to team India for reaching the finals of first Twenty20 international tourney. And to think that they have beaten the likes of England, SA and Australia on the way is just amazing...
I know a lot will be written about this. But I could not stop myself from jotting a few lines myself as this is something to be cherished...
The best thing about this team is the talent on display. I was sceptic about the future of Indian cricket once the big 3 retires from international scene. But I can heave a sigh of relief as there seems to be a constant in flow of talent nowadays. And a victory in this tourney final will make so many others to take to cricket which will keep a steady inflow of talented youngsters...
No matter what happens in the final, this has opened up another money minting machine for BCCI to cash on. These victories have sort of injected a fresh interest for many in the game. For me it was always steady. But this tournament will bring back a lot of fans who stopped following cricket after the world cup debacle. People will even forget about that tournament...
Bring it on, Team India!!!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Here we go!
I don't know why I gave such a title to this entry. But I really don't know where I am going to start this blog and where I am going to end this...
Today was a day for movies. I saw three movies today, my favourite pastime here in US. And I don't remember a day when I have watched three movies in a row and all in the afternoon. The movies were, "Sideways", "Traffic Signal" and "Swades"...
And all these three movies had some serious themes that they dealt with. But all the three had beautiful love stories also weaved in between...
Well, I don't know if it is me or is it the age I am in. Nowadays, I am increasingly able to 'feel' the romantic side of characters a lot nowadays, their thrill, their pain and above all the peace of mind and comfort that they receive in being with each other...
I mean, I don't know why I am writing it here. But I had to say this to someone or write this down somewhere, and where better than this blog of mine where I can write down whatever I want without a trace of shame...
"I wish, I was in Love!!!" :-))
I think that should do it for now. I should be able to sleep well now ;-))
Today was a day for movies. I saw three movies today, my favourite pastime here in US. And I don't remember a day when I have watched three movies in a row and all in the afternoon. The movies were, "Sideways", "Traffic Signal" and "Swades"...
And all these three movies had some serious themes that they dealt with. But all the three had beautiful love stories also weaved in between...
Well, I don't know if it is me or is it the age I am in. Nowadays, I am increasingly able to 'feel' the romantic side of characters a lot nowadays, their thrill, their pain and above all the peace of mind and comfort that they receive in being with each other...
I mean, I don't know why I am writing it here. But I had to say this to someone or write this down somewhere, and where better than this blog of mine where I can write down whatever I want without a trace of shame...
"I wish, I was in Love!!!" :-))
I think that should do it for now. I should be able to sleep well now ;-))
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS
WENT out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
by: W.B. Yeats
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
by: W.B. Yeats
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