Archive for August, 2009

The roar of the Zaheer

The Roar of the Zaheer

The Roar of the Zaheer

I am a follower of the group, “Indian cricket is the best thing that could happen in life”. The best possible words which explain my emotion for the game is – I love cricket.

Since this is my blog, I am going all out to proclaim that there is no sport which captures drama, excitement, tension, fear, victory, failure, patience, energy, life and the roar as cricket. I watch the game for the roar from team India. Roar is defined as, “a powerful, intimidating sound….. Animals may roar for various reasons, including territorial proclamation, communication with other members, and anger”.

Under Dhoni’s leadership, every player has contributed to the roar. Seamers as Sreesanth, RP Singh, Irfan Pathan and Ishant Sharma have perfected the roar. Undoubtedly, the king of the roar is Zaheer Khan in all forms of the game. Zaheer’s trademark roar is absolutely riveting, magnetic and enchanting. I am sure being a pace spearhead in the team equates to Zaheer being invincible and it is this feeling which is reverberated in his roar.

The roar has taken Zaheer to higher pedestals in the cricketing world. Zaheer’s roar gained greater impetus with numerous ODIs, test match and T20. As I am writing this, I can recall his loudest roar – Dec 2003 – where he took five of the top 7 Australian batsmen in the first innings.

News reports confirmed that Zaheer Khan underwent a major surgery on his left shoulder at a hospital in Johannesburg and is currently undergoing rehabilitation. Zaheer’s recovery time is estimated to take anywhere between six to eight months. Six to eight months out of the cricket world can spell the end of Zaheer’s roar. With the dynamic nature of the selection process, politics and associations that govern the selection committee, new and younger talent and all the other variables that dictate the dark side of this game uncertainty looms large above jersey number 34.

May Zaheer’s fervor for the game enable him to return with a louder and resilient roar that reverberates INVINCIBLE.

Zaheer Khan’s Profile –


Waiting to get my hands on –

The Week magazine featured Rana Dasgupta in their list of
most desirable married men. Can only wonder how much that
label would work for his career. Waiting to get my hands on
his book “Tokyo Cancelled” to see what the fuzz is all about.
Tokyo Cancelled

The night the demons came out

Yesterday night was tiring. My super sensitive stomach decided to launch a volcanic eruption.

I narrowed the trigger suspects as – aloo cheese sandwich, mixture or cappuccino from a machine which is inhabited by one roach. My night was spend between running to throw up and sitting in the loo.

I called in sick today though I am sure it will be a vacation leave because I am serving my notice period and when you are working for an MNC like where I do, you loose your status as a homo sapien.

Sickness brings out the demons in me. The ones that I have safely locked back of my mind cause they turn my inner monologues suicidal and depressive. During my hostel day’s stomach illness, stomach infection and gastroenteritis frequented me. My initial reaction would be to call home and yell at my parents. Somehow transferring the blame to them and ending the conversation with, “I am dying and there’s no one to look after me” made me feel better.

Sounds like unnecessary drama, but staying in the hostel was tough especially if you were sick. I recall running to the loo at 2 in the morning to throw up. There would be no lights and the basin would get clogged so you had to take a stick and shove your own puke down the drain for round two for throwing up.

Five years later my stomach illnesses have become occasional. I still call my parents and politely say I am dying. Every time I am sick, Pandora’s Box just opens automatically. Out come the demons. My entire life flashes in front of me.  Its like a rewind your life trip I am on – I map things which I should have done, things I should not have done, things were I had no control, things to this day I have no clue why had to happen. In short, the flood gates open and I end up feeling miserable.

Being sick makes you realize your vulnerability. Knowing your vulnerability is a strength at the same time painful. Currently, I am in this space of mind where I am aware, I am in my late twenties, single in the city, surrounded by engaged, married or soon to be married friends, adapting to perception changes in my mind.

All it takes is a stomach upset to reinforce that small doubt in my mind – What if you are going to throw up in the night and there won’t be anyone to get you a cup of water? What if your appendix bursts at 3 am and there is no one to take you to the hospital. What if you are sick and there is no one to call you and ask how you are doing.  What if all you end up with is loneliness?

“Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn’t change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It’s not just a river in Egypt, it’s a freakin’ ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?” Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy.

Only time can teach how to keep you from drowning I guess.

Good night.