beast who sends shivers unto the toughest
opponents, the sturdiest captains,the greatest of bowlers,the
swiftest and safest fielders.we want nothing else but shewag:)to
threaten those who ill treated us in the past.creating a respected
indian team in the future ." yes let him play the way he wants..let
him fail if he cant appease us every time..but the fear thats
instilled in the opponents is there to stay.let him keep providing us
the dream indian team which we always prayed for.let us help him "live
his dream"..what more than watching a hundred thousand plus crowd at
the mecca of Indian cricket "THE EDEN GARDENS "rise in unison and give
out a thundering uproar when he slams the ball as brilliantly as he
can bringin on GOOSE FLESH not just to that crowd but to the one
billion plus indians across the globe!! the time the opponents
spend in tying him down is the time the other indian players buy to
tackle the opposition..let this dynamite/TNT/GTN be given the right
to stay til he wants to ..coz the respect we earned is garnshd wit
the fear he has instilled in the opposing ranks.dictating terms to the
opposition.there is no other shewag watsoever and..
The Indian fans salute in unison their own dear shewag for the pride
they hold in watching India play nowadays ...!!
disapproval,brett lee the super quickie finding the ball he delivered
disappear faster than he delivered it off his fingers.PONTING
announces that he is unleashing shaun tait(the fastest on the planet
in terms of cricket ball release)at Perth,(waca)the liveliest pitch on
earth..the pitch that is famed to litmus-test any batsman.It is said
that one who scores a century at perth can score any where.OUR young
sachin had proved it right before.The unleashed shaun tait in turn
unleashes bouncers and yorkers threatening the striker.shewag takes
the crease guard the next round and lo!wat is this...ponting stands
uprooted from his cozy field placements..the ball is cut loose over
the square..next the wacking proceeds only as sixes and not even in
boundaries..
The indian fan gives a long-heaved breath and sighs it off as a mere
flash in the pan..
Shewag announces in with longer strides that he can turn test cricket
topsy turvy..GOD he had turned the tables around.HE HAS DONE IT..LIKE
NO OTHER ..
The gurus of cricket start arguing that he is fit just for pinch
hitting and is not a class hitter..he meekly nods and accepts it
gracefully..he says""i dont think of wat kind of ball it is or wat
kind of bowler i am facing..if the ball is to be hit i just hit it "
for a while thet opponents waited to see if they can get rid of him as
they can do it to afridi..and to an extent sanath and gilly.yes,he is
susceptible rather highly susceptible..but you give him a life and you
realise the match is over before you knew it..
He failed miserably at times contributing nothin at all..
The thinktanks removed him off the playin eleven..great deed ofcourse..
There were batsmen who scored more than he would ve wen he had the
rough patch and completely off colour..and the management got
relieved....
Slowly the same scenario of cub amidst hyenas started
recouping..though not strikingly obvious the matches lacked the
crackers shewag supplied in abundance.
Some good soul gave him a respite after a year and a half and man
!!what have you done shewag.u just cracked the whip wit the blasting
double century ..triple century backing it..he has the best strike
rate on test matches than anyone else ..
Anythin well begun is half won ..anythin begun with shewag blasting
through the defences and over the fences was won in full measure..the
others just had to finish it.
Here stands our indian cricket fan wit no words to thank god to have
sent him..he is like ecstatic wit no thoughts other than to enjoy
watching him flash his bat blade with some ruthless and astonishing
speed and the blazing handeye coordination paralleled by none on the
planet..
Everyone finally agrees that he is the most destructive opener the
cricket has ever seen.more dangerous than the mighty hayden.be it
tests or ODI S..and the fan's joy knows no bounds coz shewag is on our
side..
Now we find the cricket pundits, a few of them shutting their mouths
up with no retorts..if you still find somebody telling us he is
imperfect. .lets tell him or her "yes we love shewag's
imperfection.the lone beast who sends shivers unto the toughest
opponents, the sturdiest captains,the greatest of bowlers,the
swiftest and safest fielders.we want nothing else but shewag:)to
threaten those who ill treated us in the past.creating a respected
indian team in the future ." yes let him play the way he wants..let
him fail if he cant appease us every time..but the fear thats
instilled in the opponents is there to stay.let him keep providing us
the dream indian team which we always prayed for.let us help him "live
his dream"..what more than watching a hundred thousand plus crowd at
the mecca of Indian cricket "THE EDEN GARDENS "rise in unison and give
out a thundering uproar when he slams the ball as brilliantly as he
can bringin on GOOSE FLESH not just to that crowd but to the one
billion plus indians across the globe!! the time the opponents
spend in tying him down is the time the other indian players buy to
tackle the opposition..let this dynamite/TNT/GTN be given the right
to stay til he wants to ..coz the respect we earned is garnshd wit
the fear he has instilled in the opposing ranks.dictating terms to the
opposition.there is no other shewag watsoever and..
The Indian fans salute in unison their own dear shewag for the pride
they hold in watching India play nowadays ...!!
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