Breakthrough
A dry day
After two of damp
weather and hope
As the clock ticks
and conviction dwindles
-the sun decides to shine
Pg#1 and wicket#501 happen
This isn't a dry state today
Thanks Anil
For when the One Great Scorer comes To write against your name, He marks-not that you won or lost- But how you played the game. -Grantland Rice
A dry day
Till late after the Carnival of 2003, the best in the business compared themselves to Australia and acknowledged India to be getting to a best ever 2nd position-more than anyone else, our beloved captain wanted everyone to think that way.
"Sometimes, the true test of bravery, is to live-rather than to die."
Adolescence is a wonderfully commoving phase of life. Each person believes he has it in him to change the world. And each wants to do it in his or her way-the right way. There is allegiance in a chosen passion. And a chosen person.
Amit had stayed in 14, B Block, 1st Floor, Kirti Nagar Society ever since nani and Pammi maasi brought him home from Holy Cross Hospital on a summer evening. He had known the rickety gate and the dilapidated boundry walls to be guarded by Nahar Singh's bushy moustache and laathi for as long. The four storied building built in the 80s had resisted modernization (no lift) and break-ins for most part of its splendid tenure. Most members were happy to celebrate the Foundation Day with a 'cultural night'-of attempts at classical dance and antakshari. The sole inclination for him and his gang-Sandip, Raju, Sachin, Ravi and Pinki were the samosa and Campa Cola afterwards.