1. I'm a jerk of the first order.
2. It's an established fact that I am extremely lucky. God has been very kind to me. Touch wood.
3. Coffee is a passion for me. I like my coffee strong, full bodied, just a hint of sweetness and without all the extra frills.
4. The guys call me "Shrutz or Shraxiz" and the girls call me by my name. If your not following this basic thumb rule, you ain't being smart. It's about time you realized that.
5. My favorite quote :- " This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time." - Fighclub.
"When in doubt... fuck." - Scent of a woman is a close runner up.
6. If I had a tumor, I'd call it MBA.
7. I write. At least that's what I'd like others to believe. LOL :D
8. I am random. Very random.
9. I'm a big fan of Zaheer Khan. I bet I am STILL there, even after 10 years.
10. If I tell you that you 'electrify' my life, I probably mean that you leave me in a state of shock.
11. I have a huge Ego. I retreat behind it when i want to protect my self respect.
12. I can talk a lot of bullshit. I can talk about stuff I don't have the slightest idea of. I can talk a lot. I usually do.
13. " Comfortably Numb" is the most sexed up song ever. It's better than "What goes around comes back around" as far as setting the mood is concerned. Floyd rocks.
14." With or without you"- U2 and "Iris" by Goo Goo are the most romantic songs. Ever. " She will be loved" - Maroon 5 is a close runner up.
15. Simple plan - " How could this happen to me" is the best Heart break song ever. "She fucking hates me" is a close runner up.
16. I have a thing for symmetry. I like it.
17. "Make love, not war". Now that makes a lot of sense, does it not?
18. My spelling skills are next to non- existent. My vocabulary is a close runner up.
19. I suck at Finance. Period.
20. I thought I'd never like dancing. Apparently I was wrong.
21. Someone has promised to not let me die a virgin. Maybe I should have promised him that instead ;)
22. He told me to ask him out so that he could say "No' and get it over with. Maybe that's why "I" haven't asked him out yet!!
23. Sarcasm is such a turn on. Amongst various other little things.
24. I hate it when people don't pick up my calls or return them.
25. By this time i bet your probably cursing the twist of fate that urged you to open this post, right?
26. I hate it when some one refuses me what I want. Or says that I can't get it.
27. I can be very romantic. It's just that I prefer being brash.
28. I think a lot. A lot more than you know.
29. MBA taught me to give emphasis to "substance over form". So did BBM. I'm pretty much sure as of today is still prefer "Form over substance" :D
30. The one thing I have in common with sleigh dogs. We both run at the very mention of " Mush". :)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Friendss....
# If you want to be happy for a day, get a date. Happy for a week, get a lover. Happy till the end, keep me.
# I don't regret the things I have done and the things I didn't do. For somewhere along the way I must have done something right coz I ended up with a friend like you.
# I may have forgotten to say that I care. I may have failed to open up and share, but though no words have been spoken, my promise of friendship won't be broken.
# Time and distance are important between friends. When a friend is in your heart, they remain there forever. I may be busy, but I assure you, you are always in my heart!
# I was never tired of this life and it's not gonna matter if I fall down twice, coz I know each time I fall, you won't let me hit the ground. Thanks for being around.
# Friends are gifts wrapped in ribbons of thoughtfulness and trimmed with kisses and smiles, given by God to stay not just for a day, but for life. Thanks!
# Fifty years from now, I'd be so old I might forget you. I might not remember ever knowing you, or might forget I once cared for you. I might… but I won't.
# Do you ever recall the first day we met? Our first hello? The day we became friends? Well, I do and I will always remember. For that very day, I knew I'd cherish you.
# Some friends are remembered because of their smile. Some friends are remembered because of their style. But you are remembered because you are so nice to remember. Take care.
# Someday you may lose your hair, your teeth, your looks, or even your memory. But there's something you won't lose. Me, coz I'll always be your friend.
# I won't promise to be your friend forever, coz I won't live that long. But let me be your friend as long as I live.
# I thank God I'm rich not with money but with people like you. I may not have the most expensive things but I've got a most precious gem… a friend like you.
# I admit I'll never be the perfect friend. I'll never be there always. I may not make you smile at times but there is one thing I admit I could do. To be the person I could be for you.
# Friends are like the walls of a house. Sometimes they hold you up, sometimes you lean on them. But sometimes, it's enough to know they're just standing by.
# I thank the Lord for the gift of friendship where I can be myself and be accepted as I am and for finding a home in the heart of a friend.
# Keep me as a friend and I will keep you in my heart and lock it up. I'll throw away the key so that no one can take you away from me.
# Some joys are better explained in silence, as a smile gets more audible than laughter. I was asked if I enjoyed my friendship with you. I just smiled.
# If all my friends were to jump off a bridge, I wouldn't jump with them; I'd be at the bottom to catch them.
# Thank you for touching my life in ways you may never know. My riches do not lie in material wealth but in having friends like you - a precious gift from God!
# I always thought loving someone is the greatest feeling, but I realized that loving a friend is even better. We lose people we love, but we never lose true friends.
# If one day you feel like crying, call me. I can't promise to make you laugh, but I'm willing to cry with you.
# A man should keep his friends in a constant repair. The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.
# Some friends are separated by time. Some are separated by differences. Some by distances, some by pride. But no matter how far you are or different we may be, you'll always be a friend to me!
# There is a golden bridge called friendship that spans the river of time and links out hearts together even if we walks separate roads of life.
# If friends were flowers surely I would not pick you! I'd let you grow in the garden and cultivate you with love and care so I can keep you forever.
# One tree can start a forest, one smile can start a friendship. One touch can show you care, one friend can make life worth living for.
# In my dreams, we were never apart. In my dreams you kept me close. In my dreams you loved me the most. In my dreams we're always together. Might as well be dreaming forever.
# I don't regret the things I have done and the things I didn't do. For somewhere along the way I must have done something right coz I ended up with a friend like you.
# I may have forgotten to say that I care. I may have failed to open up and share, but though no words have been spoken, my promise of friendship won't be broken.
# Time and distance are important between friends. When a friend is in your heart, they remain there forever. I may be busy, but I assure you, you are always in my heart!
# I was never tired of this life and it's not gonna matter if I fall down twice, coz I know each time I fall, you won't let me hit the ground. Thanks for being around.
# Friends are gifts wrapped in ribbons of thoughtfulness and trimmed with kisses and smiles, given by God to stay not just for a day, but for life. Thanks!
# Fifty years from now, I'd be so old I might forget you. I might not remember ever knowing you, or might forget I once cared for you. I might… but I won't.
# Do you ever recall the first day we met? Our first hello? The day we became friends? Well, I do and I will always remember. For that very day, I knew I'd cherish you.
# Some friends are remembered because of their smile. Some friends are remembered because of their style. But you are remembered because you are so nice to remember. Take care.
# Someday you may lose your hair, your teeth, your looks, or even your memory. But there's something you won't lose. Me, coz I'll always be your friend.
# I won't promise to be your friend forever, coz I won't live that long. But let me be your friend as long as I live.
# I thank God I'm rich not with money but with people like you. I may not have the most expensive things but I've got a most precious gem… a friend like you.
# I admit I'll never be the perfect friend. I'll never be there always. I may not make you smile at times but there is one thing I admit I could do. To be the person I could be for you.
# Friends are like the walls of a house. Sometimes they hold you up, sometimes you lean on them. But sometimes, it's enough to know they're just standing by.
# I thank the Lord for the gift of friendship where I can be myself and be accepted as I am and for finding a home in the heart of a friend.
# Keep me as a friend and I will keep you in my heart and lock it up. I'll throw away the key so that no one can take you away from me.
# Some joys are better explained in silence, as a smile gets more audible than laughter. I was asked if I enjoyed my friendship with you. I just smiled.
# If all my friends were to jump off a bridge, I wouldn't jump with them; I'd be at the bottom to catch them.
# Thank you for touching my life in ways you may never know. My riches do not lie in material wealth but in having friends like you - a precious gift from God!
# I always thought loving someone is the greatest feeling, but I realized that loving a friend is even better. We lose people we love, but we never lose true friends.
# If one day you feel like crying, call me. I can't promise to make you laugh, but I'm willing to cry with you.
# A man should keep his friends in a constant repair. The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.
# Some friends are separated by time. Some are separated by differences. Some by distances, some by pride. But no matter how far you are or different we may be, you'll always be a friend to me!
# There is a golden bridge called friendship that spans the river of time and links out hearts together even if we walks separate roads of life.
# If friends were flowers surely I would not pick you! I'd let you grow in the garden and cultivate you with love and care so I can keep you forever.
# One tree can start a forest, one smile can start a friendship. One touch can show you care, one friend can make life worth living for.
# In my dreams, we were never apart. In my dreams you kept me close. In my dreams you loved me the most. In my dreams we're always together. Might as well be dreaming forever.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Life/ MS Word
I bet no one in this world is completely satisfied with what they have or with their lives. We all at some point or the other feel like we need an undo button in our lives. It’s more like we would all enjoy a life which could be like one of many applications that are around these days. One of the most common one which I am sure many of you have used is the Microsoft word. Currently, I am in a state where I would have probably used all the functionalities that there are in Microsoft Word.
Imagine the convenience of having a file new, more like life new, and choose from the assortment of templates, be it a blank beginning or one of the other available patterns, or we could just customize it as per our likings. Then you have all the controls of picking what you exactly want in this life/file; the colors, the font, pictures, links, references, and many more. You can set the boundaries as per your own convenience, you can delete stuff if you don’t like them anymore, and you can visit back your life file, edit, re-edit as many times you want. You can undo, and if you are not satisfied, redo and undo again. All conveniently, and a life like that would be just perfect.
As I am typing this post, I am beginning to wonder, the importance our lives would have had, had it been like a MS Word app. Our lives would have been as insignificant as any of those word files; the significance would have been lost in the convenience. Cause then we would all know nothing in this life/file is worth a magnitude as it can be undone or redone as per our whims and fancies and whenever we want.
However, there are also people who live in this world for whom not theirs but others lives are nothing more than an MSWord file. And they can deplete to any extent to get their way, causing a nuisance and tarnishing others lives with their antics. Can they for once come out of their pretence and not masquerade their real intentions? I have no clue how they can live with a lie every day. Wonder if their conscience ever hurts?
It is one thing to wish for your own life to be an MS Word file and it’s totally other when you treat other’s lives as inconsequential as an MSWord file.
Imagine the convenience of having a file new, more like life new, and choose from the assortment of templates, be it a blank beginning or one of the other available patterns, or we could just customize it as per our likings. Then you have all the controls of picking what you exactly want in this life/file; the colors, the font, pictures, links, references, and many more. You can set the boundaries as per your own convenience, you can delete stuff if you don’t like them anymore, and you can visit back your life file, edit, re-edit as many times you want. You can undo, and if you are not satisfied, redo and undo again. All conveniently, and a life like that would be just perfect.
As I am typing this post, I am beginning to wonder, the importance our lives would have had, had it been like a MS Word app. Our lives would have been as insignificant as any of those word files; the significance would have been lost in the convenience. Cause then we would all know nothing in this life/file is worth a magnitude as it can be undone or redone as per our whims and fancies and whenever we want.
However, there are also people who live in this world for whom not theirs but others lives are nothing more than an MSWord file. And they can deplete to any extent to get their way, causing a nuisance and tarnishing others lives with their antics. Can they for once come out of their pretence and not masquerade their real intentions? I have no clue how they can live with a lie every day. Wonder if their conscience ever hurts?
It is one thing to wish for your own life to be an MS Word file and it’s totally other when you treat other’s lives as inconsequential as an MSWord file.
Conflicting ideologies
Whenever we meet head-on with a condition or position which requires us to accept against our basic beliefs, it necessitates a great mental effort to endure it. How willing are we to let this change in our lives? And how determined are we to stick with this change? Also, are the reasons we are making our minds up for this change worth it?
It may be in any kind of relationship, lovers, parent and child, siblings, friends, employee and employer, any strange association, literally just about any correlation. Only difference being the gravity of this conflict may differ based on the relationship/association. The disposition that you are expected to tolerate might just totally flip you; you bite your tongue, protest a little, display your disagreement, but with little result in terms of a receptive reaction from the other. Now if you desire this association with utmost sincerity, upon not receiving a reasonably tolerable response you begin to wonder where you really stand in this association, how important you really are here? A lot about you: who you really are what you really believe and think is at stake now.
So do you make fit for, or change to suit this purpose as per the requirements or conditions? Or do you transform from one form in this case opinion and belief to the other. Both these actions require a psychological fortitude to be able to live with and allow these disturbing and nudging modifications in your lives. Are you willing to digest these adulterations? If one insists on not changing these highly indigestible acts of theirs you know for sure that you hold a very little priority in their lives. This stubbornness breeds a certain amount of antipathy between two people.
On the other hand if both parties can adapt to each other’s beliefs the amplitude of difference in this foundational stance is reduced to a great extent and hence much easier to deal with. It also depicts indispensability of the other in one’s life, and their willingness and seriousness associated with the relationship. An equilibrium in the labyrinthine sense is what is needed to make this association last.
P.S This post has been edited, to remove the last sentence "Enthusiasm to give and take is the key.", as it appeared to be incoherent with the thought that had gone in here.
It may be in any kind of relationship, lovers, parent and child, siblings, friends, employee and employer, any strange association, literally just about any correlation. Only difference being the gravity of this conflict may differ based on the relationship/association. The disposition that you are expected to tolerate might just totally flip you; you bite your tongue, protest a little, display your disagreement, but with little result in terms of a receptive reaction from the other. Now if you desire this association with utmost sincerity, upon not receiving a reasonably tolerable response you begin to wonder where you really stand in this association, how important you really are here? A lot about you: who you really are what you really believe and think is at stake now.
So do you make fit for, or change to suit this purpose as per the requirements or conditions? Or do you transform from one form in this case opinion and belief to the other. Both these actions require a psychological fortitude to be able to live with and allow these disturbing and nudging modifications in your lives. Are you willing to digest these adulterations? If one insists on not changing these highly indigestible acts of theirs you know for sure that you hold a very little priority in their lives. This stubbornness breeds a certain amount of antipathy between two people.
On the other hand if both parties can adapt to each other’s beliefs the amplitude of difference in this foundational stance is reduced to a great extent and hence much easier to deal with. It also depicts indispensability of the other in one’s life, and their willingness and seriousness associated with the relationship. An equilibrium in the labyrinthine sense is what is needed to make this association last.
P.S This post has been edited, to remove the last sentence "Enthusiasm to give and take is the key.", as it appeared to be incoherent with the thought that had gone in here.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Aaaa!!!
Oh my god! I have no thoughts to jot down.
My sense of humor has gone to the dogs, or maybe caught the "Loooo"( u noe, the hot winds).
Intellectually, I dont think I have been stimulated much, and I dont expect that to happen now, all of a sudden, just because its Super Hot!!
Mentally, I am drained, after a year, with seven day classes and several heavy projects.
Physically, right now, my tummy is growling. And yes, I am coughing as well.
Phew! There! These were my thoughts.
Cheers!
And I m planning to start a blog.
Cheers again!
PS: The title is not the pleasurable Aaa!!. Its the kinds which happen when you are pierced with a sharp nail.
My sense of humor has gone to the dogs, or maybe caught the "Loooo"( u noe, the hot winds).
Intellectually, I dont think I have been stimulated much, and I dont expect that to happen now, all of a sudden, just because its Super Hot!!
Mentally, I am drained, after a year, with seven day classes and several heavy projects.
Physically, right now, my tummy is growling. And yes, I am coughing as well.
Phew! There! These were my thoughts.
Cheers!
And I m planning to start a blog.
Cheers again!
PS: The title is not the pleasurable Aaa!!. Its the kinds which happen when you are pierced with a sharp nail.
B-School. Segmented.
After a year of proper analysis ;), here it comes.
Students in B schools, typically fall in the following five categories:
1. Silent Assassins: They are the real smart guys. They do not get deterred by the fact the profs give marks based on the number of sheets you fill, or on the number of arbit graphs and diagrams that you make. Their sole purpose is education, knowledge and exposure. They do not do a lot of talking in the class, but when they do, they talk smart stuff. People around are left admiring at the quality of what was said. They do not have anything against anyone, they are willing to help out other students, majorly because they know that they would still be better. They do not copy in quizzes, assignments or tests. They are amongst the toppers and usually get placed in the first or second day.
2. Head Bangers: They are the other extremes. They do not study. They keep partying almost everyday. There is a regular stock of alcohol and cigarettes in their rooms. All Head bangers usually form one group, unlike silent assassins, because of the extremity of their activities, interests and opinions. In a group of five, there would be usually one loser(read rich, arrogant, brainless, but full of attitude). However, the presence of a sensible and intelligent guy in this group evens it out. These people get placed fast, because they are street smart. They are the anti system people. People who do everything that the system prohibits, and yet achieve the results that the system wants them to achieve. They typically are two pointers, with the better ones becoming three pointers.
3. Jack of all trades: These guys are good at everything. They study, they party hard, they have good number of pretty looking friends around them. Everyone holds them in high regards. These guys however, are at the middle of the spectrum. In the end, its all a smooth easy life for them. They neither go through extreme lows, nor do they ride on the high waves. These guys mingle with everyone. They are extremely social and liked by everyone, other than those who are jealous of them.
4. "Three point Five" pointers: These guys have a grad college kind of an attitude, but a good grad college, mind you. They are independent. They hate the fact that grading in B schools happens on criterion which is not necessarily depth of knowledge. They get frustrated somewhere around the third term, decide that they are good and that they need to learn things but in their own way. They usually end up trying to do a lot of good things, both for themselves and for the college too. In life usually, chances are high that these people end up being success stories. Such people, in B schools, usually form groups within themselves. They like observing and analyzing the people around. They try to be good to everyone, but within themselves they know who is to be trusted and who not to be. They usually like the same people and hate the same people. They usually end up being in charge of events. They interact a lot with their profs, but outside the academic scope.
5. Blood suckers: This is the most dangerous group of all. Typically, they thrive on the concept of relative grading. They do stuff like 'not taking photo copies for a friend who always does it for him/her'. They are essentially hypocrites, who bitch behind the back and act best friends in front of them. They are highly fake and artificial, and show chameleon like properties. They change color like everyday. From best friend to 'I have seen you somewhere' to 'Yet another stranger': these are the kinds of behavior typically shown over a period of two weeks. They fake intelligence and even quality, and are usually the most aggressive during placement seasons. If we were to believe them, the A and A+ grades that they got, were all the results of LSDs the profs took while correcting only their paper. They somehow never know anything, and never study anything; but end up taking five extra sheets. They never find their performance in exams satisfactory. The least they are is 'fake'. Everyone should stay away from people belonging to this group, unless you are one amongst them. Guys usually do not have to deal them. They are typically girls. However, exceptions do exist.
Students in B schools, typically fall in the following five categories:
1. Silent Assassins: They are the real smart guys. They do not get deterred by the fact the profs give marks based on the number of sheets you fill, or on the number of arbit graphs and diagrams that you make. Their sole purpose is education, knowledge and exposure. They do not do a lot of talking in the class, but when they do, they talk smart stuff. People around are left admiring at the quality of what was said. They do not have anything against anyone, they are willing to help out other students, majorly because they know that they would still be better. They do not copy in quizzes, assignments or tests. They are amongst the toppers and usually get placed in the first or second day.
2. Head Bangers: They are the other extremes. They do not study. They keep partying almost everyday. There is a regular stock of alcohol and cigarettes in their rooms. All Head bangers usually form one group, unlike silent assassins, because of the extremity of their activities, interests and opinions. In a group of five, there would be usually one loser(read rich, arrogant, brainless, but full of attitude). However, the presence of a sensible and intelligent guy in this group evens it out. These people get placed fast, because they are street smart. They are the anti system people. People who do everything that the system prohibits, and yet achieve the results that the system wants them to achieve. They typically are two pointers, with the better ones becoming three pointers.
3. Jack of all trades: These guys are good at everything. They study, they party hard, they have good number of pretty looking friends around them. Everyone holds them in high regards. These guys however, are at the middle of the spectrum. In the end, its all a smooth easy life for them. They neither go through extreme lows, nor do they ride on the high waves. These guys mingle with everyone. They are extremely social and liked by everyone, other than those who are jealous of them.
4. "Three point Five" pointers: These guys have a grad college kind of an attitude, but a good grad college, mind you. They are independent. They hate the fact that grading in B schools happens on criterion which is not necessarily depth of knowledge. They get frustrated somewhere around the third term, decide that they are good and that they need to learn things but in their own way. They usually end up trying to do a lot of good things, both for themselves and for the college too. In life usually, chances are high that these people end up being success stories. Such people, in B schools, usually form groups within themselves. They like observing and analyzing the people around. They try to be good to everyone, but within themselves they know who is to be trusted and who not to be. They usually like the same people and hate the same people. They usually end up being in charge of events. They interact a lot with their profs, but outside the academic scope.
5. Blood suckers: This is the most dangerous group of all. Typically, they thrive on the concept of relative grading. They do stuff like 'not taking photo copies for a friend who always does it for him/her'. They are essentially hypocrites, who bitch behind the back and act best friends in front of them. They are highly fake and artificial, and show chameleon like properties. They change color like everyday. From best friend to 'I have seen you somewhere' to 'Yet another stranger': these are the kinds of behavior typically shown over a period of two weeks. They fake intelligence and even quality, and are usually the most aggressive during placement seasons. If we were to believe them, the A and A+ grades that they got, were all the results of LSDs the profs took while correcting only their paper. They somehow never know anything, and never study anything; but end up taking five extra sheets. They never find their performance in exams satisfactory. The least they are is 'fake'. Everyone should stay away from people belonging to this group, unless you are one amongst them. Guys usually do not have to deal them. They are typically girls. However, exceptions do exist.
11 things I hate about IPL
With the IPL circus in town and having been watching the games and reading about it a lot, a friend of mine inspired me to write a piece about the things I hate in the IPL after stumbling across his blog. I owe him thanks for waking up the IPL hating cells in my brain. Here is the list of eleven things I hate about the IPL which are in no particular order.
The Commentary
It's heart-wrenching to watch one of the best commentary teams you can assemble and make them not do their best, L.Sivaramakrishnan, Danny Morrison,Ravi Shastri, Mike Haysman, Ian Bishop, Harsha Bhogle and co. scream and yell every possible adjective in the English language to describe an ordinary shot, a wicket or heck even a single. To say that the commentary is dull, drab and horrible would be an understatement. If the English commentary was bad the Hindi commentary is even worse and will make you cringe and your ears will start bleeding. What would I give to listen to a serene Richie Benaud say "If it was me, I probably wouldn't say anything" with such aplomb. Sigh!
Environment awareness campaign
The IPL organizers, in an effort to show the world that they are doing their wee bit to save mother earth have a message for you before the toss. I happened to watch Harsha Bhogle instructing us to turn off our lights from 8.30PM to 9.30PM for "Earth Hour", but lo and behold the lights did not come off at Mohali and Chris Gayle was biffing the KingsX1 to all parts of the ground under the lights. Do these smart alecks realize that they could save a ton of energy and light up a town if they play all the games during the day and not use those things called flood lights? Oh well, wait there is something called prime time and it does not have sunlight and not to mention those magnificent fireworks after the game which are indeed such energy savers. If they wanted to be ambassadors for the "Go Green Campaign" and "UNEP", please give one of those teams green jerseys to begin with. Get real guys! The earth will heal itself.
DLF Maximums and Karbonn Kamaal catch
Every shot that sails over the boundary is a "DLF maximum". For Danny Morrison it's a DLFer. Going by the same definition every single scored should be a "DLF minimum" and what would they come up for a boundary, "DLF medium"? And if every catch is a Karbonn Kamaal catch, I don't even want to guess what they would want to call a dropped catch? I know the IPL does not care about the game and it's aesthetics as such, but the least they could do is not to tweak and alter the vocabulary of this beautiful game. Thank you very much we are happy with its raining sixes than its raining "DLF maximums".
Citi moment of success
Gone are the days when we say a bowler has dismissed a batsman, Instead it is now Zaheer Khan or Bhajji has a "Citi moment of success", again applying my flawless logic and pristine analogy shouldn't every ball that does not take a wicket be called a "Citi moment of failure" and a ball that beats the bat or a near miss be called a "Citi moment of partial success". You know what I would like to call these silly tricks, "stupid moments of success".
IPL owners and administrators
Yes, we know you forked out billions of dollars to own these teams, but that does not give these franchise owners to be part of the team in the dug-out and jump up and down during a "citi moment of success" or a "DLF maximum". Not to forget Lalit Modi who is omnipresent, maybe they should give Lalit Modi face masks to every spectator to give that feel in the stands as well. We always hear Lalit Modi saying we want the IPL to be like the NBA, NFL and MLB. If the IPL wants a cue from them for professionalism they should remember that George Steinbrenner never jumped up with the Yankees in their dug out. Not that I mind a jumping Preity Zinta or a Shilpa Shetty, it adds to the entertainment you see.
IPL after parties
I wondered how players fell like nine pins injuring themselves day after day. Some even without playing a game, But after seeing those glossy after-party pictures, I felt they probably had one too many a dance move to make with those attractive and beautiful girls. Not that they would complain for they are already on their way smiling to the bank without having to sweat it out anymore on the field. Now if you want to get in to one of those parties you need to be smiling all the way to the bank to take out Rs.35000 for a night of fun.
Over-enthusiasm from players
IPL has broken national barriers,country boundaries etc.,everyone kisses and hugs everyone. However what Mahela Jayawardena did to Murali was shocking. After having swung him for a wild six during the super over, he pumped his fists in such vein so close to Murali and forgot that Murali was after all his team mate who won him almost 40 Tests. Let's keep it to ourselves Mahela, not to mention these young Indian turks letting out a stare on the little master who rarely gets flustered by these macho man tricks. Thank god, we did not have Bhajji slapping Sreesanth this time around yet.
Max Mobile strategic time out
I want to know what a "strategic time out" is and how it applies to cricket. Do these folks even realize that a time out is only needed for a game that has a clock running? You cannot take a time out if there is no clock, but hell yeah IPL would like to take one to beam out messages on the giant screen that shows how good a black-berry is or why Shewag and Gambhir don't want to pick up their phone. However I'm curious as to what they talk about during the time out, dinner plans or after parties.
YouTube Fun Feeds
I thought it was a great idea to get a peek behind the scenes when I initially saw the adverts and what a big letdown it was, Michelle Mclean is all good for the eyes and pleasing, But in all honesty if she does not know Sachin Tendulkar is called the "Little Master" and if she is going to say a team won by 34 points I'm sorry to say she has no business in a cricket field wielding the microphone. Not to forget the girls hired by the IPL to interview the owners, commentators all and sundry. They just gloat over the same thing again and again and sound incredibly lame. You can't even watch the video for the full length of time even if it is for just three minutes.
Treatment of the media and live coverage
This is my personal grouse. A part-time budding journalist, yours truly was not given an opportunity to cover the games because the BCCI and IPL are in the stone age and do not recognize websites. I know there are dime a dozen websites but they could have recognized a big one like Cricket Web, on the flip side they had the courtesy to let me know about it so I'm cool. What did us poor souls in the US of A do to not get free live coverage on YouTube and why did I have to fork out 60 dollars? I tweeted Modi about it only to be ignored.
Cheer Leaders
Why can't they have a couple of bharatanatyam or kuchupudi exponents on those stages instead of those NFL girls with their pom poms.Do I need to say more? It's boring people!! :O
What started out as ten things I hate about IPL, in keeping with the trend of cricket evolved to 11 items and a 12th one as well, In the latest aggressive advertising horror IPL semis and finals will be shown in 3D movie theaters, what is the point of showing the games on 3D? How lame can we get? HD would have made sense but 3D? Do they think people are that dumb to buy this latest gimmick?
None of these is going to stop me from watching it nor do I want the IPL to go in to oblivion, in fact I'm already excited at the prospect of Brian Lara taking the field next year. However I wanted to vent out and I did, and hoping against hope that they can make it better and not do these things when it is around the next time. But I'm not holding my breath, for nothing is going to change.
The Commentary
It's heart-wrenching to watch one of the best commentary teams you can assemble and make them not do their best, L.Sivaramakrishnan, Danny Morrison,Ravi Shastri, Mike Haysman, Ian Bishop, Harsha Bhogle and co. scream and yell every possible adjective in the English language to describe an ordinary shot, a wicket or heck even a single. To say that the commentary is dull, drab and horrible would be an understatement. If the English commentary was bad the Hindi commentary is even worse and will make you cringe and your ears will start bleeding. What would I give to listen to a serene Richie Benaud say "If it was me, I probably wouldn't say anything" with such aplomb. Sigh!
Environment awareness campaign
The IPL organizers, in an effort to show the world that they are doing their wee bit to save mother earth have a message for you before the toss. I happened to watch Harsha Bhogle instructing us to turn off our lights from 8.30PM to 9.30PM for "Earth Hour", but lo and behold the lights did not come off at Mohali and Chris Gayle was biffing the KingsX1 to all parts of the ground under the lights. Do these smart alecks realize that they could save a ton of energy and light up a town if they play all the games during the day and not use those things called flood lights? Oh well, wait there is something called prime time and it does not have sunlight and not to mention those magnificent fireworks after the game which are indeed such energy savers. If they wanted to be ambassadors for the "Go Green Campaign" and "UNEP", please give one of those teams green jerseys to begin with. Get real guys! The earth will heal itself.
DLF Maximums and Karbonn Kamaal catch
Every shot that sails over the boundary is a "DLF maximum". For Danny Morrison it's a DLFer. Going by the same definition every single scored should be a "DLF minimum" and what would they come up for a boundary, "DLF medium"? And if every catch is a Karbonn Kamaal catch, I don't even want to guess what they would want to call a dropped catch? I know the IPL does not care about the game and it's aesthetics as such, but the least they could do is not to tweak and alter the vocabulary of this beautiful game. Thank you very much we are happy with its raining sixes than its raining "DLF maximums".
Citi moment of success
Gone are the days when we say a bowler has dismissed a batsman, Instead it is now Zaheer Khan or Bhajji has a "Citi moment of success", again applying my flawless logic and pristine analogy shouldn't every ball that does not take a wicket be called a "Citi moment of failure" and a ball that beats the bat or a near miss be called a "Citi moment of partial success". You know what I would like to call these silly tricks, "stupid moments of success".
IPL owners and administrators
Yes, we know you forked out billions of dollars to own these teams, but that does not give these franchise owners to be part of the team in the dug-out and jump up and down during a "citi moment of success" or a "DLF maximum". Not to forget Lalit Modi who is omnipresent, maybe they should give Lalit Modi face masks to every spectator to give that feel in the stands as well. We always hear Lalit Modi saying we want the IPL to be like the NBA, NFL and MLB. If the IPL wants a cue from them for professionalism they should remember that George Steinbrenner never jumped up with the Yankees in their dug out. Not that I mind a jumping Preity Zinta or a Shilpa Shetty, it adds to the entertainment you see.
IPL after parties
I wondered how players fell like nine pins injuring themselves day after day. Some even without playing a game, But after seeing those glossy after-party pictures, I felt they probably had one too many a dance move to make with those attractive and beautiful girls. Not that they would complain for they are already on their way smiling to the bank without having to sweat it out anymore on the field. Now if you want to get in to one of those parties you need to be smiling all the way to the bank to take out Rs.35000 for a night of fun.
Over-enthusiasm from players
IPL has broken national barriers,country boundaries etc.,everyone kisses and hugs everyone. However what Mahela Jayawardena did to Murali was shocking. After having swung him for a wild six during the super over, he pumped his fists in such vein so close to Murali and forgot that Murali was after all his team mate who won him almost 40 Tests. Let's keep it to ourselves Mahela, not to mention these young Indian turks letting out a stare on the little master who rarely gets flustered by these macho man tricks. Thank god, we did not have Bhajji slapping Sreesanth this time around yet.
Max Mobile strategic time out
I want to know what a "strategic time out" is and how it applies to cricket. Do these folks even realize that a time out is only needed for a game that has a clock running? You cannot take a time out if there is no clock, but hell yeah IPL would like to take one to beam out messages on the giant screen that shows how good a black-berry is or why Shewag and Gambhir don't want to pick up their phone. However I'm curious as to what they talk about during the time out, dinner plans or after parties.
YouTube Fun Feeds
I thought it was a great idea to get a peek behind the scenes when I initially saw the adverts and what a big letdown it was, Michelle Mclean is all good for the eyes and pleasing, But in all honesty if she does not know Sachin Tendulkar is called the "Little Master" and if she is going to say a team won by 34 points I'm sorry to say she has no business in a cricket field wielding the microphone. Not to forget the girls hired by the IPL to interview the owners, commentators all and sundry. They just gloat over the same thing again and again and sound incredibly lame. You can't even watch the video for the full length of time even if it is for just three minutes.
Treatment of the media and live coverage
This is my personal grouse. A part-time budding journalist, yours truly was not given an opportunity to cover the games because the BCCI and IPL are in the stone age and do not recognize websites. I know there are dime a dozen websites but they could have recognized a big one like Cricket Web, on the flip side they had the courtesy to let me know about it so I'm cool. What did us poor souls in the US of A do to not get free live coverage on YouTube and why did I have to fork out 60 dollars? I tweeted Modi about it only to be ignored.
Cheer Leaders
Why can't they have a couple of bharatanatyam or kuchupudi exponents on those stages instead of those NFL girls with their pom poms.Do I need to say more? It's boring people!! :O
What started out as ten things I hate about IPL, in keeping with the trend of cricket evolved to 11 items and a 12th one as well, In the latest aggressive advertising horror IPL semis and finals will be shown in 3D movie theaters, what is the point of showing the games on 3D? How lame can we get? HD would have made sense but 3D? Do they think people are that dumb to buy this latest gimmick?
None of these is going to stop me from watching it nor do I want the IPL to go in to oblivion, in fact I'm already excited at the prospect of Brian Lara taking the field next year. However I wanted to vent out and I did, and hoping against hope that they can make it better and not do these things when it is around the next time. But I'm not holding my breath, for nothing is going to change.
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