Category: MY LESSONS

My love affair with cricket

Yesterday , i went to Kolkata to watch IPL match between Kolkata knigth riders and mumbai Indians.It was really fantastic experience.Its very much different experience than watching match on TV.They are so animated and informed with statistics .But there it was not easy to catch all movements at a time .Unfortunately camera was not allowed 😦

In IIT KHARAGPUR IPL is super hit like orkut.There would be important exam like end sem but u would prefer watching match.Match streaming and IP are talk of the day.(Thanks to 24hrs. free net facility 🙂 ).

My love with this game started way back in 1996. I use to be very studious guy who loved text books with no other activity.But my friends used to brought radio in class rooms secretly to get updates. so i got gradually inclined.It was world cup time. I started reading news paper for  sports page and would eagerly watch match between JNV GOPALGANJ team and other teams.I gradually knew about cricket playing nations and players.

Then i started listening to radio for commentary . I just got addicted .I would delay lunch/dinner/breakfast/assignments for that.It was really benifitial as i started loving the game and could understand fast passed English commentary.Even i started playing cricket in my close group of friends with our typical BAT. I hit sixes and fours (don’t laugh,it true).I started playing badminton too. I was very smart player and would beat all my friends. So i dreamt that may be after some time i would get in district level, then state level then selection in national team :P. So that’s how my affair started with this game.

Really some crazy incidents are worth mentioning :

  • When Yuvraj singh made 84 in NAIROBI series i loved his strokes and remember him till today.We brought TV on rent to watch the final.India lost the final. Even we thougth to break TV .but some one came to our rescue . I was so sad, my head started aching, we did not take our dinner. I kept my sad face for almost 4 days.
  • In 1999 world cup. I always seat/eat/slept with radio at my ear.I loved South Africa and its players.I got more addicted.Was so sad when SA were not in final. I loved sachin tendulkar and saurav ganguly.
  • In 2003 i was very much involved. Watched every match.Read newspaper and editorial. Wrote many things daily. I got inspired the  way India made come back like true fighters . I loved the concept and term ” Team India “. Was ecstatic as  India made to the final. During those days , I was in BOKARO. IIT entrance was near in April.But do hell with that.Bokaro is always a silent town but in those days it seemed, was a city with not a single soul.
  • On final day when Zaheer khan’s 1st over started being murdered by Ricky Ponting i felt crying. Then what followed for 50 overs was unforgettable. India batted for chase .wickets kept falling.Every one left TV room.  I kept seating  waiting for some miraculous innings from Sehwag.  When he was gone my dream was gone with billions of cricket worshiping Indians. I cursed team Australia . I did not take dinner . Wrote 5 pages in my diary about loss of India in the final and many finals.
  • I compared sachin, Dravid, Sehwag with my chrachter and luck. I felt dejected and at complete loss.
  • Got so happy and emotional when India won T20 world cup.I loved arrival of DHONI on Indian cricketing stage.
  • Now i am loving IPL and this wonderfull concept of fire work cricket. I loved Maccullum fire works.I am so involved in IPL .And have sad feeling for Deccan, Mumbai , Bangalore.
  • One day in dream, i saw Mumbai Indians scored 299 runs. Sachin scored 253. But they are chased by some other team who made 400 😛 its not logical . But it shows our involvment in cricket.
  • when saurav ganguly was thrown out of indian team . I felt injustice was done to him. i felt so sad.But dada made come back. I was so happy, inspired with his fighting spirit/determination/inner strength and a true player.
  • I loved the way Saurav threw his T-shirt when they won the Final.

Many matches to follow.Many Dramas are to be witnessed. IPL has long way to go and has very bright future ahead for cricket lovers.Many records are to be broken and made.

Truly India is cricket crazy nation.cricket is religion and cricketers are our super star and demo-GODs.Throwing stones on cricketers home would occur. Banning Saurav would sadden us.His strong come back will inspire us. I love India. I  love cricket and hope that  Team India would be World cup winner some day.My love affair with cricket will remain for ever.Cheers to India , a great nation, a cricket crazy nation.

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Patel Hall, DTE (IIT Kharagpur): Lovely Memories

When i came to Patel Hall (famous for its terror in IIT Kharagpur) i never realized that it would give me never lasting memories.And then in wing DTE-known as D top east.Here i stayed for 3 years.We did loads of masti and fun.Now it feels that these 2 years were very short .Alas..!! i could have more years to spend here.

Patel Hall : Once a Patelian always a Patelian

These symbols/Logos define us

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I am putting a short write up on our lovely wing DTE.

To recollect the past two years in DTE is nothing less than a journey. This has been a place which has housed 13 souls who have been extensively apart in their deportment and other aspects yet have been so very together throughout this period. When they joined hands together to come to DTE, there was nothing but promises of the marvellous days to look forward to. And beyond any sort of dubiety, it can be declared that the days spent here have given a lot to look back to for all the 13 souls who have inhabited this place.

Let us list some of the memorable things achieved in this wing:

  • The “mid-wing conferences” on the cot in front of Sumit’s room…

  • The Puri Trip in 3rd year winter…
  • No dearth of photography sessions – camera in every room or the other…
  • The “HP-wing”…
  • Golu’s Anime affairs, much to the frustration of others…
  • The gult songs blowing full volume in three rooms…
  • The “watery” GPLs on birthdays…
  • Mandal da’s endless funda sessions…
  • The mega Job treats…
  • The wonderful moments when the wing was painted with lovely caricatures and quotes…
  • The highly acclaimed wing-treats to juniors and Hall mates at the end of it all…

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Added and Updates on 11 March 2010

Out of these 13 STUDS 7 graduated in 2008 and remaining in 2009. Reason that these 6 were B.Tech + M.Tech students. So by Gods grace and luck they had another year of masti and fun. They wrote more interesting stuffs about themselves which is very hilarious and creative .This on line portal is archiving our great life spent in IIT Kharagpur.

Motive is that all the students who were in campus can relate with our fun filled life.Idea is that when we get older and look down the memory lane and visit this blog we get nostalgic.

I hope you Guys find this interesting and do not complain that your filthy past is being displayed here.

Have Fun and Blast !….

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This is for the love ,affection and great life we had with each other.

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Holy~Devil

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That Weak and Thin Girl

I always analyze myself.I give a thought everytime i go to bed that what i have done today is right or wrong..??? the job i did is right or wrong..??? and i always try to find the answers.i feel enthusiatic doing this analysis but some time regret doing that and feel guilty.this is how, i am very balanced and am fully responsible for my deeds….!

I read TOI (Times of India).I am not advertising rather suggesting that everybody must read a newspaper.It will keep you attached to the nooks-corners of this damn world .vocabullary building,improved literature,time pass,movie review are the benefits you can get by doing just this little thing .

It had an article about confessions of women who were ditched,love-mourned by their spouses.These were strong,professional,modern,upperclass houswives,media personnel and so so.They had gone to realization of prism of relationship.They now know how bad the color of rainbow is when love-lorn are ditched.These are blessed one but they also suffer.some said you are fortunate if you have never been in any relationship.

They are also feared,traumetised,insecured.they say that we are weak.just think if this is the situation with them then how in this world were ship-herd like women who are illiterate wolud be behaved.Just thinking about this your spine will be chilled to horror of experiences .!!!

They have faced the truth staring into their face.they are couragious,still they are physically, mentaly,emotionaly harashed.how could these world-awared ladies can allow someone to let them abuse for years..???.

strange..!!! they do because they are weak.they are helpless.they can climb the ladder of success again and again but at the end they are living at the mercy of these scoundrals called “male” and male based world.I cursed GOD who made these vultures.They are single again status women cursing their life and relationship..!

In IITs so called females are very few to count.so called because they are biological female not in looks,in manners,dresses and attitudes.If you happen to be stranger and land up in IIT campus you will find this race.Go to social gathering places like canteen,cafeteria and to your upmost strange a girl would be standing beside you in a pair of trousers,goggles,skin tight T-shirts,boby hair cutt,no curves and you would be counfused by her aroma to say least that its a boy or girl..???

so i am lucky that a few of these species are my batchmate.when i came in IIT i would fantacise that aahh !! i would have lab partner,romance,going movies,chatting with them,dream date but GOD you are so unkind to us.

One day she was sitting on 1st row bench and i on second.Then came my huge batchmate.He is so macho-look guy .He sat beside her but maintaining proper distance as much was possible.

I was watching both of them.Girl who has average look,thin hands,very thin and small body length .on the other hand the guy is almost double her size,triple in thickness of hand and macho look.

I thought suppose he says to her “oye…ugly bitch get off from here and go to hell”.

what she would say..???is it her mistake that she is weak..???.she has no control on the way she is made.so why should she suffer.???she can’t slap that guy because she is weak.she can’t abuse him because she could be stolen rather stripped off with her modesty by that beast.so she is destinned to be abused and traumetised.she is helpless.God has made her like that.

Just thinking that i cursed the GOD.

When ever i read a news about a girl being raped,physically abused,slapped,her face burned by throwing acid on her face i cry and cry…I curse GOD who has cursed these women.


if some idiot has fallen in love or lust and girl doesn’t reciprocate then he rapes her,throw acid on her face or even can go to the extreme of murdering her.is it girl’s mistake that she is girl..????

i say no .this is curse of GOD.GOD is so biased.why dont he makes the girls same powerful as boys are.Why only women can give birth to kids..?? why they only can be impregnanted..??? why they are so weak and classical..??? all these question are there to be answered…!!!

GOD you are so unsympathetic and biased. What is your intension..??? Just tell me .I will never curse you.
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This is not an end to this subject.Thousands of question are still to be answered which are whirling in my mind.I have many stories of women and girls to share with you ,to throw light on this gender.God please empower me,give me strength to realize their trauma,fear,abuse and pay my tribute.

Till then bye.
Hoping to be back.Have nice and critical reading.

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My Inspiring Ladies

This world enjoys the story of some one’s turmoil in the most happy way. Sex, Sorrow, suffering, and sad events sell with highest volume traded.


Every age has its own experience of facets of life rather say emotions. You must express those to a medium. Be it your closest friend or spouse or soul mate or who ever you are comfortable with. I believe we can never be 100 % honest to any one except yourself.


Even then we try to let the world know our emotions in limited way and by self controlled resources. I found writing dairy and keeping it safe to myself was the best way to share my secrets with myself. But These weird and wild fantasies have this habit to evaporate more faster than  boiling water. Then came this whole exciting and easy to access to the world called “blogging”.


Here I land up with my online self to create and share my day to day emotions.

But before i start i must tell you this fantastic story.


When i realized my senses,i thought to  write something on any topic.But could not express my feelings. And failed badly on this front.Actually i used to fantasize many things to write but could not pen that down. Lately i realized the reason for not being  able to express my true feelings. And it was :


मुझे क्या पता था ?
गजल तो जुल्फें सवारतीं हैं ,
तराने तो धड़कन गुनगुनाती हैं
अफसाने तो नैनो की भूलभुलैया में बुनते हैं
मकड़ी के जाले से भी उलझे से
पर राधा कृष्ण के प्रेम से सुलझे से !



God created this beautiful world because he created women and innocent kids. I wish to feel their each and every pulse they get when they see this world with their eyes wide open.From the very beginning of human race it is believed that females are the real and sweet inspiration for great writings in the history.It took  me few years and few emotional turbulence to feel that way.


Yes!

Now i must admit that they are the true inspiration and force behind great literary and other type of marvelous creations.”I have loved them .Some times hated them, but cant’ ignore them. As they have altered my soul”.

I will talk  in details about them.They will reflect in lines and characters of my stories be it fictitious or real. But let me give them their due  credit with these saluting lines.

“उस परी की प्रेरणा है
सुर सजाता जाता हूँ
छबि है उसकी अनोखी
हर तान छेड़ जाता हूँ”

Cheers

Holy~Devil

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