The sum quote of my life

Pain heals, Chicks dig scars, glory lasts forever.

This post is not just a dialogue from the movie Replacements. It means the world to some of the people who can relate to it. Those some who have in some way or other have sacrificed a part of their lives to celebrate a Genius. Those some who are not related by blood but by passion for the ONE. Just so that it never gets lost in the mindless messages on facebook i want to keep it b"logged". Whenever the going gets tough, belief and hope are tiny rays of light escaping through cracks in rocks into the darkest caves. No amounts of eloquent words, waxing lyrics, ballads of victory can do justice to what this inspires in the men who know what the words in that post mean. It is the light of Elendil.

This is what many lived for, this is what they will tell their kids and grand kids, this is what i would want to read before i bid adieu.

A Rangers Quibbling

I can live in a tree house with just my horse than be a caretaker of a mansion and a job ...

Madmans Quotes

It becomes even more difficult to explore the unknown when you have lost the difference between known and unknown !!

Reality is a relative term.

journey to the Treasure Chest !!!

"Desire!!" It is what keeps me alive. A desire to find the Treasure Chest, based on the faith that everyone of us have a destiny to fulfill. I wander through time and ages seeking that treasure, finding intermediate clues along the journey. The journey through vast barren lands, encountering numerous treacherous peaks and varying changes of climate. Hair, color, hygiene all take a back seat as I move single minded towards the treasure chest. Upon reaching this final destination, the joy of discovering the gold, is often brindled by a lingering question, "What did I cherish most, the journey or the treasure?"
The journey made us what we are but the treasure drove us in the first place. This journey is what i will bank on for future, but will I have the same passion for the next treasure? Would the journey hold the same significance had I come to an end and realized there is no treasure chest awaiting?
Is it really fair to reveal the contents of the treasure chest to a fellow traveler who is still searching? Does he want the momentous pleasure of getting a treasure hunter badge , or does he seek the knowledge and truth that the journey offers. Who makes this decision?
This could be another intermediate clue towards my treasure.

It has to happen !!

19th Feb 2011, might just be the start of the most memorable sporting event I would have ever followed. When the clock strikes 12 here in LA, Ravi Shastri might be tossing a memorabilia coin. The gravity of occasion dawns upon me only when I become Mr. "NICE!!". Thinking forward is a road I just cannot afford to travel, because that road takes me to a day when the single most Iconic figure in my life, would never play in a One Day international. I have spent a major part of 19 years of my life celebrating and witnessing GOD himself take part in Cricket. Pleasure, pain, breakdowns, sorrow, joy, adrenalin, passion have all been part of this journey. It is a pity I missed 3 years of HIS batting, (i donot remember that time of my life.. though i cannot think of anything i could have been doing better than watching HIM bat).
There have been scratchy times when even this devoted follower was more than just losing his faith. May be i just could never digest the fact that even GOD can fail at times. I have had anger bouts just because i could never understand how GOD could fail. Even when i wanted CSK to win IPL-3, deep down i couldn't bear the thought of HIM losing.

If there is one thing in my life I am proud of, it is "quit life, watch HIM". 41/51 test centuries live -- quite an achievement. This was apparent when i spent from 3 am to 7 am in a library cell only because HE was batting and me missing even one ball, or moving from my position, or opening my crossed fingers/ toes, or drinking/eating/listening/reading would cause a flutter in the universe and distract GOD from HIS apparent hobby (batting). That day, GOD made 200 !!!


If the "millions.." and "millions.." of ROCK's fan make him the most electrifying man in sports

entertainment, think what "BILLIONS" and "BILLIONS" of GOD's fan make HIM. There are more than just a few million people who would stay awake at un-GOD-ly hours on 19th Feb, just to watch HIM. This sheer stat is enough to show the passion that one man inspires. Is it not apt that half the world stands still when GOD is busy playing !!!

HIS batting gave people hope that even super heroes existed. There could be "miracles" (when He tried bowling). That hard work and determination could lead you to achieve mind numbing achievements. That quitting in face of defeat was just not an option. That respect was earned not demanded. That fame, money and pride can go hand in hand with humility. That national pride could give a high, which no substance abuse could. If there could be a ideal human, it was HIM, but after all HE is not human, at least for me.

I am at loss of words regarding to what i would do after HE retires from cricket. I have spent all my conscious and semi-conscious years following HIM. I just donot know life without HIM. All my years are catalogs of something HE achieved that year. e.g. 1998.. i remember HIS bday (even Warne does :-) ), but i dont recall mine own. I have categorically had the best day and worst day of my life because of HIM. The retirement thought is crushing but the honor of witnessing a career of such magnitude drives me on. There is an entire generation which grew and molded themselves on HIM.

Religion might teach us to kill/ divide/ ostracise people. But my religion is sports and my heroes are not mud deities but in flesh and blood. Our GOD has united a country which has more than 1,652 dialects... in each of those dialects god means Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar !!

Madmans Scribblings

Albert Einstein Quote :
"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

Sanity is opposite of Insanity.
But Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results, this is exactly what every human does.
So every human is Insane.
There is no concept of Sanity, when it doesn't exist.
There is a fine line between Insanity and Genius. Well since everyone is Insane, everyone has an equal chance of crossing "the fine line" towards Genius.

p.s. I hope it makes any iota of sense in the morning..

Madmans squibbling .. contd..

Rather than a blog, this is a short note on weird stuff going on in my brain. If rated, it could well range from ridiculous shit to Freudesque garbage.. Reading this is highly discouraged... I have listened to an hours worth of a lecture on THE DOORS, before that i had got really "better"..

What is the smallest unit of life? A collection of years, which in short is a collection of months, days, hours, minutes and seconds. The smallest unit of life is may be present or "NOW". But what do we do at "NOW", we either think of what he did before "NOW" at an earlier "NOW" or what we will do after "NOW" at a later "NOW".

So when we get to now (five seconds later... ), the moment that we thought of at an earlier "NOW", all we are doing is not the thing that we want to do now, but thinking of what we had said at a previous "NOW". There in comes the phrase, "live in the moment". If humans started doing that, it would result in chaos, confusion. That is the reason why we bank on the past and look to the future, and pee on the present. (RDB)...

Rating a day happy or sad or bad now takes a really interesting turn. When we are not concentrating on "NOW" and missing what we are doing "NOW", and not celebrating "NOW", how can we say how we felt in the last minute, which makes up the last hour, which makes up the last day, and slowly adds to life.

"Where's your will to be weird? ", Jim Morrison. Weirdness is will to live in NOW !!!

The legend of Toma-Hawk !!!

p.s. Humor lies in the head of the reader.. A little discretion when commentating will be appreciated..

Buchanaan is back.... and he couldn't be happier. Yeah in the literal sense of the word. The fog has now spread to his inner head.

There are T-7 days to the biggest event of our (all those people who spent their life in 680-622-420-651 all fateful rooms in F block) lives. It might turn out be bigger and more significant than 20-12-2012. Our tall KAANhiya's little major will see the battlefield. After millions of hours of net practice, hard work, dedication, constant nagging by JUDIpopo and Technical Improvement Sessions by SUNNYkabaap, he finally makes his Test Debut. It is a momentous occasion, something on the lines of Sachin Tendulkar making his debut.


Though Sachin made his debut at a slender of age of 17, this Master Blaster had not even realised his potential till 22. To put things in right perspective, at 17, there are chances our Kaanhiya might have not even known how to put a "grip" on his willow, least of all know that he had a "willow".

All of his net practice experience will have to be called upon when he strides on to play his first innings. This is uncharted territory for the young lad. Getting used to the pitch and bounce and seam will be crucial. The first session is crucial, keeping control of his wicket while scoring runs at a steady pace is what the experts (Arun-LALA... ) would recommend. But underestimate or predict on your own peril, since the aggressive intent might just works wonders like his hero Viru. He will be hoping to fare and cope better than his statemate Raina and "ride" the bounce.

Although there is no T20 or Odi experience to bank on, the sheer volume of the potential stands on this young mavericks side. He has seen leaps and bounds and bounced back a better person and player every time. The Toma-Hawk might have been under utilized under Punter's captaincy during the latter part of KAANhiya's career but we all know what he is capable of.

To end on a serious note, Buchanaan as usual awaits the match stats and bulletin, since this match is not telecast live, much to the chagrin of many people, not even the LIVE COMMENTARY or Cricinfo Updates..

To really end on a serious note, a century on debut or a fifer will be cherished and applauded, but even a match winning three-fer like Zak or a Laxmanesque match winning 70 odd with the "tail", will be mentioned in the annals of how-we-made-our-debut.

Well seriously being serious, Buchanaan from his heart or head or fog, will be looking forward to when KAANhiya just like the old days of first year gives him advice and leads the way. Just like cricket, Buchanaan will want KAANhiya to help him when he tries to stride for his foray. We all want to wish him the best of luck and bless him in this new phase of his life. A lifetime of happiness and success.

Just remember, "Play your natural game", this is what DADA advised Viru when he bashed and smashed NZ for his first odi century.
"Play your natural game through the PAIN", this what Buchanaan advises his VIRU !!!

Your MIND is the scene of crime

"This is the strangest life that i have ever ... known ... ",
James Douglas Morrison.

Just like beauty, Genius too lies in the head of the beholder.

Where am i? When did it all start? What is at the end of it? Would you want it to END?
Thrown into middle of somewhere. Wandering around, looking and staring at wondrous objects, trying to make a connection, with awe and gaping mouth. I have seen this before. But recalling or placing it in the right place seems impossible or rather the last thing on your mind. Are you wandering inside your head. Playing the little game that Jim referred to. A place where music is seen and colors are heard. A place where thoughts are not just fleeting ideas, they are like doors, each door leads to a new adventure.

"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru' narrow chinks of his cavern.", William Blake.

I just remembered i had taken one of the doors, to land in this place. I want to continue finding answers. I was not alone, i recalled, there were a few who along with me wanted to cleanse their "doors of perception".
May be they took different doors, I try to find them, but cannot see them anywhere. I know i can feel that each one of them is wandering through the same plane. Should I open my eyes.
Coming back from a limbo .. aka Inception style.. I make a contact with reality, well they are all here, in the same room. Was I in this room all this time? How much time has passed? Were they in same places that i had been? We make contact, look at each other, dazed eyes, smiling faces, the feeling of knowing something had happened, something which need not be spoken or written. The song changes, laughter all around. Is this laughter the signal of a dawn of a new wave. A new wave which will carry me back to ....

Is this real? When you are plunged out of the ocean or a kaleidoscope where each dot of is a pixel, composed of red, green and blue, slowly decomposing into their natural hues. All this just by the sound of music.
The feeling.. Is equivalent to falling into an abyss.. Or is it the sheer joy of discovering something that existed but never realized.. Or is it of fear, that i would never be back.. Or is it the sadness that this will end..
You just don't know if you are ever going be back to reality. What is reality? A concept which our brain makes us think is true. What if I spent my entire life in a prison or a box. Would that be my reality. What if I was shroomed. Would it just be one bad trip waiting to end. What is time in such a state ..
There is no concept of time when something is endless . So how do u differentiate .. Between something that is eternal or something that is fleeting .. Is it just your mind which makes u feel that way .. Can pain just vanish if the mind wants it to .. Would we remember the pain if there were no scars .. How would it feel to trying to recall the pain after seeing the scar ..

...... Waiting for the .....sun ...... (song end).... eyes open...

Update--- On hindsight, all these relate to When the Music's Over and Waiting for the Sun from the DOORS.

Even Tendulkar can FAIL!!!

Before people start bashing me only on reading the headline please continue. How a blog can mention that a person who is idolized by 1 billion odd Indian people, be associated with the word FAIL? A person or a legend who has crossed every milestone, won every heart beat, a legend with the power to make the life of 1 billion people frreze only by wielding a wooden cricket bat has eventually also FAILED.
GOD has FAILED in hiding his identity from mere mortals, that his name on earth is SACHIN TENDULKAR. Cricketers can now file complaints with ICC that all this while they were competing against a superior power. May be just to fulfill the universal law, "the whole universe conspires to let you achieve your goal --> leading to beginners luck", is the reason why GOD gave his wicket away to Panesar, Harris, McKay and many other bowlers, so that they never lost heart and followed their passion for cricket.
Here are a few quotes for the legend that is TENDULKAR. (Most of them made by me, an eternal devotee)

1. Bhagwaan has done it!! now i can retire from cricket in peace.. wait a sec.. we need 10 more centuries, a World Cup, 20k ODI runs, coz ... YEAH DIL MAANGE MORE!!
   
2. Sachin got there first, we don't care who the hell Neil Armstrong is !!!
3. Even what many hackers couldn't accomplish, Sachin has done it, Denial of Service from Cricinfo.---Gopal Shastri
   
4. SACHIN is GOD and cricket is his most wonderful creation.. those who doubt this can consider rehabilitation.
5. Commit all your sins when Sachin Tendulkar is batting, coz it is GOD himself who is batting.
6. Agar LAGAAN ke time Sachin Tendulkar hota, toh picture bahut choti banti!! Plus Britishers Independence bhi de dete!!
   
7. I finally know what god really looks like!! He is about 5"5, Maharashtrian and plays cricket!! Tendulkar bapa moraya --- kunal kapoor twitter

BHARAT RATNA" and "SIR" will probably come along in few months or years time but even those wont reflect the effect Tendulkar can have on life of a follower. I have celebrated each of his innings as if each and every run has been scored by me or a kin, I have criticized him every time he got out because I never understood that GOD wanted his identity to be hidden. Staying up whole night from 1 am to 9 am on an exam day was the best tribute I could give GOD who has given me a religion to cherish for life!!
To sum up then, this is probably the best day of my life, which might not be true, coz when Tendulkar makes 100 100's that would definitely upstage this.

p.s. just to add about the modesty of Tendulkar..:
Long ago there was a Pepsi ad "Sachin ALA RE!!" where Sachin is shown swatting cricket balls with a wicket stump, he was actually asked to use a mosquito swatter but he told the ad director (Prahlad Kakkar) that using a mosquito swatter would show that Sachin is bigger than cricket. He was plain and clear that he won't shot the ad with that script. This shows the respect that Sachin has for the game, despite the adulation received from all quarters.

UPDATE: THIS IS HILARIOUS