Thursday, September 28, 2006

MY TAKE

ON CRICKET.


there is a huge ruckus over the upcoming ICC champions trophy...
teams which are gonna play the qualifiers include west indies...
if my memory serves me correct wasnt this the same team and beat inida recently...

every since i was a kid i wondered how a cricket team was made...how were these people selected...now i have the answers after years of research....
the first rule is eat samosas, jalebis, gulab jamuns, sandwhichs, burgers pizzas basically anything edible tht you can get hold of in the next five minutes...after which the selection meeting can start...
the second and most important rule is...pick the players who have done the maximum number of ad's recespective of their form
the third rule....create ways in which some important inform player will be left out. usualy the excuse for this is he isnt fit.
the fourth and the most important rule....whoever passes the selection process has to be a certified choker

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

MY TAKE

On Dandiya,




The music was blarring from the speakers,the crowd was a usual mixture of young and old.
I was transfixed to a spot trying to learn the finer details of Dandiya. witht a little help i soon picked up the pieces and was soon on my way to the hall of fame

As i watched the crowd i saw people playin for fun like me
while there were others who stood out from the crowd in the way they dressed and played, they were there with th sole purpose of winning a prize.
i looked around a little more still zapped by the ironic situation
and there she was dressed in a yellow tee and peddle pushers i felt like singing yellow by coldplay to her.....then i saw her dance....just like a robot she burnt up the dance floor in her own right...
there were others too providin me some much needed comic relief...

at the end of all this......dandiya is a nice place to have some clean fun....but the sticks arent supposed to be used as weapons of mass destruction and he have clearly forgotten our roots...
they tie me down with their chains.....
they want to burn me down with my idealogies....
but they dont understand....
they dont understan tht they will die....
all die in the strom created by my rage.....

i wasnt born this way....
this world made me.....
i am a revolutionary.

i have been quite for too long....
i have heard enough of your abuses....
i am tired of being your slave.....
i wanna be free....
i wanna be myself....

my wrath will show no mercy as it tears thru you....
only after you face my wrath will you understand....
understand why i am a phoenix....