Been there .. done that !!

It just feels so surrealistic .. the very thought of Saeed Anwar's highest score ever being surpassed!! The Mt. Everest being conquered !! Only one man could do it ... should have done it and so very rightly ... He has DONE it !
Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar aka SRT has finally done it, while he had almost been there in several earlier occasions. This was the Magnum Opus that everyone was waiting for from the God !
The deft flicks, the hefty heaves.. the inside outs ..cut loosing at will... you name it and He played it..
A chance-less innings which I'm trying to make a note of only because this is one day I'l treasure for a really long time to come!
I had been there while the Little Master reached the double hundred!!
I have seen him Live on T.V. when he actually reached the 200 mark !!
I was being the truant kid in skipping my team meeting to be there !
This should be rated along with the best of my cricketing memories ... the very nostalgic .. just before the Class X, CBSE Social Studies Special Onslaught against Pakistan at Centurion (think so..)!
It was .. to say the least.. though a bit harsh ... irritating to see Dhoni take singles off the last ball of every over for the 45-50 over period. May be it was Sachin who requested this .. or otherwise, a billion other people wanted The Superman on strike !
Thank you Sachin !! for all those innings which kept coming and been refreshing our memories ..

PS - You can watch the teasers to quench your thirst for this innings @ SRT on 198!  and Over # 50!

What's the unsaid ??

Did I read somewhere that most of the communication is non verbal ?? Then why is it that we still cling to every bit of verbal communication? and are upset when we do not get the required cues in verbal form. Is the tenuity of it playing a part? Doesn't too much explicitness take away the legitimacy of the whole expression in itself? Why doesn't an overdose of it sound like fawning?
Why is it that people still sway at the very instance of a said expression that is clearly over the top? Everyone wants to be loved for sure! They only crave for it more and more.
When has Love transmogrified into a lame spell bee competition??? You say it and only then you WIN it! Did your parents ever tell you how much they love you day in day out ? Did you not take things for granted with them ? Did your siblings come up to you and thank you profusely for a birthday gift? Did you realise that they loved you/vice versa only after such tete a tete instances? If yes, pity you!!
Care/Love doesn't stem from a "Good Morning Darling" or an "I love you".....
A "Thank You" I opine should not be considered in the same league since you generally thank people with whom you are more formal and feel a general obligation to appreciate his/her help. A Taxi Driver/Bearer/Usher.. or someone you help cross a busy road ... all these illustrate an unsaid obligation which you are trying to acknowledge with a "thanks".

... Though still a part of me wants to yell out as many verbal expressions to all those I've loved, I still find it lame on my/their part to do/expect so. DO NOT dismiss this off as mere callousness. I just find it unnecessary.. or do I ?? .. If all the people in the world were like me, then definitely HELL YES !! ..
Alas! .. it isn't the case. I still have to try my best to convince them that I still love/value them. Silence is no more golden..its just a pale yellow hue....

Please read this from Harold Pinter
"There are two silences. One when no word is spoken. The other when perhaps a torrent of language is being employed. This speech is speaking of a language locked beneath it. That is its continual reference. The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its place. When true silence falls we are still left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.

We have heard many times that tired, grimy phrase: 'failure of communication' … and this phrase has been fixed to my work quite consistently. I believe the contrary. I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves. Communication is too alarming. To enter into someone else's life is too frightening. To disclose to others the poverty within us is too fearsome a possibility.

I am not suggesting that no character in a play can never say what he in fact means. Not at all. I have found that there invariably does come a moment when this happens, when he says something, perhaps, which he has never said before. And where this happens, what he says is irrevocable, and can never be taken back"

P.S. When is it that eyes will be considered as windows to the soul.. not in some form of literature biting dust.... but shall transform into a trite means of expression. I shall wait for that day to let myself speak of my Love for someone/something..
PPS- Amit's post real caught me off guard

One last time ...

Placement Blues ! .. I haven't even felt them yet! The moment I step on that expedition tomorrow, my life will have changed for sure. Be it the regret/repent for the years I've been whiling away to glory or the deep anguish that simply strikes through all the facades for once.
I wish Id be naked once again! Nothing written on me for once. No prejudices, no conceptions ..no approximations.. Just plain me ...
Well, that is too big a request for sure!
Why do I feel answerable to every person I come across? Why is that the limelight is getting brighter by the day? Why am I forced to give this testimony and try to free myself of guilt pangs?
Philosophies might just come in handy at this point of time, but deep inside you have to reconcile to the fact that your castles of ego will be crushed for once.
...
Wish I may, wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold, dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle's crumbled
And you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Let not this levity of the situation collapse under the gravity of it. I cannot be burdened anymore! I just wish to be weightless ...
.... Is this escapism? Don't I have the guts to face the truth? the reality ? ..
ESCAPISM .. surely has to be dealt with ...!

Phew.... !

This was my reaction post the Name the Car test result declaring me failed!.. after 46% .. cmon when was the bar raised so high?? .. Well, it gave me 4 clues to clear every question,I get that.. but 46 is a bit too high to be declared failed!.. n that too w/o googling!

AND FAILED! F

Quiz Created By Auto Insurance

Anyways... the other post on 3 phases of a PC-user relationship left me ROFLing... though .. do have a look @ the oatmeal

Number..e..(i)d....entites ...

I always though till my +2, with my movies inspired vision of jail scenarios, that IDs were the worst things to happen to us. You simply lost touch with the roll caller.He/She would start mumbling some numbers and yes/present would invariablt be the answer.
Marks sheets were given out in that order.
Examination seating was in that order.
Thanks God seating in class rooms wasn't!!.
What now makes me go back and take up this otiose undertaking is that some numbers have really stuck with me ever since.... like ..
187- my Id in+2... I took pride in being one more than the highest ODI score of Sachin.
the other numbers were put to full use during undergrad days with each one taking its place in the annals of my life.
-Daily wake up alarm is set at just a minute past Seven!! :D :D ..
-9 mins later... I envy I wasnt the jumblee ;)
-A chat with bro just ended @ 793 lines .. btw- my frst crush @ Bits
-Satan's number is still very much around ...
-A random list goes off like ... 828,728,838,764!(omg..mine so late!),864,801(!),555,....390,728........ clock ticking...
oh my wingees .. wer r ur ids?... i dont seem to remember any, although there wer so many..
It has come across as a pleasant surprise that these actually random entries do have a special place in my memory and most of the time evoke a smile on my face!
..It was such a bad idea after all.. I guess..
P.S. Being forced to mark both Reflections and Weirdo labels since the last couple of times!.. Are my reflections getting weirder by the day? ..
PPS Does reflecting on the weirdness make it weirder?!?

Tit Bits(Nonsensical to d core)!

1.With All is well..turning into a buzzword, Aamir's taunts on Chetan Bhagat not withstanding, his popularity seems to have risen to a different level...swell!
2.The past weekend was rather happening one,adorned with an impromptu trip to Marine Drive..followed by a -strong motivation cum egotism lend a helping hand- in an attempt to ward off vineyard pleasures at the restaurant. Success...
Austerity drive still going strong-Go green,No Booze n fag ....
3. To continue 1, I stood there among the jamboree anticipating Aamir arrival and felt rather alienated. I wasnt one of the regular enthusiasts who came puffing and panting just to catch a glimpse of a star, neither was I able to drag myself completely out of it and carry on with my routine. I am still left pondering if it was the odd "high" I needed to teleport myself from this banality or just that Newton's first law took me along.
4. Il come back at a later point of time and certainly rue writing this....
Of all things I hate, the one I can remember just after Deceit is... Repent ..
It just sucks the life out of life after all..
5. Words are hard to come by while sheltering in the arms of Morpheus..
Au revoir ...
P.S. "Kolonall Hans Landa's" goodbye to Shosanna still rings in my ears!!..Perhaps nothing has left me as awestruck in the post-Joker era...Kudos Mr Waltz!

(The) Start of(f) 2010....

Fighting a Hangover can be real baad ! Gaawd ! .. If only I could get back in time to the point when I was thinking of a zillion reasons to politely turn down the "I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse" situation and free myself of that coaxing session on the "1001 ways to enjoy Dec 31st"... If only ...

So... while 31st passed by only too well .... Jan 1st was more sombre.. spent all the while surfing stuff and thereby staying indoors except that single visit to have my skipped breakfast & lunch-have junk@ home, so wont come out again- dinner ! ..As I looked at the system tray pointing out that the-much ado about nothing-Jan 1st was finally over ... I started to muse about the happenings of the day.. or rather the lack of them ! ..


17:00 - Wake Up Mad ! ... its already too late ! ..


17:30 - Force myself outta bed .. to leave the lappy alone ... n stop the downloads for once .. (LOG Discography in progress..)


18:00- Hi's and hellos r done ... hpy new yr is passe ! ... never mind the odd one to the loved ones even around 22 hrs on Jan 1st ! :D


19:00-done with brushing and lil grooming to permit myself into the decorous restaurant..


20:00- restaurant has hiked prices !! .. thanq 2010! ... watta way .. my "deep" pockets to get shallower by the day ....


21:10-finally devoured the totally non-speedy service of non-spicy vaishnavite (of cos pristinely veg) cuisine 21:25- A good quarter HOUR to decide how much to charge me?!!.. Even goin by my standards, its a bit too long mate!


21:30- STOPPED ogling at the hot/cute chic on the oppostite table! (It'l take another long writing to explain why phoney, pretentious gals are fun to watch... her low neckline has given her a superior air !! .. aah .. i get that .. why at all wear n feel uncomfortable ... cmon wasnt fashion meant to go with comfort ?? .. )...
- btw ... @ 01:45- get nostalgic about a convo on imbibing a course on fashion in schools ... a la moral science ! ... to keep children away from imitating the West !! ... with.. ahem... u know hoo ;-)


22: 00 ... tete-a- tete with an agent to find an accomodation for friends shifting to Santa Cruz.


22:30- back home.. finally its time for daily proceedings to start ... things come back to normalcy ...


22:45 ...... 00:00 ....01:30 - Chat ranging on topics from love to .. New Yr celebrations ..to Metallica ... to ... getting back in touch with a pal from school ! ...
01:30- 01: 50 - .... pen this down ! ... and close it . so that ...I could start watching Stauffenberg, '04 movie which has resulted in Tom Cruise being the butt of all criticism in Valkyrie (both deal with the plot on assassination of Hilter, while the former won accolades ..)

P.S. Trivia- Bryan Singer-Dir-Usual suspects,Superman 2, Valkyrie .... is openly gay ...suffers from Dyslexia ! ... Hats Off man !! ... If that is what it takes to direct usual suspects ... I shall very well ... ;-) ..
Jan 2nd,13:12- Realize Ive forgtten to post this!...n finally do it..now... cmon dont quip that it was better forgotten!