As usual the pain in the wrong place is not because of the mortals around me or the people I work for nor coz of any one near or dear. And when i say pain it is triggered by a simple situation of expectations falling short and the expectation- an intangible thing from a bunch of people whom i have nevr met all my life....Well, guessing wont fetch any marks. The simple answer is Cricket. and our team loosing to a bunch of dedicated but less talented group of power packed lankans.
some times i feel if Indian team is allowed to play alone in a tournament they will still manage to end up as the runners up. I don know if the team in blue had any butterflies in their stomach the way me and millions of jack asses of the nation felt before the match. every time i tell myself, as an australian supporter lets be happy for ever. but deep down inside some where in my silent pareyers i pray for team India's victory. after the profoundly shocking defeat in the hands of those bonks even i started and end my bed prayers with men in blue in mind.
The hype was jus getting bigger in the office, road, car FM, even the Delhi airport lounge TV and the pilot of delhi -chennai announcing it every now and then. millions have gone bonkers over the largest show of world cricket. but sadly we were depending on such criminal waste of talents who thought cricket means hitting gold mine in terms of endorsement, chilling out and bedding some bollywood babes.
Today am not praying for the men in blue but i started my day with prayers for those millons like me who lost, hope, faith, trust and enthu in a game called cricket. coz i belive there is lots of power in the prayrs and some day it will be answered..if not with a world cup but atleast with a bunch of dedicated cricketers.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment