Day 1998…

… since I last wrote something here. Wow, time flies.

Wonder if this blog is still on anyone’s feed subscriptions. If it is, and if somebody is reading it here, Hi. Hope all is well.

Got a new theme. I liked it. Also, I didn’t put a lot of time in evaluating those. Just picked out one that looked alright. I think it looks fine.

Also wondering if now’s a good time to change the name of the blog. I made this blog when I was 19.  I’ll be turning 30 in a few months. Spent some time reading the older posts and realised how ostentatious I was. And how often. Still, I miss writing here. Somebody said – “If you’re passionate about something, make it a part of your work. This way, you’ll never have to spend a day not liking your work.” Well, I’ve spent the last seven years writing emails every day. I didn’t really think through that quote very well.

Alright then. Later.

Where has love disappeared?

Its rather ironic how people turn towards love when they “need it the most”, when all this while they chose to ignore it when it was staring right in their eyes.

Pretty simple question: What is love? Pretty simple answer: Whatever you want to be. Most people see love as a commodity – for it makes up for the lack of company, for it gives you a reason to dream, for it makes you look forward to something that may perhaps culminate into happiness; into unification.

But its not.

Love is, in fact, a necessity. Like food and water. And forgive me for stereotyping it, but love is as much as critical for one as food and water is. This is not a romantic metaphor for love, its actually a sad melancholy. Love in an indulgence, an addiction that makes you emotionally dependent on itself. And you don’t get to know it as long as you don’t try to fall out of it – and realize, that you cannot.

Dude, You’ve changed!

Recently, a long lost ‘friend’ who found me on (guess where?) orkut posted the said comment in my scrapbook. What could he mean by this now?

1. Dude, you’ve changed!: The most obvious meaning would refer to the change in one’s physical appearance. Since the said friend saw the last of me five years and fifteen kilos ago, I would (have to) accept his amusement over the change in me.
2. Dude, you’ve changed!: The most non-obvious meaning of this statement would be when the said friend is commenting on the recent sex change operation you had.
3. Dude, you’ve changed!: This one would come from a betrayed bachpan ka dost who would find disappointment in you because you have started/stopped smoking/drinking/doping/having sex with animals.
4. Dude, you’ve changed!: The disheartened bachpan ka dost striking again when you tell him that you dont like Emraan Hashmi and that Pink Floyd is not a condom.
5. Dude, you’ve changed!: The long lost friend, after another five years, when he would find my appearance similar to George. (Yes, you can’t handle the truth!)

Stumped!

WARNING: The following post is on cricket.

Our latest breed of heroes is out. And no, they’re not Hiro Nakamura, Mohinder Suresh and Isaac Mendez. You guessed it right! They are Harbhajan Singh, Mahendra Singh Dhoni and Ishant Sharma.

In the last one year, Indian Cricket has seen new heights than the Burj Dubai and made more breaking news than Saif – Kareena link up. First it was the World Cup disaster, then it was the ICC World T-20 win, and latest is how we beat Australia “in their own backyard” and how we generously helped South Africa climb up to the top of ICC Team Rankings.

Not to forget the heat generated by the rebel Zee’s Indian Cricket League and the counter heat emitted by BCCI’s “official” Indian Premier League. While ICL managed to make its share of news by contracting some famous and a few infamous players of their time, and also by announcing bumper lotteries for their winners; IPL was also quite successful in the whirl. Unfortunately they could just manage one infamous player (a certain someone from Pakistan who fights thrice, on an average, between dawn and dusk).

Official or not, the Cricket leagues did bring in a lot of money. The IPL auction was anything but modest. On the day of auction, there was so much money in that room that an entire three-part sequel – Ocean’s 14, 15 and 16 – could be plotted, produced and robbed. And yet some money would have been left for the development of Hockey and Athletics. And while all our heroes and Symonds and Ponting would end up being richer by a few million dollars in four years from now, some couldn’t wait that long to be glad about it. And so, we read how UP lad Praveen Kumar got a new brand car as soon as he landed back home.

A new trend was also started, thanks to our young guns becoming crorepatis in a matter of days. Our crorepatis are now gearing up for becoming real patis. At least that’s what I see on hindi news all the time. How danceman Sreesanth gets weak on knees when he hears Priyanka’s name and how Ishant ‘Lambu’ Sharma has a thing for Katrina. And did we hear that Hayden had challenged Ishant for a Boxing Ring match? Well then maybe Lambu should take some Boxing lessons from Salman Khan, of course at his own expense.

Enough for now. I like anticlimax.