"Yes, he is the number 1 batsman in the world, but he is not the same old Dhoni"
"He has an average of 73.33 this year, but he isnt that old single handed match winner"
"He has changed. He does not have the same old flamboyance of the past, flouting long locks of hair and sending a rage of fear into the very best in the business"
"148 and 183 wont be repeated"
But yesterday, was the blast-from-the-past reminder of MSD, reminding the fraternity that he still had in him to clear the ropes at will and tear apart the opposition. He still is one of the hardest hitters of the cricket ball.
Thanks MSD for rekindling those same old past memories.. !
"Yes, you are the #1 batsman in the world"
"You justify your 73.33 average"
"You have changed for better, and you can switch gears at will"
"148 and 183 would be improved upon"
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
My White Nokia 5300 !
I had a cell.
I had that cell for the last 4 years.
It was perfect, so, i loved it and it loved me.
It loved me because... .. .. so, it was the only one who loved me.
But, you see, I was a fool, always ignoring stuffs, exerting at the wrong times and 'letting things go' when i had it all.. But still (dont bother "how n why"), that cell gave me direct, clear indirect indications about the people i must talk to and the people who wanted to talk to me.
But then, as you see.. I kept on ignoring.
And then, enroute to a recent trip.. (though I should have guessed), it 'broke itself', coz it could do nothin else, coz i kept on ignoring. And now, I can do nothing.
I lost all my 4000 odd irreplaceable messages. And, I have a mixed feeling about this. And, I have also lost all my contacts, very few of which I would not like to add again, wished they never were at the very first place... and again, you see, I have a mixed feeling about this.
And as it stands now, i realize why its so difficult to connect the dots in real time and hell lot easier when you do the same for the past. And this realization came really late, after i have ignored those "direct n clear, but quite indirect indications" of my 5300. But, now i can see myself connecting all those dots.
Well, I would miss that swift sliding of the cell and the consequent brisk ruffling sound. And worse, Nokia doesnt make any of those sliding phones anymore. i could never imagine, that 5300 would break off, just never realized we were so deeply attached.
PS1: i am not well, but i am not sick and i dont drink.
So, dont get nettled after reading this "seemingly" senseless and annoying piece of text.
PS2: "It's true that we don't know what we ve got until we lose it but it s also true that we don t know what we ve been missing until it arrives."
Its indeed true !
hmm... i think I saw an ad yesterday about a red Nokia Touch Express Music.
I had that cell for the last 4 years.
It was perfect, so, i loved it and it loved me.
It loved me because... .. .. so, it was the only one who loved me.
But, you see, I was a fool, always ignoring stuffs, exerting at the wrong times and 'letting things go' when i had it all.. But still (dont bother "how n why"), that cell gave me direct, clear indirect indications about the people i must talk to and the people who wanted to talk to me.
But then, as you see.. I kept on ignoring.
And then, enroute to a recent trip.. (though I should have guessed), it 'broke itself', coz it could do nothin else, coz i kept on ignoring. And now, I can do nothing.
I lost all my 4000 odd irreplaceable messages. And, I have a mixed feeling about this. And, I have also lost all my contacts, very few of which I would not like to add again, wished they never were at the very first place... and again, you see, I have a mixed feeling about this.
And as it stands now, i realize why its so difficult to connect the dots in real time and hell lot easier when you do the same for the past. And this realization came really late, after i have ignored those "direct n clear, but quite indirect indications" of my 5300. But, now i can see myself connecting all those dots.
Well, I would miss that swift sliding of the cell and the consequent brisk ruffling sound. And worse, Nokia doesnt make any of those sliding phones anymore. i could never imagine, that 5300 would break off, just never realized we were so deeply attached.
PS1: i am not well, but i am not sick and i dont drink.
So, dont get nettled after reading this "seemingly" senseless and annoying piece of text.
PS2: "It's true that we don't know what we ve got until we lose it but it s also true that we don t know what we ve been missing until it arrives."
Its indeed true !
hmm... i think I saw an ad yesterday about a red Nokia Touch Express Music.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
The Game of Life
The sweetest ones, are the ones secretly ruining your life
The bitter, are unknowingly teaching you how to live
The selfish are using you
the modest are getting used to you
The cunning seem so nice
The innocent so evil
The confused are confusing you
The smart, are all overrated
The geek who sat on the front bench, was your past
the guy looking back at you from the mirror, is NOT you
The dude sitting at the back of the class, is what you always wanted to be
and that is what you think you are
but the only person you don't want to be like, is still you
The ones you love, are the ones who used to love you
The ones you hate, are the ones you yourself used to love
The girl smiling at you is not retarded, she loves you
The girl you are constantly staring it, will never even look back at you
The guy besides you, is trying his best to get ahead
The guy in front of you, is holding his position
The guy behind you is charging up every millisecond
The world around you is collapsing, your emotions are dying,
You are breaking every single promise you ever made to yourself
...
Your best friend died last winter, and you? you didn't even cry
For the first time in life, you failed this semester, and you laughed about it?
What is happening? Who is Changing? You or they?
The person who taught you, expects a lot from you
Your lonely parents want you to talk to them every night, but you don't
When was the last time you called your schooltime friend?
Do you even know if he's still alive? No, you don't!
The ones who are holding your hands right now, are pulling you closer to hell
The ones fleeting past your life, wanted to take you to the brighter side
You are stuck in the middle of nowhere, and still you don't panic
You know why?
because that was where you always were.
You tried to become one among them, congratulations you made it
But let me give you the bad news my friend,
You lost
You lost yourself... !
... not my own.. copied it from sommewhere.
The bitter, are unknowingly teaching you how to live
The selfish are using you
the modest are getting used to you
The cunning seem so nice
The innocent so evil
The confused are confusing you
The smart, are all overrated
The geek who sat on the front bench, was your past
the guy looking back at you from the mirror, is NOT you
The dude sitting at the back of the class, is what you always wanted to be
and that is what you think you are
but the only person you don't want to be like, is still you
The ones you love, are the ones who used to love you
The ones you hate, are the ones you yourself used to love
The girl smiling at you is not retarded, she loves you
The girl you are constantly staring it, will never even look back at you
The guy besides you, is trying his best to get ahead
The guy in front of you, is holding his position
The guy behind you is charging up every millisecond
The world around you is collapsing, your emotions are dying,
You are breaking every single promise you ever made to yourself
...
Your best friend died last winter, and you? you didn't even cry
For the first time in life, you failed this semester, and you laughed about it?
What is happening? Who is Changing? You or they?
The person who taught you, expects a lot from you
Your lonely parents want you to talk to them every night, but you don't
When was the last time you called your schooltime friend?
Do you even know if he's still alive? No, you don't!
The ones who are holding your hands right now, are pulling you closer to hell
The ones fleeting past your life, wanted to take you to the brighter side
You are stuck in the middle of nowhere, and still you don't panic
You know why?
because that was where you always were.
You tried to become one among them, congratulations you made it
But let me give you the bad news my friend,
You lost
You lost yourself... !
... not my own.. copied it from sommewhere.
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