Sachin Tendulkar - Thank you

Now this has been said by millions of people - "I have been grown up seeing him playing for India."

There is no doubt about he can bat. Certainly not about he made us proud every other time he walked in the ground! I have, in fact, more to learn from him than his batting skills. How often we keep doing what we like to do in spite of every one of us not happy with it! He continue to batting through out his career, at the place he wanted and called his final day at the time he wanted! On the contrary, I left chasing cricket as dream only because few people doubted it.

None the less he entered as kid and will leave as a kid. There is no glitch, no controversy and not even a single case of bad reputation for generation to come.

I still remember many people asking me while I was watching cricket match if Sachin is playing or not even though they know nothing about cricket. In fact, they did not like cricket at all but wanted to know if that little boy with curly hair is still chasing his dream or not?

I can imagine Anjali's (his wife) sacrifice for him. What if she would have asked him - "Choose me or Cricket?"

Neither of us can say how Sachin would be feeling at this moment - just few days ahead of his last working day. I am sure though he would be really thankful for all his fans. After all, who else than him get a heroic cheers from millions of hearts when he walks in the ground to play?

This video is evidence of his greatness and I wonder if this will happen again for any other player!

Take a bow Sachin!

An outburst of bay

I am writing after ages.

I have been posting on dreams and this is no other theme.

Like all dream starts, I never knew when it started. This is about me sitting in my shop. My dad was not in the shop for reason I could not find. This is very rare but most interesting part of this dream was that my grandpa - who is also a father of business idea that we all get these days - was in charge that day.  He was busy handling customers and noting down sales.

Before we realize, there was sudden noise of panic outside. Our shop is on a very public road and a bay is just few miles away. Before I rush to see what happened, Prankaka (brother of my gradpa) got to the end of the road and was shocked to see everyone running here and there. We all were speechless before we can understand what exactly was wrong!

Somehow there were very creepy and never-seen-before animals coming out of the bay. Few animals were running out and playing on the road. Few snakes had started poisoning public. It may not sound logical but they had not started climbing up our shop. Some people were shouting that someone burnt all the trees surrounding bay and therefore these animals got panic inside; came outside to save their life.

Prankaka could rescue a person from snake by dropping acid on it. I always used to amuse how many skills Prankaka possess!

After sometime the situation became quiet. Was it all right for all of us? Never know because no one knew where these animals have gone finally!

I could see Sanjay (my brother) returning all right from town. He was completely unknown about the catastrophe happened here!

I don't remember what else happened afterwards! Things are really fine, nothing wrong! Thank god!

Only because of you!

Even when I say I am cool,
may be I am not.
No reason to back it,
don't wanna let you know.
If I am really a diamond, well...
when you are with me, I glow!

Signs might be working for few,
luck might be with some.
All seems right for me, well...
when you come!

People wonder what is time made up of?
No clue.
What I have felt is -
every other moment that I survive here, well...
that is only because of you!

Stop playing game on me!!!

When you first walked down in class,
I didn't care to stand up.
Girl...shame on me!
It's not I don't respect women,
swear on god, so beautiful to turn my eyes from you.
I know you don't like to be stared,
Hell ya...blame it on me!

You don't look at me,
don't gimme a smile,
I am fool enough to make many styles
but nothing seems working on you!
Show me a sign, do you really like it?
Tell me...stop playing game on me!

How silly it can be at times?

Every time I walk in the street,
I feel like a king.
Full of dignity and character,
a smile for a smile to cater.
Have no enough quids to buy stuff,
I put a due date and scatter.
I wish I could buy everything I like,
then I put a stop to my greedy mind,
how silly it can be at times?

Every time I go to sleep,
I decide what to do next
than just blame and weep.
I see dreams like you all see,
richer, smarter and a girl next door.
I achieve only a little to read, laugh
and something that you can adore.
I wish I could have everything I like,

then I put a stop to my greedy mind,
how silly it can be at times?

Tales of my grandfather!

Things and men made for you spun around you for no reason. They are part of your story and how they unconsciously lead your story; give shape to your story. 

Years back, we boys used to seat around my grandfather in our dinosaur (was really big in those times) house. He used to tell us about stories - man made and especially the way he heard from someone else. Time has traveled so fast and today and now my dad tell us story of my grandfather to me.

When you are young; hear or see honesty and bravery practicing, you really doubt if these values are really important in your life. If these are the values on which the roots of your family are going to stand on. These doubts gets confirmed when you hear from your own dad talking about your grandfather's honesty and bravery. How challenging that time would be! How hard it would be to stand on those mere values which paid back to his grand children and still blossoming now and then! 

He leaves a strong impression on me that money is really not that vital or primary objective. People make money or run to make money not impressions; not honesty and bravery. Especially we young generation (all my cousins and peers) live in our own 4-5 member family and restrict our lives to them. In my grandfather's time, he used to take care of his own real brothers and sisters, his cousin brothers and sisters, their sons and daughters, their grand children and the next family members. Need not to say he has his own massive family. If you ask me the total members would be around 60-75. I wonder if he would not have selected honesty and bravery, he would be capable of being comrade to all of them.

We believe we get closer by Facebook or Skype but I really wonder if this is how we can be really close. Perhaps limiting our time and friendliness to our immediate ones, we certainly grow but we miss to plant seeds for those who are yet to come and see world!

Like always, I am not complaining, I see, observe and wonder!

પરદેશ જઈને મને દેશ સમજાયો.

પગભર જ્યાં હું ઉભો પણ ના થયો,
ત્યાં પરદેશ જઈને મને દેશ સમજાયો.

ડોલર ગાડીઓના કંઈ કોળીયા નથી ભરાતા,
પોક પડું છું ત્યાં મિત્રો નથી આવતા.
સેવ ડુંગળીના શાક અહી લોજે નથી મળતા
ને બર્ગર ડો-નટ્સથી કઈ પેટ નથી ભરાતા.
પગભર જ્યાં હું ઉભો પણ ના થયો,
ત્યાં પરદેશ જઈને મને દેશ સમજાયો.

વેશ બદલાયો,
રંગ બદલાયો,
પણ મન નથી માનતું
કારણ શું છે એ દિલ ક્યાં નથી જાણતું?

આજે પણ ખાલી મેચ જીતે તો છાતી 
પહોળી કરીને ફરું છું,
કે પરદેશ રહું છું પણ દેશને ક્યાં 
ઓછો પ્રેમ કરું છું?

મળે જો સ્નેહ દેશીનો 
તો સામે આવકરો પરત કરું છું. 
કરે જો પંચાત દેશની કોઈ તો,
ખોખારો તરત કરું છું.
પગભર જ્યાં હું ઉભો પણ ના થયો,
ત્યાં પરદેશ જઈને મને દેશ સમજાયો. 

Scary dreams of exams

It's just 9 AM in the morning and so have one more hour today. I thought why not add one more blog?

Trust me before this post, ten times I logged in to write a blog and found nothing interesting to share. Is it a post-marriage effect? Do men go content less after marriage? Well, don't expect me to answer, my wife read my blogs.

This post is actually for the dream I show last night. I don't know why but it is so interesting to share scary dreams. Like it is obvious in a dream, I never knew when I was sitting in an exam. Which exam? Well, I am trying to remember too. There are students writing continuously here and there. I was the only one who was trying hard to stretch my neck as long as possible so that I can see what they are writing after all. People say I don't have brain, so I scratch rest of my body in exam.

Adding pressure to my situation, the closing bell rang and teachers started collecting answer sheets. Before she comes and collects mine, I suddenly found three piles of papers lying below my desk. I thought the miracle happened. God, who I never believed in, helped me secretively like discount offer by any other super store. I immediately tied them with my answer sheet and submitted to teacher who was skeptical on my funny smile. She gave a look of how-the-hell-this-horse-won-in-the-race? For the rest of the 5 minutes I seated like wise men sit in the Parliament and nodded my head in agreement to every other student as if "I made it!"

Unlike Leo's are expected to over dramatize the problem, I was actually facing the one. The teacher called me up when I was leaving the class in my own happy world. She told me if I have lost my head. I don't doubt people when they doubt my stupidity. I simply asked her to tell me what is so messy about me this time? She informed me that it's an English exam and you added 3 long lasting newspaper looking extra notes but in Gujarati?

I was feeling sweat even in bed. No matter how tight I am sleeping, I come to know I am only dreaming. Before my wife get another good story of my mess (even those made in dreams), I started snoring to pretend sleeping.

The House Diary

A happy shopping day ends finally! How splendid was it with my wife running faster (as usual) and I run behind her with carrying all heavy bags. After all, it was a Saturday and she came with me. What more she can do for me? She was such a good company by the way because we ended a shopping day without shopping anything for her. Now as a man shall I take a credit of this? Or shall I give her credit for being the rarest lady to do so?

Let me tell you she is sitting next to me, eating popcorns and not giving to me only because I curiously asked her if she is making popcorns right now. She as usual considered it as my denial for popcorns. Now I have to end this article on a sudden reminder from my wife that she wants to see one of her program. It's her laptop I am writing from finally.

The in-built blue tooth

Have you ever received a positive attraction of any thing or people? How divine is that feeling! The life is too long to understand and justify but you can certainly say there are few things and people are just made for you. When you are around them or they are around you, you can feel the magnet. There are few of my friends and peers when something good happen to them, I can feel that happiness too. I don't know if there is an in-built blue tooth in all of us which exchange such good feelings easily. 

While I am writing this post, I am simultaneously opened a twitter account. The first thing I hurried to find out are my friends. What's there status and what are they tweeting? The attraction was surely there. I am sure I will enjoy the twitter journey as well not because of tweeting but tweeting with friends. Excited to use twitter!