Country's pride or shame......??

Every blog I write, anyone come over to debate on it, I know I would be able to defend my ideas. But this is the first time im putting forth my idea to the world which might not be 100% the way it is and may just be a coincidence. If it is a coincidence, I’m not ashamed to apologise and if it is not then this is  matter of shame.

I, like almost every other Indian, am an ardent follower of cricket. Off late after the introduction of commercial format of club cricket like the IPL and Champions League, I have started to hate a few top cricketers. Without naming any of them, I have one big question? Players get injured during an international level tournament, but during IPL and CL all are fit???

Everyone played the world cup, played the IPL and then got injured, needed rest and so on…I’m afraid I have to take names now….Gautam Gambhir, who was at the risk of an injury played the IPL and skipped the next tour of India, did he not feel the strain while the last few matches of IPL? Sachin has the flexibility to choose the tours he will play in…understood he has been playing for long and maybe he needs rest, but when India were battered by England he gets an injury during the one dayers… and is now ready to play in the CL…. I mean WTF is all I can think. There may be reasons beyond my understanding but when Kumble can come out with a broken jaw with the bandage on and play why not give your best when the country needs you and rest when it comes to the club level?? Not only the players I have named there are others also but these being the prominent ones when the country is in need why can’t they skip the personal needs and look into the country’s pride.

The fun in making a fool of yourself....

I act according to the situation; many people say this and do so proudly.

But at the cost of your personality…?

I have been observing my close aids and people I interact with regularly in my life to understand this. Humans, atleast 95% of them are no less than chameleons, changing according to the situation, which is good. But I wonder why change your beliefs too? If you do not believe in something strongly they why even speak about it?  And if you do speak about something, go to the heights in proving it, why go against it some other time?

It this competitive world when all want to emerge out as winners, I wonder at times if we have forgotten that we have our own personality and some things, we believe are good. It’s a shame we have to compromise on who we are just to prove a point to someone. The urge of winning an argument by making a strong point drives us I guess.

My Work Place

A lot of people have been asking me to know where I work, how the place looks like. After I wrote about my work with the cops in the Traffic Management Center. You can read that blog by clicking here.

So here is a pictorial blog.

My work Station

My most important tool 

We hit pondy again…Day 2

Thinking that we did not party late night, I thought atleast I can go and catch the sunrise, but woke up well past sunrise at around 8 am. By the time we could do anyting, I had alcohol in my hands….

After a lazy process of getting ready, we went to have our breakfast and the bread onlets were literally yummy. We also had a cute pup in the restaurant who helped us pass time till we waited for our orders to arrive.

Heading back to the cottage, it was beer time for me and Rajeeth while the others sat and just spoke, giving us company. As this was going on one by one we all got ready to go to downtown Pondy. Lunch in a sea view restaurant, shopping on the streets of pondy and the time was up.

We hit pondy again…Day 1

Stresssseeedddd out……. was how I was till Friday noon. As always, last minute bookings, I had already booked for the cottages and return tickets, but Bangalore to Pondy was not yet booked and we were supposed to take the Friday night train :P

Well 1 thing that always kept me cool was the fact that more than 500 tickets were available and the train was not running full. However, it was done and after scampering helter skelter me, Rajeeth n Meghna finally reached the yeshvanthpur railway stn, where Bharath and his wife were waiting already, to board the train to Pondy. This was the first time I was travelling in an AC class and must say for hard core (train)traveler like me, I did miss the track sound L but its good to hear some nice music and not to mention the cooool bogies….

Slow and steady wins the race is what this train is all about….reaching as late as 930am on Saturday. Anyways, we took 2 ricks from there and headed towards the cottages booked. On the way I stopped over to pick up the first beer of the trip, yes an early morning beer. Once we hit the cottages and put our luggage in the respective rooms, few guys went to freshen up, but I was already fresh sipping on the beer.