the cup that matters !!

As i sit down to write this , one day after the cup has come back home after a generation gap , the feeling has not yet sunk in . My father was roughly my age when we won it the first time . I always wondered since '03 , how the aussies back home , the common people must feel when the team they support played so magnificiently, consistently . Perhaps now, i atleast know how they felt when they'd got the cup. Its a feeling words can't truly describe. Its an emotion everyone of us could associate with. Pride,honour,respect for the team,glory,attitude,ecstasy and a lot more.

Its not about winning the cup,atleast put up a good show , i said to myself when sach walked away. Now, having won it, i realize how deeply it was about the cup.Even though my heart wishes to describe the so called ramayan-2 final here, which am sure no indian missed, this one is for the people , for the team , for the game and not the least about how i feel about all of these .Hats off to gauti for showing such character.Respect, loads of it. For a friend says you could be a fan of gambhir or you may be not ; but you can never be an 'anti-fan' of his.Truly. I wish this could be said for certain other individuals as well.Zaks' first spell, was indeed magical.Yuvi what a way to come back to form.WC looked like his 'ghar ki kheti'! Dhoni defines what i call 'whenever i wish to do' attitude.Theres nothing much that can said about god.Bhajji!!and everyone else.This means no disrespect,just that i aint writing this as a review of the tournament.And also that now that we have won the cup it doesnt matter what went wrong.That is for certain other voices to debate on. Well everyone said this one was for sachin.Ok.Whatever the reason,i sincerely hope you find another one the next time around.

Concerned voices , voices that matter have said a lot about cricket,in general and the indian cricket , in specific ,the past 6 weeks.Encouraging stuff,abusing shit,winning ways,losing matches,team selection,performing when needed and what not.This one is from a person,who always believed its just another sport but now sublimely understands why its called a religion in india. I still don't know what hovers my mind; the '03 bowling nightmare or the '11 nightmarish start converted to a result, howsoever surreal it maybe.I still dont know whether i praise dada,who brought in most of the current indian team and taught the team what attitude is or whether i finally credit ms for he is the epitome of composure.I still dont know whether we stand a chance next time around or is this the beginning of a wait that would end when my kids would be my age. Well everything said and done i certainly wish i could have seen and heard dada after the match.

I truly understand now, what cricket means to our generation and using some mathematical funda,i could extend it to every other generation of India.Final of any game is important.An uncalled toss-couldnt have been a better start. Swearing when sanga finally won the toss.Slow start,people praying for wickets,mahela settling in with sanga and the '03 final ghost haunting zaheer yet again. People hurling abuses for every run not taken.the thuderous claps and slogans for every boundary hit. Fingers been shown for every good ball delivered.The closed eyes and folded hands-man you would know how religious people were only on such days.A friend sat with his palms closed as in prayers for the entire second innings.Well they say 'team ko jeetana padhta hai'.Indeed! When we won the T20 WC,people said a new cricketing era has dawned.Then the numero uno test position. WC '11.The sun has finally seen the morning.

if only

And thus the story unfolds

of forgotten moments and

lovely chit-chats of the

walks in shadows ,

blessed with light breeze !!

Of my whimsical nature

and my soporific stories that

perhaps only you truly enjoyed .

Running away from friends

and solecism that must have

left them humiliated and angry !!

Realization, thus, dawned

that together we were meant to be .

But then you felt ,

you felt otherwise and left ,

left us all and since

then the stories have remained

unheard of and what remains is

memories, that would help living along .

it's over !

beyond the exception,
we laughed at the hypocrisy,
about people being so pretentious,
we talked about life,
about moments after goodbyes,
fought about decisions,
about how how we felt for each other..

And now the moment has come,
when words remain unspoken and
yet heart decides to keep quiet;
when you don't want any explanation,
just want the ice to break,and
deep in heart you know the moment has come
to walk away and try your best to forget..

Silence in crowds ,
inner voice yelling in pain,
feels like betrayed but
we do live through the pain,
tears roll down her cheeks,
said she it lessened the pain,
looked away from me,
said she,helped console her love,
and yet we say love is beautiful !

a new beginning ..

Missed opportunities,
unapologized deeds,
untold blunders,
hidden truths,
faked lies,
unwanted traits,
uncontrolled ways,
strayed thoughts,
deserted paths,
lost time !

an inconspicuous chance
to correct the wrong,
to change the bad,
to find the lost path,
to better the good,
to justify the rationale,
to improve self.
Beginning of a new dream,
to have a new perspective,
to take the dive,the
dive to exceed expectations;
to take the flight,the
flight to realize unfulfilled dreams;
to take the chance,the
chance to make things right !

beyond

Places beyond horizon,
thoughts beyond imagination,
beliefs beyond certainty.

Dreams beyond reality,
lines beyond straightness,
feelings beyond awareness.

Discussions beyond decision,
virtues beyond reverence,
miracles beyond reasoning.

Faith beyond existence,
hopes beyond possibility,
love beyond acceptance.

Deeds beyond greatness,
life beyond soul
and the realms of beyondness.

down

Tears rolled down
yet never did i frown.
Consequences of what i did
Should have put my feelings below the lid.

i tried to run away
to be more happy and gay.
But then your thoughts held me back
perhaps its strength that i lack.

Never did what ought to be done
just need the special someone
On whose shoulder i could cry,
and she would say its 'worth another try'.

Looking into the past
leaves me aghast.
Thinking of the time to come,
already leaves me numb.

Believe i would never change
understanding me is beyond her range.
Wish i could just tell
rather i would,in pain,yell.

Walk Along

Can't you just forget all

that i have done

just come and walk along with me.

To realize those blurred dreams

to see those lost faces

to relive through the pains.

Can't you just forget all

that i have done

just come and walk along with me.

To understand the vague thoughts

to enlghten my disillusioned mind

to ponder over my disinterest in life.

Can't you just forget all

that i have done

just come and walk along with me.

To rationalize my life

to overcome my fears

to smaile and walk past the mistakes.

Can't you just forget all

that i have done

just come and walk along with me.

To love back all those who care

to change the things the way

i want them to be.