I dun know what it is,
Why it is...
And I do not have the courage to ask.
I am moving with the wind,
Just following my heart.
A day at a time,
There's nothing the heart asks for.
But a silent hope,
A wish…
To have...just a DAY more…

The “Happiness Ambassador”

Coca-cola, a world-leading beverage firm, has announced Sachin Tendulkar as their new “Happiness Ambassador”. A tardy decision, or that’s what I feel, as this man has now been the “Happiness Ambassador” of the country for over two decades. It is not easy to possess the mandate to lift the spirits of such a large nation, but he has done that consistently. He has single handedly lifted to moods of this entire nation umpteen number of times.
Little master blaster! One among the Magnificent Seven who form the mighty Indian batting line-up. Toiled hard, got soaked in pressure, breathed the moments and delivered something special every time he came on field. The out and out ‘ Mumbaiya’ who made the entire Cricket fraternity fall in love with him by giving some standout performances, showcasing talent that make one drop his jaw, and bringing smiles on millions of faces . . .
Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar a name that needs no introduction. Just type ‘Sac’ and even the great Google could not think of anything but Sachin. The virtuoso has registered his place in the top order of the Indian cricketing pantheon.
This soul has been playing and winning for India for almost 22 long years and yet not stopped. He cannot stop infact.
Whether Sachin hits a triple ton or not…
Whether His records remain immortal or gets broken…
This man will live in the hearts of all Indians and all those who admire cricket around the globe forever and ever, just for his unflinching integrity to the nation and divine passion for the game.
There is nothing one can write or say about the Genius which is still unsaid (Not talking ‘bout the secrets His bat has yet to reveal). The best way to understand the might of ze MAN is better not speak about it....
We don't have that many words!!
~Take a Bow~

A Legend named Sachin...

“Beneath the helmet, under that unruly curly hair, inside the cranium, there is something we don’t know, something beyond scientific measure. Something that allows him to soar, to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even fathom. When he goes out to bat, people switch on their TV sets and switch off their lives”
-BBC on Sachin

"""I don't know about cricket but still I watch cricket to see SACHIN playing...not because i love his play it's because to know the reason why my country's productionreduced to 50% when he (SACHIN) is batting..."""
-Barack Obama

"On a train from Shimla to Delhi, there was a halt in one of the stations. The train stopped by for few minutes as usual. Sachin was nearing century, batting on 98. The passengers, railway officials, everyone on the train waited for Sachin to complete the century. This Genius can stop time in India!!"
- Peter Roebuck (Aussie Journalist )

“Sometimes you get so engrossed in watching batsmen like Rahul Dravid and Sachin Tendulkar that you lose focus on your job.”
-Yaseer Hameed

“Nothing bad can happen to us if we’re on a plane in India with Sachin Tendulkar on it.”
-Hashim Amla, the South African batsman, reassures himself as he boards a flight

"I have seen God; he bats at no. 4 for India"
- Mathew Hayden

If I've to bowl to Sachin, I'll bowl with my helmet on. He hits the ball so hard.
- Dennis Lillee

“To Sachin, the man we all want to be”
- What Andrew Symonds wrote on an aussie t-shirt he autographed specially for Sachin

Sachin is a genius. I'm a mere mortal.
- Brian Lara

“Tuzhe pata hai tune kiska catch chhoda hai?”
-Wasim Akram to Abdul Razzaq when the latter dropped Sachin’s catch during the India Pakistan match in the 2003 World Cup.

“We did not lose to a team called India…we lost to a man called Sachin”
-Mark Taylor, during the test match in Chennai (1997)
“The more I see of him the more confused I’m getting to which is his best knock.”
-M. L. Jaisimha

“The joy he brings to the millions of his countrymen, the grace with which he handles all the adulation and the expectations and his innate humility -all make for a one-in-a-billion individual”
-Glenn McGrath

“I can be hundred per cent sure that Sachin will not play for a minute longer when he is not enjoying himself. He is still so eager to go out there and play. He will play as long as he feels he can play.”
-Anjali, Sachin’s Wife

“Even my father’s name is Sachin Tendulkar.”
-Tendulkar’s daughter, Sara, tells her class her father’s name after the teacher informs them of a restaurant of the same name in Mumbai.

“I am fortunate that I’ve to bowl at him only in the nets!”
-ANIL KUMBLE

Question: Who do you think as most important celebrity ?
Shahrukh: There was a big party where stars from bollywood and cricket were invited. Suddenly, there was a big noise, all wanted to see approaching Amitabh Bachhan. Then Sachin entered the hall and Amitabh was leading the queue to get a grab of the GENIUS!!
-A quote of Shahrukh Khan from one of his interviews

“India me aap PrimeMinister ko ek Baar Katghare me khada kar sakte hain..Par Sachin Tendulkar par Ungli nahi utha Sakte..”
-Navjot Singh Sidhu

“He can play that leg glance with a walking stick also .”
-Waqar Younis

“I WILL SEE GOD WHEN I DIE BUT TILL THEN I WILL SEE SACHIN “
-Displayed on a banner at a cricket ground

Both of us have come a long away and it is a great honour that Tendulkar thinks I come close to resembling him as a batsman. It is a great honour, like a dream come true. If I die tomorrow I'll be the happiest man because I played this game because of Tendulkar, and Tendulkar himself saying that I resemble him - there is no bigger compliment than that.
-Virendra Sehwag

He is someone sent from up there to play cricket and go back.
-Ravi Shastri

“Sachin Tendulkar has often reminded me of a veteran army colonel who has many medals on his chest to show how he has conquered bowlers all over the world. “
- Allan Donald

“There are 2 kind of batsmen in the world. One, Sachin Tendulkar. Two, all the others.”
-Andy Flower

“Commit all your crimes when Sachin is batting, they will go unnoticed, bcouz even Lord is busy watching him play”
-A banner in Sydney by the Australian fans

Let's hold hands,
and walk back in time.
To meet...
A younger Him, a younger Her,
To feel again the care, the warmth,
catch the frozen tears that had rolled down.
To live those thousands of dreams;
which silently perched in the sparkiling eyes.
And to discover The Love, somewhere in between the lines....

Why not seize the day to check out how your life is going? Rethink your errors and remember your successes, forgive yourself for your failures and take pride in your achievements. And remember that these errors, successes, failures and achievements are your story, the story of your life. And for this reason they should all be equally valued. Without them, you would not be who you are today. Why not raise a toast and wish urself lots of peace, health, happiness and, of course, lots of love.... ;)

Happy Birthday to ME:)

The Borderless World

After the massive bloodshed, numerous protests, at the stake of several lives, finally India became free....Well don’t get mislead as am not going to write anything regarding the freedom struggle nor am oozing patriotism. But the question that often raps my restless mind is....Free from what??...Is this the only freedom we were craving for?...Was just the Tiranga on the red-fort, the coveted plan??...Are we really living in a free world?? Am afraid, we are not...
Viewing the breathless preparation for the 62nd Independence Day, I was struck by the thought...Do we really have a reason to celebrate? Do we really deserve to congratulate ourselves? Have we lived up to the promises made so far?? Or are we just fancied by the aphorism...rules and promises are meant to be broken!!.. Ha!
Indian constitution is classified as one of the best constitutions ever written but it’s a pity that our very own people...the compatriots are not able to imbibe the salient features. For instance let’s take Freedom of speech and expression...either take it literally or the deep essence...it corresponds to spinning one’s mental wheel and simply pour what it churns...True, not every idea, every thought, can be accepted by the masses...there will be contradictions...clashes of opinions...but we do have the liberty to opine. Then why the hell our esteemed writers have to face humiliation whenever they come forth with some hard core facts or revolutionary sentiments/ideas/thoughts...Whether it’s Salman Roushdie or Tasleema Nasreen (Bangladeshi writer).....is it the only way we are left with for dissension...or we just picture our writers as the soignée swans who’ll always present some sugar coated toasts that can be easily munched!!
Forgetting about the big examples for a moment if we peep into the common life styles...do we have an appreciable number of people who really have the guts to think beyond the social constraints...come-up with some novel ideas...We Indians are supposed to be the most spiritual beings...extremely religious, having firm believe in mythology...Even a small kid is assumed to learn all the basic chants by heart and the biography of all our mythological heroes...No wonder we worship these characters like anything and call them God...but are we able to accept them in the real life?...Can our so called theist society accept the Radha or Meera in their culture??
“Experts in ancient Greek culture say that people back then didn’t see their thoughts as belonging to them. When ancient Greeks had a thought, it occurred to them as a god or goddess giving an order. Apollo was telling them to be brave. Athena was telling them to fall in love.
Now people hear a commercial for sour cream potato chips and rush out to buy, but now they call this free will.
At least the ancient Greeks were being honest”
These are one of the best suited lines by Chuck Palahniuk .
Today most of our thoughts and actions are governed by the parochial society....the constraints laid by it...ignorant of the one who has imposed them...the father of this genesis...
Question is...are we really able to restrain our mind...can we control the thought process...can we restrain our brain to think in the predefined periphery...Hmmm we can not...answer is a solid NO...we cannot stop our mind...it’s free to love....it’s free to hate...it’s free to forgive...it’s free to traverse in the future...in the past....to the places we can’t really imagine ourselves to be in....
So why curl up and die, when we can stretch ourselves and make a difference? Why shut our self in cocoons; why not lift, and give our dreams a flight? Let go your imagination run riot...It’s the passion that turns a small idea into a global thing. So break out of the 5% terrain of conventional thinking and access the 95% which is uncharted...Refuse to be ordinary...Life is all about three Es...Explore...Experience...Express....
Enjoy the freedom to explore,...freedom to experience,...freedom to express....Remember it’s better to stand out than to just fit in...Believe me sky is not the limit....unleash thyself n you’ll find it’s way too short to satisfy you....Jago India!!
Think beyond...after all it’s a borderless world!!

Understanding.....rather good understanding is the bases for every relationship.... to love/hate/like/dislike....or simply feel for a person....one needs to understand him/her....Without understanding, all these feelings are superfluous...People often get confused between ‘knowing’ and ‘understanding’.... According to me, comparatively it’s much easier to know a person than to understand...Knowing is not much more than mere details or information, which you can obviously elicit from various other sources....well, am not attempting to slenderize the importance of knowing...but what values more is understanding...it’s deep...and the ‘knowledge’ does not guarantee better understanding though sometimes it makes the task easier...
All the time we are aware of million of things around us- these changing shapes, endless roads, chirping of birds, the sound of an engine, each rock and weed and fence post and piece of debris beside the road- aware of these things but not really conscious of them unless there is something unusual or unless they reflect something we are predisposed to see. Almost same thing happens with the gestures, expressions, reflexes, silences...we all are aware of these simple attributes but scarce give a damn...True, we could not possibly be conscious of these things and remember all of them because our mind would be so full of useless details we would be unable to think. But shit happens when from all this awareness we select, according to our convenience, as what we select and call consciousness is never the same as the awareness because the process of selection mutates it. We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world...
Once we have the handful of sand, the world of which we are conscious, a process of discrimination goes to work on it. We divide the sand into parts. This and that. Here and there. Black and white. Now and then. The discrimination is the division of the conscious universe into parts. And not to forget here we had already left some of the important attributes...which actually are important to understand a person as a whole....and the discrimination according to our own mental faculty clutters the actual image...
The handful of sand looks uniform at first, but the longer we look on it the more diverse we find it to be. Each grain of sand is different. No two are alike. Some are similar in one way, some are similar in another way, and we can form the sand into separate piles on the basis of this similarity and dissimilarity. We think the process of subdivision and classification would come to an end somewhere, but it doesn’t. It just goes on and on.
Classical understanding is concerned with the piles and the basis for sorting and interrelating them. Romantic understanding is directed toward the handful of sand before the sorting begins. Both are valid ways of looking at the world although irreconcilable with each other.
What is more important is to unite the two kind of understanding into one. Such an understanding will not reject sand-sorting or contemplation of unsorted sand for its own sake. Such an understanding will instead seek to direct attention to the endless landscape from which the sand is taken.
The major problem occurs when we encounter changes. No doubt with a change something is almost always killed. But what is less noticed in the arts-something is always created too....which is just an extension of personality...or we can call it growth...And instead of just dwelling on what is killed (or sometimes just commuted) it’s also important to see what’s created and to see the process as a kind of death-birth continuity that is neither good or bad, but just is....

...Retrospect...

Here comes the day,
the day we all were longing for,
just the thought of which turns my heart on
Along comes the rainbow, smiling above the clouds,
and the zephyr making ambience more pleasant and sound
I was gay enjoying the day,
amidst love and cheer...
Involved so deeply, ignored the silent fear;
But again,
how can Life be so gentle, suave and calm!!
I was thankful in vain,
Time has got different plans!!
There arrived the heavy clouds, only darkness can be seen.
The streaks of lightening pierced,
but no time to grieve.
I stride alone, I have to;
had a goal to achieve...
Trembled, jostled, and risen again in the midst of broken dreams.
Now when I sit back in a room, peeping through a window wide,
flashing back in the buried lane,
the hours cut, as they pass, like a knife.
Heart ached at the sorry figure of silent shadows...
In this fortress dream of sorrow, one day I swept the flipside,
And finally manage to get back my smile as I agnised:
Yes, the night had brought all the suffering,
but has lit the path ahead for few,
though many dreams had shattered in the process
But all this has demoed a new vision to follow...