Monday, January 22, 2007

Gala week

Its 10:00 a.m on a Monday morning and I am in office right now. Five minutes back there was absolute silence in my corridor and a couple of adjacent ones too. And why? Out of the 60 odd team members, all that I spot is 13! Apparently my boss and my boss's boss are on leave, along with I dont know how many dozens more, this week. And I am sitting here smiling from ear to ear. Ofcourse there is enough load to keep me occupied for 8X5, but I can be happy about working with no added load/burden/nuisance/interrupts etc etc.. from either my boss or his boss.
I AM THE KING THIS WEEK!

Monday, January 15, 2007

Yet another match update

Apparently this was our last practice match before the tournament kicks off in last week of Jan. And it was the first for our opponents NVidia.

With the start they got off to ( 89 for no loss in 10 overs), our chances of wrapping up our practice matches with a decent win looked fat. But some clever spin bowling and McGrathish offstump line from our medium pacers in the last 10 overs were good enough to bowl out the novice team for a chaseable 147. Good fielding (3 run outs) and some sharp catching were the highlights of our stint in the field.

Our batting has never let us down. Atleast for as long as I have been in the team. We outscored them with 5 wickets and 4 overs to spare.

On the personal front, I gave away 4 wides (10 lesses than the previous outing), bowled 2 very good overs (cost me 5 runs) and got hit for 5 boundaries off over-pitched deliveries in the other 2.

Overall : 4-0-31-0.
A decent outing. Line is under control now. With regular practice (2 saturdays before the tournament starts) hopefully length should also be alright by Jan end. If not, I will continue to be in the team, but shall lose my opening bowler slot.

Monday, January 08, 2007

In my next birth..

On you, when I showered my love
Ne
ver did I think about anything else
‘Cus I always felt
The lord himself was standing right by my side.

Never ever did I wonder
What the future would unravel
That a basket of flowers and fruits
Would metamorphose into a shrub of thorns

Candidly, did you really feel nothing,
Nothing at all, when you just left?
Atleast I could never ever dream
That you, of all people, would deceive me this way.

Oh no! I am not blaming you
Neither am I sad that you left me
I only spent many a night crying, and if I am sad,
Its only because my soul still is inseparable from yours.

Even after death takes over
Your thoughts will keep lingering in my mind
And I shall return with another life
Only if God promises me, that you will be mine
In my next birth..

I came across this real heart numbing poem this afternoon. It was in Marathi.

Thanks mummy, for helping me translate this.