Grinch Goes Easter

Its that time of the year again where the chocolates suddenly start multiplying like rabbits and for an odd reason you may find them in that very shape too. Yes, there are also egg shaped chocolates and you become a kid looking in nooks and corners to find one to enjoy it. Oh yeah, Easter is round the corner and for someone like me its all about chocolates really. But wait, as for every Christmas there's a grinch, it seems the grinch has found his way to Easter too. "What in the world are you rambling about dude?" you may ask and I will gladly of assistance to sort the ignorant streak out of you......or try.....and give up. I am certainly not dying on lost causes....no way! Any how coming back to the grinch of Easter, an academic from the University of Melbourne has gone around making claims the innocent Easter Bunny of making kids fat. Preposterous is the first word that comes to the mind, for in the world of McDonalds (sorry Ronald, you know I love your burgers yet the public demands you be quoted when we talk about fat people), KFC (you probably had it coming Col. Sanders with that new no bread burger!) and Subway....wait that last one is supposed to be healthy if you take the sauces and the bread and the cheese and the salt n pepper and just leave.....the salads/veggies in all its blandness..surprise surprise!
The same dude to come up with this "allegation" was responsible for insinuating that Santa Clause promotes obesity, yes that very same Santa who brings gifts for the nice and well we never know what happens to the naughty......may be they just grow up and become Simon Cowell and annoy everyone around them. This guy probably also comes in the later category and the missing milk and cookie along with the missing gift probably justifies his actions, at least in his eyes. He could have been forgiven and everything forgotten about his absurd accusation had he not supported the idea of replacing the chocolate egg hunt with brussel sprouts hunt!! I can probably predict the outcome of that hunt, withering brussel sprouts in places no one ever tried looking and went to the bakery to buy the chocolate hot cross buns, which sounds like a might fine idea right now. So, while you sit cursing and writing hate mails (hopefully not to me) I shall go and scoff down some of those choc hot cross buns!
Have a Happy Easter and break and drive safe! :)

A-D-Dictionary

In the last couple of weeks with the gala festival otherwise known as the Cricket World Cup, I noticed that most of us missed a few things which could change the course of history....or well may be not so much history as literature. Yes, the English language has had a few additions in that forgotten book (now available on web and electronic formats) called the Dictionary. Before "Google" became a verb and pretty much a way of life, the common literate folks used to refer to "the dictionary" to actually validate that the word existed. Good old Oxford and Webster were the ones who created, maintained and pretty much monopolised this market and Oxford still believes it has the complete authority (which it does) to accept what or what not is a legitimate word. The one role of the dictionary among many others was to ensure that scrabble players did not end up killing each other for if you ever played with Mike (name not changed for any reason other than to take out your grudge) you would have developed a murderous tendency too, but lets not delve into that.
Oxford recently recognised the following words as being an actual word and no more just a human uttering silly noises, the words are - LoL (no I am serious...stop laughing), OMG (I am sure there was a F in there somewhere but we shall be content with this) and FYI (can't believe all the corporates were actually using a bogus word on official communications). FYI, OMG what a joke. LoL! And the scrabble war gets that bit more nastier. I really wonder if WTF (or for the mild ones WTH) is experiencing right now? Does it not feel like the snub of the decade for it has been there as long as OMG and lets be honest has been better used if not extensively flashed at very critical junctions of the twisted turn of events we call life. So here's my vote going out to WTF to be included in the next batch for how else would TGIF be TGIF if the previous days were not WTF!

Chak De Dhoni

I can keep watching this over n over for quite sometime.....



चक दे धोनी!! जय हिंद!!! :)

We are the Champions.....

It has been an amazing amazing last ten days in the world of cricket and in the life of a Team India fan. The cynicism, the doubts and the criticism that the naysayer harped on, all came crashing down last night when the team held that cup. The excitement levels matched with the lack of sleep ever since the quarter final game with Australia has given a delirious feeling of high which can't be matched by anything in the world. The media, social networking sites and sms'es had gone viral with the hopes, aspirations and belief of the impending victory. The comparison to the 1983 final were made and the fact that the dates were exactly the same brought in more hope, aspirations and belief. The comparisons did in fact have a bit in them after Sri Lanka pushed the Indians on the back foot with a very good score and two quick wickets had us up against the wall. That Dhoni replicated Kapil Dev would not be an understatement and the victory cemented that equation if there were any doubts.
The epic question, "Where were you when India won the World Cup after 28 years?" is going to be asked for years to come and there would be a smile, a smile that comes straight from the heart, when we answer that question for most of us we were there with family, with good...no make that great friends and with the players themselves. The clapping on every run scored, the high fives on every boundaries and, as a friend put it very aptly, a mini heart attack on every ball all turned into jubilation when the winning runs were smashed over the boundary for a massive six and an even massive celebrations! The Nile had been parted again, the water turned into wine again and India had won the World Cup once again. The team who had vowed to bring in the most prized reward of the game to offer it to the "God" of cricket had not disappointed.
The game had turned in a lot of heroes and the way the youngsters showed the resilience and the maturity when the most experience pair of Indian batting were sent back for hardly any score on the board shows that we have finally started to believe that nothing is impossible. No one piece of article would be complete without mentioning the likes of Gautam Gambhir who came close to that century in the WC final, Kohli who did well to apply himself in and not give in his wicket, Yuvraj for contributing as much with the ball as with the bat, Zak for that brilliant first spell and last but not the least M S Dhoni who has really does absorb the tension and remains icy cool in the hottest of the conditions. He had led India to the famous victory at the T20 World Cup and there was a slight hope, a little wish and huge expectations that this may be the man who brings in the big one and last night that hope saw the light, the wish was fulfilled and the expectation bore fruit. The look in his eyes when he hit the winning runs for a six showed the intent and the determination of the man with a purpose.
Then there was the post match interviews and the one that will be remembered for years to come was from the young Virat Kohli who uttered with great maturity the following lines - "He's carried the burden of our nation for 21 years, it was time to carry him on our shoulders today."
If the way he contributed with the bat and this maturity continues who knows there would be a day where we would be getting carried on the shoulders and with the talent he's shown and this level of maturity, here's hoping he does.

The Word Block

There's nothing more annoying than when you set out to write something and you have typed in two sentences and then run out of ideas, words or just your sense of stringing a few more sentences. I have been meaning to update the blog but due to some unavoidable, unforeseen circumstances I just can't come up with any ideas on what to write on. Somehow, somewhere all the good old entertainment seems to have gone the way Britney Spears career has - down the dumps. I didn't really ever imagine myself even contemplating this but I am starting to miss her "Oops I did it again" antics. Although, behold there has been a better substitute in none other than the man himself - Charlie "Bow to me you regular people" Sheen. The holier than thou, messiah of the small screen, drama queen of this new decade (would win the prize for 2011 hands down, if not the whole decade) Mr. Sheen has had enough of people telling him not to have fun and booze and drugs and let him live his life as it is - a Rock stars one!
Anyways coming back to point, there is nothing more annoying than trying to jot down a few words and then everything comes to halt as you can't think of anything. So, till I get over this amateur writer's block, you might have to bear with me and read updates which just are left incomplete................................................................

Astronomical New Year

Welcome to the New Year! Yes, I do realise that we are already 39 days into this year but like they say better late than never. The old adage; bring it with a bang, might have turned into a bit of reality with everything happening across the world. It seems nature and people have somehow confused taking it by the scruff in a very literal sense and rocked this little planet we call earth.
While we are on the subject of planets, let us slightly digress and talk about the astronomical shift that jolted a few of us very hard, yeah those stars have also started playing tricks on us mere mortals by changing their signs and Linda Goodman has been left in a lurch with all those published books being finally proven to be...well...just rubbish. If you are still wondering where I am going with this you obviously were star gazing when the news broke out that what you thought you were was actually not true anymore, that the people who proudly described all their traits based on their traits suddenly were left wondering if life had in fact played a cruel joke on them. Well you poor souls, even though life had very little role to play in this misfortune, the realisation that even astronomy wants to mess your life might prove to a bit astronomical for some. Now, those of us who actually lived life based on the attributes stated by Linda..errr...I mean the star signs have to go back and re-assess what lies ahead all thanks to Ophiuchus, yeah imagine claiming to be a proud ophi...whatever! The debate has started and may continue for many a years to come but the seed of doubt has been sowed and those copies Goodman might just be used for the bonfire to stave off the harsh winters.

Of Heartbreaks and Heartbreakers

Everyone at one point or the other has experienced heartbreaks, it could have been either by losing someone close to you through death, break up, rejection or any other reason which caused a huge emotional pain. Sometimes though it is caused by serial heart breakers, some of who may or may not even realise that they are inflicting pain. There are quite a few of people who mistake emotions like love for what they view in Movies or TV Soaps and when they don't experience it in real life, are disappointed and could run the risk of causing a heart ache which occasionally might go into number exceeding one.

The other myth out there on this topic is that, only men cause heart breaks and its only the women who have to suffer through them. Like I said a myth, where in fact there are quite a few women who "play the game" very well. Femme Fatale is the term used for women heart breakers, and they should not be confused with the likes of Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian, who may be party animals, yet rarely can lead hearts to break. No, we are talking more about the likes of Cleopatras and the Mata Haris who seduced men and had them so smitten, that these men were willing to go to any lengths to appease them. They are in control of the situation in any given time and can manipulate their way to gain access to anything they wish. One of the reasons, that women can play the game in a more advanced manner is because they, unlike men, have a total understanding of how a man thinks. This combined with their superior emotional quotient can have any man singing/listening to "I can't make you love me" (sung by George Michael) for hours after she's been done with him. Men often can't express themselves emotionally and hence it takes more of an effort for them to get over the feelings and thus the pain is more both in amount and in duration. The other mistake that these men who have been played commit is try to persuade the women who left them causing even more pain as they experience, what hurts their ego more than their heart, the blind eye and the deaf ear therapy.

Yes, there is that mystery, that charm associated with a woman who can play the game of love and break hearts for while we think we're immune to the charm that very thought of strength brings in the chinks to the armour and takes us to the heartbreak hotel.

Now you may wonder why I have only discussed women and not men who are more infamous for this act, but that is exactly why I have done so, as the counts of men breaking hearts has been written numerous times. This also in some way should remind us that what we assume may not always hold true and when the word heartbreaker is mentioned, it is not always a man that is the culprit.