I want to write this tonight, although it is very late, and I am very tired. I want to write this tonight because I might wake up tomorrow morning and the euphoria may all be lost; I may wake up and not be in a trance anymore. I want to write this tonight because I might wake up tomorrow and realize all this was a dream.

    But this cannot be a dream because it defies your power to dream. It is reality laughing at dreams, reminding it that no matter how far it takes the human mind, reality can always be a couple of steps ahead; all it has to do is get up and take those steps whenever it wants to.

 Lets test this out a bit here. Go berserk. Imagine. How much can Australia, 0-2 down and then fighting back to level the series 2-2 with a fighting last wicket win in the last game, make against South Africa at home. Let your mind go loose. Think. Imagine. How much? 340 , perhaps? Mayb 360- they did that against India the same venue, so maybe that much. Nah, too strong a batting line up. 380 perhaps.  They are going to be playing out of their skins on this one- they really need to save the series. 400 at the very most. Its world record in itself dammit.

           But no. They defy imagination. They defy the realms of what we accept as being ‘possible’. They score 434.

            And then , just as you are recovering from that, just to add that knock-out sucker punch to your imagination, Reality goes ahead and lets South Africa chase that.

  This is entertainment. This is sport. This is cricket.  What a game. What a match.

That will have to do for now…more ravings to follow….

      I am not entirely certain what it was that made Tushar ( inquisitive thinker, as he is popular known around these places) wake me up from my xanga hibernation.

  "Why?", I ask, bleary eyed, yawning. " To point out six weird things about myself", I am told. Well, now thats a wonderful reason to disturb someone's sleep 

  Anyway now that I have been woken up, I might as well say something weird and be done with it. Besides, I could use the attention...(thank you Tushar. Pls give the man some props and comments and other such things that will make him happy)

-Sang the title song of the popular tv show Mahabharata  (yeah the list's started,this is wierd thing number 1) during my interview for admission to Junior K.G, because I hadn't been to a nursery and knew nothing of the sophisticated abc shit that other kids were flaunting. Wouldn't stop even when the teacher interviewing me asked to, until they became frustrated enough to give me admission.

-As a child, I once prayed to god for pardon and mercy after having accidentally killed an earthworm that i was trying to drive away. I dont beg for mercy now, but do feel deep regret everytime an animal is killed (by me or otherwise)...except Mosquitoes, of course...they suck blood, see.

- I have been blessed with two brains(at last count), but cursed with the fact that i can't control either of them, especially when I am writing statements like this.

- I believe very strongly that someday, I am going to develop a split personality.

- Often,I read even while I am walking on roads (including crowded roads). Cant afford to bother about the fact that this isnt particularly pleasing for the others I bump into whilst doing so.

-I am rather proud of my abilities to (usually) influence the outcome of cricket matches on TV in favour of the team I am supporting (usually India) -- by working out and maintaining elaborate patterns of where to sit, when to watch and when to switch it off, which position to face the t.v from,when to stay in the room and when to leave etc etc.

        Tip for reader(s): No, seriously, it works, ....if you really put your mind to it (and if you happen to support a strong team,like, say, Australia, who can be trusted to win even otherwise)

 Well, yeah, thats about all thats weird about me, except for the fact that I am, in fact, a two headed dragon from the ancient planet Xerbigza in disguise who has signed a multimillion dollar endorsement deal with a travelling freak show- but i guess thats not really that wierd.

As for tagging others, I have asleep so long most people I could think of tagging have already been put through the motions. However, if there is anyone left who would like to be tagged and given some attention and free publicity, I'll be glad to tag you. Please submit your requests in a calm and orderly manner.

"....With a smile on his face, Dada walked up for a word and for a brief moment, as Tendulkar waved animatedly with his gloved hand, you were transported to the days when the two were the most feared batting combination in the history of one-day cricket" -(Date 30th November, 2005)

Those were the days of glory.

Anyway, be back in another 10 months or so.

" I am not only Politician but I am Philosopher also"

-Laloo Prasad Yadav

  Put me in a 100M dash and I will come last irrespective of how many people are in the race.

  But put me at Platform One of the Railway station with a train arriving at Platform 2 or 3 or any other random platform, with the stakes of arriving late being having to sit through lectures without getting attendence, and I can put Micheal Johnson (or any of the express Olympic racers, for that matter) to shame.