A couple of days back, I went to the capital. Like every capital, there was rush. Lots of noise and you can’t hear yourself. I cannot define that rush. It’s for anything, everything and nothing. You don’t have time to help an aged person climb three steps. You don’t have a minute of time to talk to an old friend of yours whom you crashed into. Just a minute it all takes. If not a minute then a simple smile does the job. One second and seven muscles is all you need.
It was a hot day and I was thirsty. There is a dairy booth where you get milk products. You get Lassi, Flavored milk, toned, high fat and all that stuff. Everything is packed. Take it and run. Many prefer flavored milk because you don’t have to wait long and then you don’t have to stand in one place. Cut it, put a straw and rush. I bet you’ll find one who can win Gold medal in sprinting for India in this crowd. Maybe they get the strength from the flavored milk. I love flavored milk and is much better than to drink some cola or soft drink.
One aged person, probably in late fifties or early sixties, runs that booth. I ask him for one packet. I wait. Busy with other customers, He probably heard me. The pendulum swings very slowly(like the hero and heroin running in slow motion towards each other) when you are thirsty. As if it’s purposely slowed down for this little girl. This, looking like a five year old, girl gently pulls my shirt. One of those beggars dirty… Stinking. Her face subtracted from innocence. I normally close my eyes or go away but not this time. I turn selfish. Continue reading →
What is Cricket??
You have two sides one out in the field and one in.
Each man that’s in the side that’s in goes out and when he’s out he comes in and the next man goes in until he’s out.
When they are all out the side that’s out comes in and the side that’s been in goes out and tries to get those coming in out.
Sometimes you get men still in and not out.
When both sides have been in and out including the not outs,
Thats the end of the game.
I hope you understood what cricket is. Now to the topic title. Is Cricket a religion?? In India they say,
If Cricket is religion, Sachin*** is God.
Certainly here peoples are crazy about Cricket. They Eat Cricket, Sleep Cricket, Think Cricket, Talk Cricket. Whenever there is India’s match you’ll find Government offices empty. Or near a TV or transistor. Crowd gathered on street outside TV shops. As an Indian this dangerous disease once affected me. But thanks to 2003 World Cup Final. It’s perfectly cured and I’m fit now. But for Cricket fan’s I should be admitted to Mental Hospital. (I still wonder why I’m not there). But the problem with that disease is that its infectious. So in order to stay away from infection, I sometime watch matches which are on Sundays. So far so good.
You see. I just got away from the topic. But reading all the above thing, It is a Religion. Its a religion which unites whole India together. This religion is very powerful. You hit this sweet spot, cleverly of course, Then name and fame are your’s. Everything has its Pro’s and Con’s. Cricket is no exception.
I don’t want you to feel bored. Will continue this Nonsense some other day.
*** = If you don’t know who is Sachin, Welcome to planet Earth.