Magic of Music

These are one of the moments that are so intoxicating - You are just going about with your humdrum existance, the usual rigmarole and suddenly you listen to this perfect piece of music which just strikes some chord. You feel like everything has started to make more sense than before. Everything seems different. Everything seems a tad more beautiful. I dont know to explain the feeling - Just that the affect that some good music can have on the mind - is just magical !

Sachin ... Sachin

With the passage of time, you seem to loose touch with things that once seemed so very important to you.

The days when cricket seemed to be a matter of life and death - seem to be in my memory, just as if it was yesterday.

Cricket was almost a religion. We would not miss a single cricket match- come what may !

I remember not studying at all for my F.E Mathematics exam - just because of the memorable Ind- SL match at Taunton, where Ganguly had hit 180 odd runs. Despite the protests from my parents - I was throughly convinced that, the Cricket match was more important than the odd F.E exam.

We watched cricket at our homes- at friends homes - in the college canteen - in front of electronic shops in the streets - listen to the commentary in buses/trains - just about anywhere.

I remember the famous last day of the last test match of the Ind -Aus series of 2001 - the one where harbhajan, rahul and sachin got us to win the series 2-1 ( after trailing 0-1) . We had our semester practical examinations at that time, and we were listening to the commentary of those last overs - along with the examiner, on the old radio that the examiner had brought ! I remember us ( the students and the examiner) discussing cricket - of what could happen and what should have happened - just like old friends - and of us celebrating together after India won. After the test match was over - the normal situation resumed and we were the students again and he was the examiner.

Then there was the time when my family and me had been to Delhi/Agra. We ( or rather my mom and younger sis) were unfortunate enough - that we decided to have the trip at the same time as the Sharjah series - In particluar that one , when Sachin had hit 140 odd runs in both the semi-finals and the finals. I m sure everone remembers that one. Who can forget that ? ? . I distinctly remember the displeasure that my mom and my sister felt, just because me and dad refused to leave the hotel room in Delhi because we were watching the cricket match. Who would want to go sight-seeing when you could watch apla Sachin destroy the arrogant aussies ? I remember us changing from a "non cable room " to a "cable room " in the hotel for the cricket match.

There are so so many cool memories associated with cricket matches that may be I could not even list them all.

Anyways, Hoping the best for the Indian team against Pakistan. Go Sachin !

5 year old married to a dog !

I dont even know what to say about this

Dan Browns 51st State !

Check out this news.

While most of you would either be outraged or be plain amused by this, just think about the possibilities it raises.

Imagine Kashmir being the 51st state, and of all us desi engineers working at a place which is a stones throw/ grenades throw (in airline distance) away from home. You get to earn thousands of dollars per year - and all the sundry benefits of working in USA, and then you get to fly home to say 'hi' to your parents about every weekend.

More seriously - I really feel that Dan Brown ought to get himself a life. I wonder what he is going to come up with next ?

He will observe that a torn kellogs corn-flakes box resembles the map of Maharashtra and claim that Kellogs Corporation had bartered the state for a kilo of corn-flakes. The agreement papers, according to Dan Brown, being signed with a pen which wrote with sugar syrup-ink - which unfortunately got destroyed by a hungry 3 year old.

Unless of course this is an April-fools joke by the times web-site !!!