Thursday, February 08, 2007

Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar - A Hero, a Villain or a Victim?

The man Who Dared to Dream when no one Could....



Sachin Tendulkar. No other name in Indian cricket arises as much passion and emotion as his. No one else in the history of the game has had to carry the burden of such huge expectation and demands like he has. In a country where cricket is more than a game Sachin Tendulkar has gone about his job with an unbelievable humility and has his feet firmly planted on the ground. For this alone he should be admired.

From the time Sachin made his debut as a 16 yr school boy the spotlight has always been focused on him. When he came into the team he was hailed as the next Sunil Gavaskar. Gavaskar for his part took great interest in mentoring his fellow Mumbaite, a relationship that continues even today. After he had made his mark in the away tours of England and Australia he has always been hailed simultaneously as both a hero and villain. No one in the history of cricket might have had his game as minutely scrutinized, dissected and discussed as Tendulkar’s. But what is he really? Is he really a hero who with his skills mesmerizes a country of 1 billion or is he an opportunistic villain who abandons the same people who worship him in the time of need? Maybe the answer lies somewhere in between.

Tendulkar’s skill has never been in question. His longevity and statistics alone are proof enough for that. However there is this raging debate that he hasn’t won enough matches for India in the past. There are two ways to look at this. If you look at his ODI career around the mid 90s to the early part of the millennium you can see that whenever Sachin has got a good score the team inevitably went on to win the match. This was the time when he was at his peak and he was opening the innings with regularity. In those days there was none more reliable than Sachin Tendulkar in the Indian team. Remember those days, when people used to turn off their television sets if he got out early. Whatever support he got from other team members were viewed mostly as a surprise. On those rare occasions when someone else put their hands up we were pinching ourselves with disbelief. Sachin was a one man army in those days. He made us forget that cricket is fundamentally a team game played by individuals.

We might argue that Sachin was not able to translate his good form or scores into test victories abroad. Yes very true. He was not able to. But we forget that tests are won by the side taking 20 wickets. It’s more of a bowler’s game than a batsmen’s. One look at our bowling attack and we can see why we never won enough tests abroad during Sachin’s peak. Baring Srinath there was no other fast bowler worth mentioning. Our best bowler then was a Kumble, a spinner. To win matches abroad we need atleast 3 good bowlers. I believe we would have won more matches if we had the current bowling attack then.

Another counter argument that might come up is that Sachin was never able to save enough test matches let alone win it. To a major extent this is true. Sachin woefully let down all and sundry whenever the team was in dire straits. But to say that he has never done so would be unfair on the man. Neither is it fair to say this was due to his ineptitude alone. Remember the test against Pakistan in Chennai when Sachin braving a serious back injury soldiered on to take us to 16 runs short of victory. We could have still won the match with 3 wickets in hand. We lost the match by a handful of runs. For argument’s sake one can say that he should have been there till the end. But the fact remains that there was no support for him from the team. There have been countless other instances where he has made centuries in a losing cause. There have been countless more when he has disappointed us. But pray tell me other than Dravid now which other Indian batsman has fulfilled his promise time and time again as many times as Sachin did in those days. He has an average above 54 away from home which few batsmen can boast of.

His captaincy is also subject to much ridicule. We tend to forget that most of the series that were played under his captaincy were away series. Which Indian captain before him has had success away from home? It is not until recently that India started changing its fortunes away from home. This is largely due to the new young breed of fast bowlers that we have unearthed. Tendulkar never had that luxury. He very often never received the players he wanted. The team that he took to Australia in 1999-2000 must have been the worst ever. Not to mention several of his team mates were involved in the match fixing scandal forcing him to quit the captaincy in disgust.

So why do we question Sachin Tendulkar and his ability so much? The answer lies in that Sachin has had the misfortune to be living in a media driven world. A world where every couch potato, who has never set foot on a cricket pitch in his lifetime, starts voicing their “expert” opinion for the whole world to hear.

He was projected as an icon by us because at the time of his prominence there was nobody else who could hold a candle to him. He was the sole beacon of light when there was only gloom and despair all around him. Now we criticize him because he is not the same player as he was. What did we expect? That he is a modern day Peter Pan? Yes he has aged. Yes he is not the same player as he was. But tell me is there any great talent out there waiting in the wings to replace him? Why then are we so desperate to make him pack his bags for good? Even today Sachin Tendulkar can give you a 75 ball 100 maybe a run a ball 60 in the ODIs. Maybe a century in the first innings every 3 tests. So what? It is still the same if not better than any greater talent we can conjure up. Not to mention his vast experience which is always an asset in tight situations.

People ask if Sehwag can be dropped why not Sachin. They shout at the top of their lungs that the selectors are showing double standards. Sehwag and Ganguy were tolerated and given chances after chances for more than a year before they were dropped. We cry for Sachin’s head if goes through a series without a century. Tell me, aren’t we the ones who are showing double standards.

Sachin Tendulkar may not be the greatest ever. He may not be the greatest now. But he can still give 3 more years of good cricket if not great cricket. Can’t we show a bit more respect to him and judge his performances objectively rather than by blind passion? The man deserver it for the 17 years of joy he has provided us. We as a nation need to treasure our heroes more because we do not have many of them and we definitely won’t get someone like Sachin Tendulkar for some time to come. So savor the moments he provides you because it’s not going to last much longer.
Like Balboa said in Rocky...
" The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your kneesand keep you there permanently if you let it. But it ain't how hard you hit, its about how hard u can get hit and still keep moving forward. THAT'S HOW WINNING IS DONE "
and he had done it time and again..

Monday, December 25, 2006

Wait till I find an answer...

It has been a almost a month since I posted something out here. I am beginning to wonder, the very purpose of doing so. How will posting a few articles out here, help me. Will scribbling some junk solve my problems in life? Can it show me the way to do so? Or atleast will it help me to identify my problems? Will it answer the most important question which has been lingering in my head for quite some time, "am I satisfied? "

The very fact that not many are going to read these blogs of mine, reduces my interest in penning down my ideas. And even if they do, what difference does it make. Keep waiting, may be I will come out with something nice in a few days.
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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

The Uppuma connection

The Uppuma connection

It was a hard day yesterday after our previous day triumph in making Dosa & Takkali Thokku, it seemed like out comeback trail had begun. An so we decided to test our culinary skills this time with a different South Indian dish "UPPUMA".

Uppuma is of different types and renders different taste which solely depends on the process. Some do with Samia and some with Rava...

We took the challenge of making the uppuma (Rava uppuma to be precise), a famous South Indian sweet dish and to our rescume came Vinoth the most famous (VV) from our flat, who seemed to know a lot more informative. Another dimension of him i've never seen, i thought.

All that is required to make this delicious dish is a Less than half KG of Rava, some ghee for frying not necessarily (we did without it), Onion, Chilli, Ingi, Karivepilai, Kadugu, Ulutham paruppu, and water. The quantity of water should be twice that of Rava and of course you need some patience and some people to share the dish with. Ah..I forgot one more important ingredient... the kesari color powder (well we did without this too). There's a lot of rumor going around that this causes cancer; You may neglect this though, if you want a white uppuma.

The color of course, is an individual preference. Environmentalists can go for green, Aussie supporters yellow, sailors blue and communists red. But the South Indian household seems to have a penchant for orange color and some do with Manjal powder itself hence, i didn't chose any color so that our Uppuma can be identified with.

Uppuma is a Common breakfast in south india where most of the office-goers normally prefer this due to its unique taste and especially when they dont have much time at hand and they should do something for the breakfast especially under dire straights. Rather than going out to buy other ingredients uppuma is preferred for its simplicity just can be done with what is available (CUstomized Versions)

And now coming back to our Uppuma preparation. All you need to do to get it done is to fry the rava in a tava with some ghee (if u have) till the rava becomes golden brown and keep it aside. Now in the same way fry the onion and the other ingredients that u've chopped before. Be careful this time, the time in which the onion change their color from golden brown to black is not very long.

Now add bring the water to a boil and add the fried rava in it, cook it till the rava comes to a thick consistency, now add some salt and the rava will loosen up. Keep cooking for 10 minutes. Add some cashew nuts or some vegetables if u have and mix it well. Turn the gas off and taste it. I assure you, you'll love the taste. You can go in for a slight variant of this - the Lemon uppuma, Sweet Uppuma and it goes on subject to the available material. The only additional work to do is to toss some of ur diced variant to it.

There is a complement to kesari by the name Uppuma, which can also be made using the rava. This is a common dish off the blues during the odd occasions viz Festivals, Occasions and auspicious Bride-Groom selection ceremony in South India. But more about this, later.

Well, im looking forward to our R&D efforts and wishing it will no longer go in vain. Rather would yield some good dishes and great time cooking together. Will be back with more sucess storeis :)

How does an ABCD (American Born Confused Desi -Indian) explain Diwali ???

How does an ABCD (American Born Confused Desi -Indian) explain to his younger brother the topic - When and how did Diwali begin? This is how he goes about it…(preferably read it with an American accent). Well this is the post which i've kept for so long in draft before i decided to post.
So, like this dude had, like, a big cool kingdom and people liked him.But, like, his step mom, or somethin’, was kind of a bitch, and she forcedher husband to, like, you know, send this cool dude, he was Ram, to some national forest or reserve or somethin’.

Since he was going, for like, somethin’ like more than 10 years or so,he decided to take his wife and his bro along. You know… so that theycould all chill out together. But dude, the forest was reeeeeeal scary shit,really man, they had monkeys and devils and shit like that. But thisdude, Ram, kicked their ass with darts, bows and arrows, so it was fine. But then some bad gansta’ boys, some jerk called Ravan, picks up his babe (Sita) and lures her away to his hood. And boy, were our man, and his bro Lakshman, pissed! And you don’t piss this son-of-a-gunz ‘coz, he just kicks ass and like, all the gods were with him. So anyways, you don’t mess with gods.

So, Ram and his bro get an army of monkeys. Dude, don’t ask me how they trained the damn monkeys, just go along with me, OK. So, Ram, Lakhs, and their monkeys whip this gansta’s ass in his own hood. Anyways, by now, their time’s up in the forest and anyways, it gets kinda boring. You know no TVs or malls or shit like that. So, they decided to hitch back home.

His bro and the wife are back home. People thought, well, you know,atleast they deserve somethin’ nice and they didn’t have any bars and clubs in those days. So they couldn’t take them out for a drink, so the people decided to smoke or shit. And they also had some lamps, they lit the lamps too.So it was pretty cooool…
you know with all those fireworks really,they had some local band play along with the fireworks, and you know what, dude, that was the very first, no kidding, that was the very firstmusical-synchronized fireworks. You know, like the 4th of the Julystuff, but just more cooler and stuff, you know. And, so dude, that was how, like, this festival started. Cool!!!

Diwali Rocks Maaaan!

Aru U contended with what you've got ???

Being contended with what we got:

I know a couple who had baby last week, after a decade of turmoil. After the initial appreciation and thanks giving to God, and feeling proud of themselves, they moved into the next stage – analysis;

The baby was a bit dark compared to its wheat-ish parents. “I wish the baby was as fair as either of you”, commented the maternal grandmother. “He does have a stub nose like me, which I didn’t want”, said the father. The material world and the feeling of relentlessly searching for something better took over.

They did easily forget the 10 years of turmoil, wherein their only prayer was, “We just need a baby, bless us God”, and that how lucky they were to have their prayers answered. Mind wanders like a mad monkey, it instantly forgets the past sufferings… instead of enjoying the gift of progeny, the couple looked for perfection, thus inflicting further sufferings onto themselves. They failed to realize people below them: an aged couple dying without children; spinsters over 50, who wanted to marry, but couldn’t, and many more similar grim stories.

For living a contented life, it is best to compare ourselves with people below us. They don’t die, if they don’t drive a Benz, or have a 20K mobile, neither will we. And for achieving we should compare ourselves with people above us. If Dr. APJ can work 18 hours a day and be a rolemodel to millions, we can make a difference to at least 10. We can!

Our lifestyle warrants that we crave and strive for more materialistic possession. A middle class family strives to buy a car, while a maid working in their house strives to buy a TV. A highly paid employee wants to buy a bungalow, and the rich boss wants everything of the best brand.
Money can buy all the comfort we desire, but then it takes our desire itself to next level. And the more we feed our desire, the more it grows, only to swallow our peaceful life. There can be no ceiling to our desires, unless we are contended.

Look around; you can comprehend what I write, and are reading this from your own computer in the comfort of your cubicle or room. Aren’t you a lot more lucky than people who cannot read/write, are mute, or don’t know what a computer is. And after reading this, you might be a little tired, (even though the AC comforts you, unlike people who are dying of sun-stoke after working relentlessly for a half meal,) you always have the vending machines at your disposal, or the phone to order your hot yummy food.

What more do you need except contentment?

A typical Mastercard ad to compliment:
Buying a Santro car for the middle class family stated above: Rs. 4 lakhs.Buying a Porsche for the millionaire stated above: Rs. 1 crore.Being contented with what God has given us: PRICELESS.

- The End.

Another day at Hell (Office)

Another day at Hell (Office)

I am here, staring at the monitor savoring a machine vended Nescafe. I wouldn’t say I am too unhappy about it and all. After all, I am documenting these thoughts just after reading columns of Behram Contractor a.k.a Busy Bee in the site www.busybeeforever.com.This is a really good site I should say. It contains lots of articles by Mr. Contractor whom I like very much. I also like John Grisham. But it is because of a different reason.I like BC because of the satire he brings out in a very simple form that’s easy to understand. I admit, though I read a lot of books, I really don’t get the full grasp of some of the books I read. Often Behram Contractor(BC) is compared with P.G.Wodehouse(PG). But for me BC is better than PG. This might be because when I tried reading a P.G, but I wasn’t able to make out the humor twist in it. I wasn’t laughing because of the humor in the book but I was laughing at my own state of not understanding P.G. So I like B.C more than P.G. Further B.C views things from an Indian angle that makes his columns and ideas easy to identify with.

Of late, I have become addicted to coffee. I don’t know why. It may be because I was trying to emulate Patrick Lanigan of The Partner, who drinks lots of coffee. I am averaging 4 cups a day now. I don’t feel guilty about it. Maybe I’ll feel when I am 40. But that’s ok for me since I am enjoying the present moment. I can proudly say I am living life king size without any consciousness conflict (what a term!). And so goes my life with an extra indulgence thrown in always in whatever I like doing.

It’s not that I am really happy because I don’t have anything to do. In fact, I have a real problem now where I am stuck without any daylight near. But still I am happy because I have read somewhere ‘And this too shall pass’. And I have learnt to believe in Hope, and even in failures I attribute it to my suspicion in my belief in hope. Failure or Success, and this too shall pass sometime soon. And so, I will indulge in my happiness to an extra extent.

It’s rainy season here. I always dislike carrying anything unless it is of utmost importance. For instance, I hate to carry helmets to restaurants and theatres. So for this reason, I never like wearing a helmet when I go to these places. I am not an atheist, so I believe in God more than I believe in my helmet. This of course is not for all to follow, unless you want to meet God very badly. So even though I dislike wearing it, I wear it. God can wait. Similarly, I hate carrying raincoats even in rainy season, when it’s not raining. But yesterday my father pestered me so much to take the raincoat. When I wore it, it was too much stuffy. I felt bad. But when I started from office in the evening, I came to know how it is to feel grateful. Yes, there was a heavy downpour, peals of thunder, and flashes of lightning; and me under the safe cocoon of raincoat. I even experienced the sadistic joy of watching my friends completely wet. Even today I’ve brought the raincoat. It’s not raining. But I don’t feel the slightest remorse of bringing it. So, I have learnt, it’s always good to ensure things are safe and strive towards that aspect rather than praying to god while dying. So, I henceforth will not feel lethargic towards doing things that’ll make me safer, even though there is some level of discomfort involved in it.

So that’s it. It’s almost time to leave. I am now happily taking my raincoat and helmet.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Mile sur mera tuhara...prasar Bharathi

Ek Anek aur Ektha

Ek Chidiya Anek Chidiya...

Its next to impossible to forget this song if you had a TV(and watched it too) in the early 80’s. May be 1985 - 1990 period. There were a bunch of ’short programs’ that would be aired every now and then on DD national - the one and the only channel!. This one was on unity. “Ek Anek aur Ektha” - The animated movie.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Vellore

I found this Video somewhere.. An intresting ride along the main streets of vellore and into the Vellore fort...

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Don't Cry Joni

Don't Cry Joni (one of my favourite song)
http://www.ziplo.com/dontcry.html
Sung by Conway Twitty & Joni Lee

Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up some day you'll see
saving all my kisses just for you
signed with love forever true

Joni was the girl who lived next door
I've known her I guess 10 years or more
Joni wrote me a note one day
and this is what she had to say

Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up some day you'll see
saving all my kisses just for you
signed with love forever true

Slowly I read her note once more
then I went over to the house next door
her tear drops fell like rain that day
when I told Joni what I had to say

Joni, Joni please don't cry
you'll forget me by and by
you're just 15, I'm 22
and Joni I just can't wait for you

Soon I left our little home town
got me a job and tried to settle down
but these words kept haunting my memory
the words that Joni said to me

Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up some day you'll see
saving all my kisses just for you
signed with love forever true

I packed my clothes and I caught a plane
I had to see Joni, I had to explain
how my heart was filled with her memory
and asked my Joni if she'd marry me

I ran all the way to the house next door
but things weren't like they were before
my tear drops fell like rain that day
when I heard what Joni had to say

Jimmy, Jimmy please don't cry
you'll forget me by and by
it's been 5 years since you've been gone
Jimmy I married your best friend John.

CHILD ABUSE: How concerned are you?

I got a forwarded link from a friend of mine and I went to the site in all good intentions.

The site covers two main issues.
Child Pornography on the internet
Child abuse at home.

The means it says that it can eradicate it:
Get a million email addresses from all over the world and do —– —– —-.
Seriously, I have never seen a site that doesn’t say what it is planning to do with the list. Here are my options though.

The list would be submitted to all the technology vendors, ISPS, Governments throughout the world.

Those concerned will get to know that there exists an evil called ‘child pornography’ and would empathasize with the million others who submitted the petition.

It would stop all pornography sites on the internet.

It would send one military person per home to check on child abuse.

Child abuse at home would also stop.

The world would be a better place to live in. And everyone would live happily ever after.
But I know what is going to happen.
If you have been getting 10 spam mails till now, it might double.
Soon, people might be interested in offering you loans, degrees or even silicone breast implants.
Well, how plausible is my idea? Are these guys kidding? A search on light a million candles yielded me 535,000 links (mostly over enthusiastic blogs) pointing to this site in their attempt to save the world. But I can’t be ridiculing someone if I don’t have an answer to something. Isn’t it? And I say, Yes. I do have the answer to it.
Read this: http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/08/18/tech/main784536_page3.shtml
From what I hear, the government is already concerned at this. It doesn’t need a million addresses to know that this happens and it needs to do something. If you really think that God sent you to this world to eradicate this, you would just need to do atleast one of the following.
Stop abusing children. (Learn to accept that anyone has modesty. This includes not looking at their private parts let alone touching them).

If you know that some neighbourhood kid is abused, call up the police.
If you find some porn site on the web, submit it to the concerned government cell.

Does this make sense?

Monday, November 20, 2006

The Legend of the Legends

MSS the IMMORTAL LEGEND LIVES ON WITHIN US.....NO MORE SORROW
the ever glowing Lamp that brightens the souls darkened by present day materialism

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Incredible machines

SIMPLE HOME MADE MACHINES WITH CRAZY TECHNIQUES

If you have seen Back to the future, you would have certainly not missed the breakfast making machine called "Rube Goldberg", these machines are complex devices that perform simple tasks like making a breakfast in very indirect and convoluted ways.

But, this video of these incredible machines is going to make you and your physic professors sit up and say "whoa" because the physics concepts used in these machines, which make use of everyday house junk is awesome. It's a little long around 9min, so get ur cup of coffee before u press the play button. But, don't blame us if u spill ur coffee...