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Thursday, February 25, 2010

SACHIN GENIUS TENDULKAR FIRES 200:FIRST DOUBLE CENTURY OF ODI CRICKET

February 25, 2010 3 Comments

Storm in....
He will freeze the air of pestilence...
to be no 1 is his phenomenal vibrance !!

At 6:45 pm a dear friend of mine,a crazy cricket fan,on his boring train journey inquired me the score of indian cricket team;to which I answered,'you are unlucky dear to have a not-so-emergency journey today.just spin the earth back,if you can,to the place which will show the Indian standard time 2:30 pm by your watch;sit in front of your T.V. And watch history in the making.if you can't,just ask a child who has just learnt how to bat or ask a tea vendor who has shut his shop down this afternoon to watch the master blaster's blade getting fired.'
If you ask me,i may not be good enough to tell the story of making of histories.anyway i will try a few words to salute the history as i can't stop babbling.

THE STORY

At 2:30 pm on a sunny day at Gwalior beneath the clear blue sky a star was shining brilliantly who walked into the captain Roop Singh stadium with a great welcome from the spectators in the stadium as well as all the viewers of Neocricket in front of their TV all over the world.But oops!I was unlucky to catch that glimpse,being inside the classroom of Preventive and Social Medicine and by the time I got a seat in front of our TV,he was already at the crease busy installing his run machine from the very first ball he faced.

The flat pitch was inviting for a run feast.After Sehwag's dismissal Sachin and Karthik put a 194 run stand and even after that a blazing Yusuf added a zing to the momentum.later Dhoni also joined the master blaster putting a 100 plus partnership.The master blaster did no mistake and with his strokes wrote a sonnet,a splendid memoir,on the heart of his dearly fans.His fifty coming off just 37 balls and century off 90 balls was nothing to cheer up.After that he played even more violently.His 150 came off just 118 balls before he surpassed Kapil Dev's 175 with a six over the long on off JP Duminy and his highest score 186* with a pull to fine leg. He surpassed the highest score in ODI that of Saeed Anwar of Pakistan and Charles Coventry of Zimbabwe with a flick past fine leg for two runs. But one more history was yet to be written....unfolding the mystery he drove the ball past a fielder at point to reach the magic mark 200* ,the first double century in ODI history after 2692 matches in 35 years of birth of this format.

AND FINALLY...

If you take a glance on Sachin's strokes you can't imagine how hungry he still is even with all the records of cricket with him. Here I remind the lord Hanumaan,the super hero of epic the Ramayan,who was one day eating all the stuff his mother was giving and still asking for more.finally being exhausted when his mother Anjana pointed at the sun and asked to take it,He jumped off towards the sun and engulfed whole of it in his mouth. But for Sachin,i see,sky is not enough. Even every electron is dual-spin-dancing and cherishing the sizzling celebration of Sachin's shining victory over myth and history.and every proton is singing the sermon of the batting maestro with all its electrifing positive sparks.The world belongs to him.
And finally i can say,
"If cricket is my religion...
SACHIN is my GOD"
which is why next time Tendulkar plays the big innings it might be a good idea for us to fall silent in stead of describing in adjectives ,and just meditate on the ball rise and rise towards the heavens

Saturday, February 13, 2010

MY NAME IS KHAN:A MOVIE REVIEW

February 13, 2010 3 Comments
Its no strange...the riot of wild animals that stand out in mumbai.damaged threats,unclaimed attacks and nonsense attitude could not stop the release of most awaiting movie of the year 'my name is khan' that will cross a milestone in the history of box office.
MNIK is a movie starring the two best actors of the country shahrukh khan and kajol.if i am going to describe their chemistry on screen and off screen response then i must be acting foolish.the movie is directed by the sizzling director of KKHH,KKKG,KHNH&KANK but this time with a different spice.the best music director of the country ,shankar-ehsaan-loy have touched the string of hearts with noor-e-khooda & tere naina.
THE STORY:
SRK (rizwan khan)is suffering from asperger syndrome,a genetical disorder linked to chromosome 17p13.he moves to america.there he lives with his brother(jimmy shergil) and sister-in-law(sonya jehan).he sells some beauty products under the guidance of his brother.in due course of time he falls in love with mandira(kajol) .kajol was a divorcee and she has a son already then.they get married instead of protest from his brother just because they belong to different religion.after that they start a business and live happilly.
The tragedy starts,that will flush your heart with punchfull of blood,when their son is killed.after that kajol thinks that this all was happening because of their surname khan that regards to muslim,a religion.they splits.
Shahrukh then embarks upon a great journey to meet the president .he suffers a vulnerable situation when he is regarded as terrorist and thrown behind the bars.after some khich khach he is released.he moves to georgia to save a family he had met during the journey from hurricane.media catches it live.then the story makes a climax to end it.

BEST SCENES:

during 1st half of the movie there are cool romantic scenes in which the best couple of bollywood will propel your heart to slip its beats.besides these the humor adds to the scenes of SRK selling beauty products,1st meeting with kajol and scenes after wedding.
In the second half you will be pushed towards a corner that relentlessly move you to tears not only because of emotions but because of the perfect acting.

MESSAGES:

1)In julian and gregorian calender the time scale is divided into BC and AD.but after 9/11 the time scale got a 3rd designation.the world divided,humanity torn apart.the terror strikes to the common man in the name of religion.
2)in this world there are two types of people-good and bad.no matter what happens ,in the end the good one triumphs.
3)relations are made of not only blood but of love.

AND FINALLY......

SRK proved that he is the king of bollywood.in my point of view its his career best,if i choose,chak de and swadesh following it.
kajol did a fantastic job sharing a heart throbbing chemistry with shahrukh.
Karan also did his best.
The child artistes tanay cheda for young and yuvvan makkar for sameer are shining brilliantly.
And finally if you have already watched then you are lucky enough.if not ,stop reading this article right here and go for the movie...feel the phenomenal experience ....

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Forgetting a friend....

February 10, 2010 0 Comments

Forgetting a friend is not so easy,especially
If you are surrounded with poetry.
Waves come running to you and recede
Throwing behind a question mark.
The breeze,blocking your ways asks
Something that it never asks.
A ferry dissolves itself at the horizon
and leaves behind a vacuum.
No ocean can fathom
Nights sink into darkness.
And tears deceive you in your eyes.
Forgetting means more reason to remember....
{if you are asked to...can you forget a friend of yours}

Sunday, February 7, 2010

MOTHER NATURE'S FINAL WISH ???

February 07, 2010 1 Comments
Is it one more cut down breaking tree?
Or,a tainted tear drop falling from my eyes?
Is it your high speed fiendish rocket?
Or,a needle pricked on my ozone blanket?
Is it a coal-fired chimney reaching up so high?
Or,is it suffocating one more species to die?
Is on the barren land flowing hot autumn breeze?
Can't you see the polar ice caps melting into seas!
Oh my children...
Loving breast awashed with tears
cheeping vows of your teensy-weensy smile
I beg you on my knees...
Before the sky goes red and rivers are dead
solar flares fire and mountain is bald.
Ask yourself looking into my eyes
How many days you have got to live?
For the peace of her children's soul
Mother's soothing hand is not for a 'candle' to hold...
Promise me to change your wasteful ways
save your young mother dying because i am not grown that old

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

WHY SO OFTEN DO I FALL IN LOVE

February 02, 2010 0 Comments
When the sun kisses the horizon,
When the stars twinkle,
And the moon smiles
In the mad land of fantasy...
A fairy appears having thought of
mine in her eyes,
Her soft words speaking my stories,
Jingle sound of her ear rings tuning for my feet
Her bewitching smile keeps my heart beating,
Her soft touch keeps the flower blossoming.
I whisper a prayer...
"one moment more to be with her"
But she dissappears
keeping me busy in search of that dream love.
When i see a girl with little fairy-ness in her,

I wanna very aloud...

"...because without your love
i am nowhere yet so far,
if u leave me,
leave your heart with me,
as i am in love with you"
And i love that girl very very much
till I find a better one!!

AN ODE TO MISS TEENYBOPPER

February 02, 2010 2 Comments

This is an ode to miss teenybopper ,
with a twist of lime,
written in a bit of hustle
without any lollipop-rhyme.

She is the girl with lucent hair
having glorious attitude,
confidence & spell bound appeals in her white uniform
adds to her benevolent gratitude.

for her many beauties that tell not a lie
i am often blown away looking up at the sky,
getting stunned with the beauty that i do find
wonder how such beauty be painted on a beautyful mind!!!

one glance from her...the whole city goes down
the 2nd glance from her,turning back,leave them in ruins.

tipsy in her crikey heels
'Katty' 'Hilton' yet she appeals!

come with,when spirit sags,energetic hugs
except for certain type of bugs.

silly dancer tuning her feet into the spring-rains,
proud parents & adorable friends all that she cares..

rainbow to follow your clouds,
laughter to kiss your lips,
SONGS TO WARM UR HEART...
'slender dreams be fullfilled'...is what i wish!


with the marvellous heart i own,
i pray to god every second!
wishing her to be my frnd
well beyond the end.....
Dedicated to my sweetheart

Monday, February 1, 2010

MY FIRST POEM GIFT:ON HIS 13th B'DAY

February 01, 2010 3 Comments

The best gift to me is
Not a barbie doll with curly hair,
Not a dew rinsed red rose,
Not 'a brief history of time' by stephan hawkings,
Not a candle light dinner in lovers' paradise,
Not a sweet n sour hot lemon tea.
But its
a cute little boy with million dollars' smile,
whose words keep me energetic,
for which i play with him day and night,
there is no happiness nor heaven beyond it,
Thanks to my parents the best gift to me is
my cute little brother in standard eight.