Sachin is no HUMAN ...

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If there would be one man in this country who is being discussed by a LKG going school kid to a man waiting at the door steps of death, it gotta be Sir Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. Good or bad, appreciation or critics, this man is dissected beyond recognition by every greedy INDIAN, it is not easy to live in a world where everybody wants to have a pie of your life, every move, every action of yours is being put under the microscope and  blown beyond proportions. It actually gives a sick feeling when you have to think a million times before even you keep a step, it is not always easy to avoid a billion eyes staring at you and that stare is always greedy and demanding and puts you under pressure to perform all the time, it is more like "You should not make a mistake", We all know that it is easier said than done. "I am a die-hard fan of Sachin", to me this is one of the most redundant statement an INDIAN can make, because there would be just handful of "no-brainers" who pretend as if they hate or dislike Sachin Tendulkar. This post is nothing but a "Letter" to my GOD, my role model, my unseen mentor, my life ... Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar ...

Dear Sachin,

First let me pray to GOD to give you all the strength and energy to cater to the needs of this greedy and ruthless nation which does not show you any mercy and always tax you to achieve unimaginable peaks. On your 37th birthday, me being one amongst your billion fans, wish you from the bottom of my heart that you should have a hale and healthy life and if at all I have the power to take away 1 year from my life span and add it to your account, I will be more than happy to do that, see, the greediness of your fans does not stop only with your on-field performances, we are even more greedy that you should live more than 100 years and still play cricket. I know you do not like to be addressed as GOD, but tell me one thing Sachin, do you really think that you are a human ? You don’t possess any qualities of a human being, you do not even fall under that category, you know why ?? Let me give you few pointers to make you understand the fact that you are actually a GOD and not a human.

Humans by definition - They are selfish people, they just care only about themselves, even the slightest of fame or money they just don't stand grounded, when they think that they have a huge battalion of supporters behind their back, they tend to involve in politics and try to disrupt the peace of this nation, when praised on their actions they feel elated and when criticized they get agitated and angry, they don't know how to control their emotions when provoked, they tend to lose concentration and feel satisfied when the entire world says that "he or she is great", they always feel that they have achieved more and there is nothing more left to achieve in their own field, they are made and designed to be greedy and jealous of others performing well. Touch your heart and tell me, do you possess any of these qualities ?? NO NO NO NO NO. When you do not have such basic qualities of a human-being, how can we call you as human, so the next big thing in this world is GOD and hence you are a GOD to all of us.

Sachin, I still remember the day when I met you at the MAC in Chennai, it was one of the most unforgettable day in my life which I still cherish, It must be some 13 years back, I missed my way to my seat at the stadium, and I accidently walked past the players stand, of course some 10 meters away, I just could not keep a step forward when I saw you at that close distance, I ignored the screaming of the security guard who asked me to move, I just could not control myself and hence I screamed "Sachinnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" and immediately you turned towards my side and I did the "bow" and you flashed your charming smile at me and when I raised a "thumbs-up" you reciprocated to me with a "wave and a smile", I seriously felt, I could have died that moment, and fortunately I have photographed that instance in my memory and that will never fade. The kind of magnetism you have and the kind of impact you have made in my life, cannot be put into words in this post, those should be cherished inside me and I thank you every day for all the mentoring you did for me (without even seeing me). Life is like a pure white shirt and it is prone to get dirty, if we decide to concentrate only on the dirt, we fail to appreciate the brightness that white shirt has, similarly we can find loopholes to criticize Sachin, but in that exercise, we fail to admire the genius of him, so you critics, just grow up and see the brighter side of life.

No one in this country will have to manage such a pressure as you manage, whenever you walk out on the field with you bat, this greedy nation expects you to hit 6 sixes in an over and score a double hundred all the time, and I don't need to say how ruthless your fans were, because it is the same fan who wrote "If Cricket is a religion, Sachin is GOD" and also when you were out of form for a brief period of your career, the same fan had the guts to show a banner saying "T "End" ulkar". In every case one thing that was constant is, you always had your head over the shoulders, you once said in an interview that "It was hurting" and let me tell you Sachin, I felt ashamed that I too was one of those ruthless fans, who criticized you and said "You better retire and not damage your name any further", and you know the reason ?? It is all because of you, as you have trained us to be greedier by setting up new milestones for you every time and like a baby we always wanted to be entertained. I had tears rolling over my cheeks when you went out for a duck (golden duck) against Srilanka during your comeback tour, and the slow walk you made to the pavilion said it all and that's when Ian Chappel said - If Sachin has to stand in front of the mirror and ask "Mirror Mirror, Do I have to retire now, the answer would be Yes". That day my heart was completely broken.

You are a magician Sachin, you know when to pull out a trick and make the audience happy, and that is what you exactly did during the tour of England, you smashed the english bowlers all over the park and for your fans we literally felt as if you were reborn, and there started your magical journey once again, and as you always say "My best is yet to come ..." we are now realizing that this is what you mean. 2008 you reinvented yourself and that rang the death bells for bowlers like "Shoaib Akthar", "Dalye Steyn", "Bret Lee" and folks of that caliber. Those critics who were feasting on your downfall were searching for holes to hide themselves and your knock of 200 (n.o) was simply beyond worldly pleasures, that day, that match against the mighty South Africans, we did not see Sachin Tendulkar batting, we were witnessing GOD playing cricket with a helmet and pads on after shedding his bow and arrows. Again, you made me cry that day, and this time it is out of happiness as words fail to express my joy, tears were sweet and not salty that day. You’re so called critics who I refer as no-brainers too have no choice other than standing up and give you a "bow", and still you were grounded and not flying. This is one more incident to convince you to that you are not a mere human.

One thing I wanted to tell to your critics on your behalf is, Guys, when you all scream that Sachin is playing for records, do you no-brainers know that it is not an easy joke to go out and play and hit centuries ? Do you think that records are planned ?? It is not like you sit on your dinner table and say, "Ok, tomorrow I am going to hit a century and increase my record count", guys, it is all about performance and the willingness to perform. I always used to say, cricket is very very easy to "talk" and not to "play". Without the will to perform and a passion for that game no individual could have achieved so much, you all talk as if setting up records is a "day to day activity", just rewind your life and see what you have achieved in your field, it will be next to zero. When you perform with full commitment, records just follow and happen, and no one can plan to set records in his life. Playing for the nation for 20 long years is truly unbelievable and still maintaining the top spot and respect across the cricketing fraternity is seriously not a human behavior. Sachin, you have created your own imaginary "Himalayan Mountains" which is much bigger than the original "Himalayas" and you are climbing fast towards its peak and the kind of enthusiasm and energy you have at this age is not "human" once again.

I have seen you right from the first game you played for INDIA, leaving aside the magic you weave on the field by tearing apart the opposition, what really shook me is your nature of composure, keeping your head on your shoulders, keeping your feet grounded in spite of such great achievements. I have not achieved anything in my life so far, but when I achieve the goal of my life, I would certainly want to take a leaf out of your life and try to pretend as if I am grounded (at least pretend). Just let us know the secret of you being so down to earth even though the entire nation is ready to fall under your feet. It cannot be possible by a human Sachin, try to understand that, you are not fit to be called as human, we have not seen GOD, but if at all there is GOD, we know, he will be like you. May you live longer and keep feeding these hungry fans by setting up new milestones in your glorifying career and I know there will be a day when you call it "quits", I should either go deaf and blind before that or I should leave this world forever. I will NOT follow that game if you are not going to play, my life and passion towards cricket started because of you, and I want that to end when you decide to leave that game.

I don't know if I am blessed to see you again in my life, but I am happy in seeing you at that close distance once, and I don't want to erase that from my memory. I don't have the age or the quality to bless you, I feel I have the right to pray for you and your goodwill, so my prayers for your success, happiness, peace of mind will always be there for you Sir. I Love you Sachin ... I Love you ... Here are the final moments of one of the greatest innings by GOD Sachin where he raised to that mountain peak of 200 runs. Look at the cheer, the respect the SA players show to him, that respect comes out of delivering and performing at the highest level. Aren't we supposed to be proud that we too lived during the time a genius called Sachin played the sport cricket ? Enjoy those moments in this video and re-live that great day in your life ... "Sachin200"

கவிதைகள் மூன்று


கணவன் சம்பாதித்து தந்த முதல் ஐந்து ரூபாய் காசு
டீத்தூளும், சக்கரையும் வாங்கணும் மாமா ...
இஞ்சியும், மிளகாயும் வாங்கி தொவையல் பண்ணு புள்ள
முதல் சம்பளம், இனிப்பா இருக்கட்டும் மாமா, காரமா வேண்டாம்
அது பிணத்தின் நெற்றியில் இருந்து எடுத்தது என்று எப்படி சொல்வது ?


படித்தது அனைத்தும் நினைவில் நிறுத்தியபடி
விரைவாக சென்றாள் பூங்கொடி, தேர்வு மையத்திற்கு
வேலை கிடைத்தால் மட்டுமே வீடு திரும்பும் எண்ணத்தோடு
கால் கடுக்க சுட்டெரிக்கும் வெய்யிலில் காத்திருந்து
கருகித்தான் போனது அவள் கூந்தலில் குடியேறிய பூச்சரம்
அவளின் பக்குவமான அழகு, அமைச்சரின் கண்களை உறுத்தியது
கேள்வியே இல்லாமல் தேர்வடைந்த காரணம் தெரியாமல்
குளிர் பானமும், குளுகுளு வண்டியில் ஏறியதும் நினைவில் நின்றது
ரத்தம் கசிந்த அவளது ஆடையும், அடிவயிற்றில் ஏற்பட்ட வலியும்
அவள் தேர்வடைந்த காரணத்தை ஆதாரத்துடன் உரைத்தது.


கையில் வாங்க மறுத்து, கண்கள் பார்க்க மறுத்து
மேனி வருட மறுத்து, உச்சி நுகர மறுத்து,
வாரி அணைக்க மறுத்து, முத்தம் பதிக்க மறுத்து,
தோளில் சுமக்க மறுத்து, மொத்தம் முழுவதுமாய் வெறுத்து,
தூக்கி எறியப்பட்ட பிஞ்சு சிசு, நர்சின் முகம் பார்த்து சிரித்தது
நானா அம்மாவை முழுங்கிய பிசாசு ?

Mute Spectators ...

I am deeply hurt and angered by this recent attack on the CRPF jawans by the Maoists. I just cannot digest those heart wrenching facts which are getting leaked in the media and it is a shame that our INDIAN government is treating those jawans worse than dogs. I seriously don't know where my tax money is going if it is not being used for the welfare of jawans who guard our boundaries, the kind of sacrifices and hardships they undergo for making us feel secured and safe is beyond words for us to even explain. I am fed-up, I am frustrated, I am irritated also I feel helpless that I being a citizen cannot do anything to stop all these mess, our entire constitution is so bloody corrupt, all fucking politicians are corrupt, all fucking government servants are corrupt, no fucker is caring for the nation or to service the public and adding more salt to the wound, our countries top men the jawans were ill treated, what as a powerful voter you and I can do to stop this?? How long we all are going to bend to such corrupt constitution and allow them to hump on us as long as theiy want?? I am clueless, and all I can do here is, bark like a wounded dog on top of my throat, I know it is of no use to anyone, but at least I get the satisfaction that I have taken the anger out of my system ...

The recent incident of 75 jawans being massacred by Maoists during dawn proved and exposed how vulnerable those soldiers were and how badly they all were equipped to protect our nation and us from those dreaded terrorists. The kind of weapons those anti elements had were no match to the kind of weapons our jawans had, we are still in the good old days of mechanical piston where every time before firing you need to cock the gun to fire the next bullet, but those Maoists had AK-47's and machine guns which can be operated at ease. What the hell this useless government is doing to equip our jawans with the latest arms and ammunitions? Is that not a mandate that every country should keep them upgraded with the latest in the area of defense? Where is our tax money being spent? Is there a way we can raise a RTI to know what budget is being allocated to our soldiers? How long we all are going to mourn such cruel deaths in our country? The kind of shelter that is being provided for those Jawans in Chattisgargh was next to a dungeon with absolutely no protection. When those Maoists attacked them during dawn our jawans were sitting like a dead duck and within hours all were mashed into a pool of blood and flesh.

One of the jawans who survived that massacre narrated the sequence of events and it was nothing less than spine chilling. The jawans were helpless, their radio signals were not picked up by the nearby cantonment as the officer in charge of that post was busy sleeping, the camp was a conditional camp for the jawans and they were already physically tired over the hectic two days of strenuous schedule and they were not carrying enough ammunitions with them, and the whole incident wouldn’t have happened without the help of an inside hand from the CRPF camp, the Maoists planned it very well and they struck at the right time when the jawans could not even retaliate. The lone survivor told TOI that, the Maoists after firing more than 60 rounds, came towards the bodies of all the dead jawans and kicked them hard on their hips and tummies to see if they are still alive, and if they sensed some movement in them, they fired bullets straight into their hearts from point blank range. This survivor and other 6 jawans pretended as if they were dead and survived this attack, though they have survived, they would be more like a vegetable for the rest of their lives and what our fucking government will do is, they will announce a meager 2 lakhs for their family and it will take close to 10 years for them to get that money, so till that time what that poor jawans family will do for survival?? Where will the go and stand?? Which door the kids of that jawans will go and knock for food??

We are all the so called elite layer of this community who are doing this "white-collared" job of sitting inside a AC room and doing just arm chair cribbing (like what I do here), unless otherwise we idiots break our shatters and be more selfless, we are not going to leave any impression in this society. I know everyone of us are selfish in one way or other (including me), we wanted to take care of our family, our friends, our near and dear ones, nothing wrong in it, but at the same time we all should be considerate enough to pay attention to the grievances of this society and our neighbors as well, attitude like "I-am-happy-as-long-as-my-house-is-not-on-fire" is not going to help in anyway improving our country. Already we are a divided nation, we have our own differentiation in every possible way, let’s not widen the gap any further and allow such anti-social elements to ruin our peace. We all should be sensible enough to choose the right person to rule this wonderful country, people like P Chidambaram are like cancer in this country, he has to be removed, anyone who does not have the guts or potential to protect all of us from these dreaded terrorists is not worth to sit in the chair of "Internal Affairs".

My heart goes for all those poor jawans who were the victim of some stupid strategy framed by one jerk of the "Internal Affairs Ministry", the way they have arranged those 75 bodies with blood stained bullet wounds really disturbed me a lot, if any of that jawan would have been my brother or uncle or friend how I would have felt? What will be the future of those jawans families? They would have lost their only earning member of their family; no one can replace that loss, what is the answer our government has for those families? I know it is always easy to ask questions but the problem with the so called educated people like us is we feel shy to ask a question in public, we always feel that it is not our problem; we always feel that we are not affected because of that. I am pissed off on myself, I feel ashamed that I cannot do anything to avoid such massacres happening in future in my country. But I have decided one thing, I am planning to file a RTI to inquire how my tax money is being spent on my jawans, I am going to do that for sure and see what answer I get. I am not paying peanuts as tax; I am paying a good solid 53K as tax every month, and better government answer to my RTI.

It is not always great to see such well decorated "plywood" (fuck, not even teak) coffins and velvet national flag being spread on our jawans, you fuckers of my country's governing body, hear me out, we do not want to decorate them when they are dead, we wanted to decorate them and keep them happy when they are alive. How will you answer to the non-stop crying of a jawans 3 year old kid who is being pestering his mom to see his father for the past 3 days?, How will you answer the tears of a blind mother who sat next to the body of her son and weaved her hands over his blood stained hair and bursted out in tears? How will you answer the newlywed girl who has been hugging her hubby's photo since she heard the news of her husband’s death? Money you guys are planning to give as ex-gratia cannot wipe those tears nor heal their wounds. In INDIA a value for life is decreasing day by day and every time we lose a life in such tragic incidents, we cry within ourselves as we do not even have the guts to cry out loud. Corruption in ARMY / DEFENCE going haywire, and we underlying citizens are not even bothered about that, let’s all raise our voices and start a campaign to let the ruling government know that we are not going to let them rape us anymore. Stand for injustice and fight against corruption. Jai Hind.

One Minute Stories - Part 3

The devil is back to haunt you all with these One Minute Stories ...

Still Smile ...

Little Rohan got out of his school bus and rushed towards his mom screaming on top of his voice "Mom, I have won the first prize" and he showed the cup and other certificates to her and he was super thrilled and excited about that. He knows that his mom will not like him being shabby after coming from school so he rushed to his room, took a neat bath and changed his dress and he took out all the cups and certificates and arranged them inside the cupboard, his mom Vasanthi likes things to be kept clean and neat. Rohan was all excited and he had more fun stories to share with Vasanthi, he opened the refrigerator to see a bowl of pudding which was made for him and his excitement doubled. He started telling the stories of how he fell down while running and hurt his elbow and still managed to gain the momentum and then win the race, he also told her that after winning the race he spit a ball of saliva on his wound which acts as a natural medicine as instructed by his mom, Vasanthi was admiring all this with a still smile on her face, and Rohan did not stop there, he went on saying how the teachers praised him for the level of maturity he has at this young age and continued "Mom, my class teacher told me that, even though you have died, you will always be around me and guiding me, is that true mom ?", Vasanthi still maintained that still smile on her face in the photo and did acknowledge to Rohan in way only he can understand.

Reason ...

A leading pharmaceutical company which had presence all around the globe wanted to try their hands on the middle-east market, they thought that their cough syrup will be selling like hot cakes in the middle east sector and were confident that they can mint money in that segment. They had a lavish launch in Dubai and all leading business men were invited, the king of Dubai was invited and they had a successful launch. Months passed and not even a single bottle of their cough syrup was sold and the company had no clue of what is happening, as that drug is the leading drug in the world. They sent their team of marketing and sales people to figure out what could be the reason for this disaster as the company has started to incur loss in that segment. The team did a thorough analysis and they did not get a clue of why the residents of Middle East are refusing to get their cough syrup. The company called in for an urgent meeting and they finally decided that the leadership in that segment is not good and hence they fired the top guy who headed that branch and they appointed a new person to change things, but even after that the result is the same and not even a single bottle of cough syrup was sold, the company had no option other than shutting down the business. One fine day they took back all the bottles from Middle East and shocked to see a printing mistake which caused this downfall, instead of printing "Shake well before use", they have printed it as "Sheikh well before use"

At Last ...

I have been off blogging for more than a week and the reason is there were so many things happening / happened on the personal front. Life throws surprises at you every now and then and all we can do is just to accept those surprises. I was always hesitant and timid to take the next step in my life and that is me getting “hooked” up with someone and starts the second innings of life which is called "marriage". I know I am a very conservative person when it comes in taking risks in life, though many of my friends gave me mixed responses about marriage and married life, I was debating within myself whether to go or not to go, yes, I am serious. I was actually debating whether to get married or just be single, but every time in my life incidents have proved me that I am not the one who is going to call the shots when it comes to deciding my future, it is the super power who takes calls on my behalf and I am a mere string doll in his hands...

I had been to Chennai last week with truck loads of thoughts running in my mind, and I was not sure what would be there for me in store. I told myself that I am not going to go with any pre-defined mindset or any pre-assumed decisions. I have to take care of keeping my environment cool and at the same time pretend as if I am not tensed and still manage to stick a smile on my face. When the "d-day" came where I have to go and meet someone in the evening, I took a deep breath and then gave myself the much needed "motivation tips" and fooled my mind as if "life is coolll". I was absolutely at peace and with a confident mindset I went and met that person. It was a casual meeting and this time I was not haunted by those "jump into conclusions" syndrome. I met that person and within minutes into my conversation, my mind started to oscillate and I handed over myself to my instincts and gave full permission for them to rule me for the next one hour. I was actually not sure when and how a decision was made but at the end of the conversation, all my instincts "trumpeted on the roof" saying, "Yes, that's it and there you go ...” There was a big sigh of relief from my inner soul and my mind felt as if a long haunted ghost just left my body. The atmosphere suddenly seems to be cool and my sweat glands had already called it a day on their behalf.

The entire family was elated when I and SV conveyed to them that we are good to go and it’s time for the wedding bells to ring. I was actually not sure of how to react and I should say that I took that decision with absolute emotional balance, I was neither too excited nor hyper, and my mind stayed calm likes the waters deep inside the ocean. It is all done now, SV is the one with whom I am going to spend the rest of my life and for a moment I have to pinch myself to feel that this is real. I just could not believe that I too landed up in an "arranged marriage" as I was the one who constantly questions that process. How can someone choose their life partner in just 30 minutes? How on earth we can judge an individual’s character in 30 minutes? All we can do is to see if that person is physically attractive or not and nothing more than that. All these questions were thrown out of the window when I met SV, probably it is because of the fact that I had shutdown my "intelligence" and surrendered to my instincts and hence I did not have such foolish questions. I know I cannot keep on search for a 100% match in this format of the game, at the same time I was cautious enough to understand that I do not want to rush just because time is running out, luckily in my case, things just happened and I should say, I have found a match which is close to 85%.

"Beauty is Skin Deep" and I am not saying this just because I did not get a chance to flirt with the most "beautiful" girl in this planet, I really mean this. To me looks does matter, but at the same time it does not need to matter for that fact that how that will matter for others. As long as those two individuals feel as if the guy is "Abhishek Bachan" and the gal is "Aishwarya Bachan", we are through. I know it is going to take some time before I understand SV and she understand me, and we are in no hurry to understand each other, as we know we have a whale of time left in our lives to spend some quality time. The one thing which I always wanted in my partner is, she has to be her own self and should allow me to be in my own self and there is always a common ground where they are going to meet, as long as that concept is understood and accepted, I don’t think married life is gonna throw any tantrums. To me married life is like a big white shirt, and it is prone to attract dirt’s, the more we concentrate on the dirt’s, we fail to appreciate the bigger brightness of it, and I agree the fact that human mind will always search for the dirt in everything, but that is not how I wanted to live my life. I am a person who never worries about yesterday, I concentrate only on today and try to visualize tomorrow a bit. I know very well that I am the one who can keep me happy and expecting others to keep me happy is stupidity.

With faith on GOD and loads of hope, I and SV are going to start a journey which zillions of folks have already made. What is the fun in a journey if everything happens well, so I am not so greedy to expect that everything should go well for us, I am ok to have problems, fights, misunderstandings etc etc so that life will have that extra grip. I thank GOD, my family, my friends and all my well wishers for all the prayers and requesting you all to extend the same prayer space to SV as well, prayers and blessings make wonders in anyone's life. I know, I have been a "go-lucky-no-worry" kinda person till date and I am not sure how I am going to handle this new phase of my life, but with support of SV, I am sure this phase too is gonna be a cake walk. I am not sure why I chose this "April Fool's Day" to write this post ;-) of course this post is not to FOOL you guys.

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