Monday, April 27, 2009

WHy I love the IPL

IPL stands for the Indian Premier League cricket tournament. The yearly tournament featuring teams from eight cities namely Delhi, Calcutta, Rajasthan, Punjab, Bangalore, Chennai, Hyderabad and my personal favorite Mumbai.

IPL wouldn’t have been started if it weren’t for the ICL, at least that’s what I think. Kapil Dev and his cronies came up of this idea to start a tournament similar to the English Premier league which is held in England every year which has a massive fan following all over the globe. But since this tournament wasn’t going to earn our “beloved” BCCI any money, the tournament was banned.

Then the “brilliant” Mr. Lalit Modi comes up with his idea of the IPL basically to counter the ICL. Unfortunatley for the ICL, the IPL has turned into a major blockbuster, atleast in India. And now due to elections in India, the IPL season – 2 is being played in South Africa. Call it providence or fate or whatever, this present and ideal opportunity for the game to be marketed in that country.

Any way I am not here to debate anything for nor against the IPL. I just want to analyze how I feel about the IPL.

Since I can remember, I have always been a sports fanatic, any sports for that matter. I always loved sports competitions, playing as well as watching. Sports are in my blood!

The best thing about the IPL is to watch the combinations within each team. Since each team has 4 foreign players, you get to watch a combination of Indians and the rest of the world within each team. Without the IPL you wouldn’t see Adam Glchrist and Herscelle Gibbs open the batting together, not Chris Gayle and Brendon Mccullum, and my dream opening pair… Sachin Tendulkar and Sanath jayasuriya. How about Zaheer Khan and Lasith Malinga opening the bowling together?

How about the incredible Shane Warne, an Australian, supporting and showing confidence in an unknown left arm 18 year old Indian bowler kamran Khan and making his the main strike bowler of his team. How about MS Dhoni captaining Chennai team which includes the incredible Mathew Hayden and FLintoff.

The combinations and permutations of every team makes you watch with intense anticipation.

How about countrymen who stand shoulder to shoulder for their countries having to face each other? Irfan Pathan slamming his brother for a six, and Yusuf replying in kind with two boundaries off Irfan. Flintoff bowling to Kevin Peterson, Muralitharan bowling to Jayasuriya, Kumble bowling to Sachin. All awesomely anticipated encounters.

To top it all off the games just last for about 3 and a half hours. As good as watching a long Hindi movie.

Fantastic isn’t it.?

Actually folks I was planning to put down something else here, some sad thoughts , but strangely mind mind just refused to be drawn towards the sadness in my life. My mind wants just to think about the IPL. Seriously since the IPL began I haven’t had the time to think of all my life’s problems. The only things my brain focuses on right now is how will Mumbai fare against Kolkata, or when will jayasuriya and Sachin both fire together. My mind doesn’t want to go into my sadnees, my black hole at all.

Nice isn’t it.. That’s why I love the IPL….. Sadness banished….. happiness revisited. SO folks , as long as the IPL is on, depression is gone…….. IPL RULEZZZZZZZZ

(((I know I know, another disconnected blog entry ----- its my brain u see…. :D ))))

Destiny Vs Will Power – part 1

Destiny – Definition: Whatever happens is supposed to happen, and cannot happen in any other way.

Will Power – Definition: Whatever happens is the result of the decision and action you take with the choices life hands over to you.

Well the wise men would say that weak people would believe the first one and strong willed people would believe the second one. Its not always the case. Or if I could put it a little better, conceited people or people who feel themselves to be superior believe the second.

And then there are those sane ones who put in a dose of their Karma theory to propose the first and counter argue that your karma will finally decide the future.

Let me give this problem to my brain to feed on.

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Well the system seems to have hanged, overloaded I guess. My brain it seems was simultaneously contemplating the schedule for fireproofing works, the best way to out-think my new manager and the bikini shots of Neetu Chandra. So this present problem caused its system to hang.

Anyways…. If destiny is supposed to dominate life over our planet then the question arises that who wrote it. God obviously… but what for? What is the point of writing a play and making sure all the characters of the play behave as per your instructions, when you yourself are the one watching it? OR maybe the One- God theory is wrong and your fellow Gods are watching it. Then it could make some sense. You create the universe and create all kinds of planets and solar systems, galaxies for the entertainment of the fellow Gods. But who wants to watch discovery channel all the time right? Where is the action, the reaction, the ermmm… emotion, the drama, the suspense. I am sure the Gods would have got bored of watching the planets rotate all the time. And so u had to create us humans, the ultimate blockbuster channel. The human channel…. Awesome…….

Ooops…. Sorry.. got distracted from the topic as usual.

I am not at all bothered about the happenings in our universe, I am more interested in the WHY. Why does everything that exist.. exist at all. What’s the point?

Anyway… this question of mine is never ever going to be answered so… I will hopefully get back to the main topic. If I cannot then I will just get back to my work.

Hmmmm….

My brain seems to be more interested in Kate Perry in bikini…. Grrr…. Later folks…..

Internet Friendships

Mr. A – Hi.
Miss B – Hi
Mr. A – a s l please.
Miss B – 23, female mumbai, you?
Mr.A – 24, male New Delhi.

And thus starts every conversation in a chat room. Where and how far the conversation leads depends upon the chatting abilities of the two.

I remember when internet had first come to my city in Udupi, Karnataka in the late 1990’s. It was like this new craze, this new pass time. All of us became very interested in the internet. All of us had the need, this desire to open new email accounts, send an email to a friend even if u saw him for 6 hours a day. Visit websites and learn about the world of the internet. I mean it was a craze. Many of the youngsters were crazy about the internet.

But guess which site became more popular? Yes yes the chat rooms. Guys, mostly guys would login to their respective accounts, go to rooms of their choosing and look for girls to chat with. Any user they found, whom they suspected to be girls, they went after. Now how many girls actually came online, no one would ever know. But guys would really be persistent.

And then there were those guys who never found any girls to chat with, and decided to vent their frustrations on all the other guys on the internet by posing as girls. They were those kinds who would derive immense pleasure in posing as girls and sending the boys on a wild goose chase. They would even suddenly have this brilliant idea of chatting wit a girl using a fictitious female user ID. Some lucky guys actually found to their delight that other girls really were very talkative once they found out that you are a girl, they would have a long chat with this girl and after a long conversation would have this feeling of introducing himself as a guy, only to find out that the girl he was talking to was also another guy.

May be this phenomenon still exists, I would never know because I stopped entering chat rooms a long time ago. Well, after a short time some people like yours truly do smarten up. I too would visit chat rooms, find people to chat with, have long conversations and later find out the person in front of you was bluffing. Somehow… how would you put it… real friends, those people around you, provided more meaning to life than the ones in the chat rooms. Very rarely you would find someone really nice, only to never see or hear from that person again. Or you would meet someone you liked before, whom u chatted with once and enjoyed and would be embarrassed to find out that the person didn’t remember you. Of course since that person would have chatted with hundreds of people in between.

So chat rooms I avoided. Any unknown person sending me a message would be ignored.

Then came social websites like facebook, orkut, yahoo 360. here you could actually see the person’s pictures, their profiles and other personal information the user put about herself/himself.
I liked yahoo 360 in the beginning. This was and still is a site wherein you could post your thoughts like a personal diary. I met lots of interesting people in here. People who had a gift for words, people who had lived interesting lives, It was very interesting. Many people would post some incident about their lives, even trivial ones and this would take you in a nostalgic journey to that page of your life that you had forgotten about.

But unfortunately there was a 4-5 month time lag in between where I couldn’t access the internet as much as I used to. When I logged back in to the site I found that many of the people there had also stopped updating their pages. I felt a little strange, like not knowing what had become of them.

This made me wonder again about internet friendships. Why would I look for friendships from unknown people on the internet.

Real life friendships I had learnt were not meant to be kept for a long time. As one of my close friends always says, promises are meant to be broken. I wonder if this thought applies to friendship too. At least on the internet. The same friend even talked about relationships having an expiry date.

I have lost count of how many people I became friendly with on the net who just upped and disappeared. Many of those friends whom I met after long time were just not enthusiastic enough to continue where we had left. This applied to me too, because I rarely remembered what subject we used to chat about.

Well. I think there are very few genuinely friendly people in the world. The kind who would … you know… keep friendship for long. In my real life I have just one friend whom I can say has been my old friend since we have been in contact since the day we met. But the others… come and go, some do reappear but its hard to be remain in contact.

I think we all look for some particular quality in the person we are chatting with. Some like to chat with funny people, some prefer to talk to naughty ones, most of them prefer raunchy ones. Most of us just need someone to talk to just to feel good I suppose.

You can always make friends through the internet, very few of them will remain with you for long. Some may actually become real, in front of ur face friends too. You will see life in various forms through them, some of them will make you even remember your childhood, some may need ur advice, some could give you advice. You will find all kinds of people with all kinds of life experiences.

If you are looking for permanent friendship then don’t keep your hopes up. But if u want to learn about people and their lives, internet is awesome.

((( sorry for the abrupt ending)))

PAIN

There is something in you, that you are ashamed of, something in you that you try to hide, something in you that you totally despise.

You move through life, going through agony, going through pain. You know you have weaknesses, but you cant allow them to be seen. You have fear, you have phobias, but you try to bury them in a closet and hope it remains there.

All the while you move about life with a false smile on your face. You create humour as a defense against your pain. You move through life hoping time will ease your pain, you move through life hoping time will reduce your pain.

But the pain remains, it remains there in your closet, showing its ugly face just when you feel free from it. Just when you feel you are about to conquer it, it comes in swooping like a mammoth, Reminding you of its existence, reminding you of its control over you.

You can see it is there, you can see it is destroying you, but you turn a blind eye, hoping to see it disappear.

But you agony continues, crippling you killing you slowly, eroding your mighty brain and heart till you become totally helpless.The agony and pain relentless, beating you, holding you a prisoner within its powerful grasp until you feel totally helpless.

What do u do my friend? Do you give up? Do u let the pain control you? Do you accept defeat and live your life in pain?

What do u do my friend? What do you do?

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You challenge it.

Yes that’s it my friend... you challenge it.... you accept the existence of your fear and your pain, but you challenge it.

You look in to the eyes of the monster and you challenge it. You may lose a few times, but there will be times that you will overcome it. The sense of accomplishment and the sense of happiness you get during those times will drive you ahead so that you don’t lose hope. You keep fighting the pain; you keep fighting your insecurities until they exist no more.

When you realize your weakness, your phobia, you realize that the only way to counter it is to attack it. Unless you do that, you will always be in pain. Do your best to counter it, every time it raises its ugly head try to squash it.

Once you realize that all the problems just lie in your head, you will be able to move forward. You will be able to relax again.

You are the master of your own mind and body; you are the one who lets yourself feel the pain. You are the one who lets yourself be beaten. The power to control the monster lies within you.

Do not lose hope my friend

You are not the only one out there, there are plenty of them out there, hiding their fears in their closets. But not everyone fights, in fact very few of them ever do.

This is your life my friend, do not let the monster dictate its terms to you. It’s your right to live your life as you wish to.

SO what are you waiting for? Look at your fear straight into its eyes look at it long and hard, and sound the battle horn. You are going to fight. Fight the monster until it is dead.