Dear cricket fans,

First let me apologize for the dismal performance of the team at the World Cup. We take full responsibility of the defeat. We understand your frustration at the team’s exit in the first round and especially at the loss to Bangladesh but you see we had no option. The loss to Bangladesh was planned because the Indian Government struck a deal with the Bangladesh that if it allows its team to lose this match then the illegal Bangladeshi immigrants,spread across length and breadth of India, would be accepted back. Plus there was lot of pressure from the ICC to make Bangladesh win as it has been so many years since it was granted test status.

Winter was about to set it but the climate around Tube factory in Jamshedpur was still warm. I was playing with my brother on the veranda when mom called us inside. Doors were shut and all windows closed even though it was still not cold outside. We were pushed to the living room where Doordarshan was broadcasting news. It was quite unusual for DD to broadcast news in the evening but I soon found out why. Babri Masjid was being attacked my Kar Sewaks with unconfirmed reports that it has already been demolished. Even though at that age, 9 years, no one gives a damn about politics but I was born sensitive so was infuriated at a Masjid being demolished. Even though I didn’t know the names of RSS/VHP/BJP leaders but their continuous venomous speeches had made me realise that that they are ‘bad people’, at least for the Muslims (Fortunately Shahi Imam Bukhari was not a media darling at that time).

And this how they shall flee West Indies. Practice makes a man perfect and they are just sticking to this adage. There are reports that the Indian cricket team is also carrying 6 such ‘powered boats’ for the world cup in WI so that they can easily escape, via the sea, without attracting too much attention.

The permutation and combination of occupants is currently being hotly debated in team meetings;

1. Dravid and Chappel cannot be on the same boat

2.Ganguly and Chappel should be at least 3 boats apart

Continuing on this

She was not sure of the entrance so we had to roam around a bit. I am never comfortable with the idea of roaming around with a girl. I was embarrassed to the extreme! I hate the stare the passers by were casting on the moon clad in black who was accompanying me. You she can be described as ‘amawas ki raat me chaand’. I mean she along with her dress.

I was just too desperate to write a post on this. Well anyone would be, isn’t it? Rendezvous with a prospective. The stage was all set for 12th of December for us to first meet at the Shaastri Park metro station and then together to Humayun’s Tomb (well now you know why on earth I went all the way to Delhi) for some private chit chat. I reached Delhi with absolutely no preparation in terms of clothing. Got up early on that auspicious day, ironed my clothes (nearly burned my pant; it was not showing any signs of ironing so I increased the temperature and then it got stuck!) but didn’t take bath as the chilling temperature was too much of a persuasive factor. Started an hour earlier so as to reach on time. Delhi buses never stop so you need to hob in to board them and then hop out while they are moving. They are more than packed and if the conductor were a student of chemistry then he would ask everyone to align themselves so as to allow maximum people in (as molecules align themselves in a crystal with minimum spacing). Jaan hathele par le kar safar karta tha mai