Tuesday, March 04, 2008

You guys rose and shone, and today made us all old people feel like keep watching you for a decade to come. Thank you !
OK, the animation didn't come close to the way it was visualized, but one had to do something ecstatic.

Monday, March 03, 2008

What, do we need a four this over?
Yesterday was a rare match. All that needs to be said about Sachin's effort was said here. I was however, most impressed by Young Sharma as Sunil Gavaskar kept calling him. He somehow reminded me of the young Inzamam. Not by delivery and shot selection, don't get me wrong there. I feel he still needs to learn there are vast tracts of land in a cricket field called square of the wicket. But his complete lack of expression, his definitive poker face brought back memories of the 1992 world cup semifinals, when Inzy would dispatch a delivery, walk towards his skipper, listen and nod with a completely blank expression and then take guard to send another through the covers.
This lad needs attention, tell you I !
Tomorrow's another day. The Punter and his pack are getting back on their horses.

Only this evening, I came upon this bit of knowledge. That my nom de guerre was actually more popularly known as this. At first I'd chosen the word as it was close enough to my real name and conveyed, to my mind, a sense of alacrity and deftness. No wonder, many people to whom I'd casually dropped my page address and who understandably forgot most of it, googled and landed on the homepage of a prophylactic brand. Once there, they must've watched the mesmerizing demo and forgot where they were going in the first place.
I, therefore, ( I would have continued like.. submit before your kind authority and so on..out of sheer force of habit ) take the liberty to kick around the header a mite, and since I'm wallowing in self-pity and in a Coen brothers frame of mind, I liberally borrow the byline. The photo was taken a furlong off my home early last Sunday morning. No I don't live in open country. But such is India.