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Happy B’day to the King Of Trophies..!

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Dear Mahi,

Some say you had the share of luck which made you a successful captain, while some say you are just a cricketing freak, a few also feel that you have the tendency to pick your favorite players in the squad and benching the rest. Lastly, some of the so-called ‘fans’ even say that you are the cause of India’s dreadful performances in the foreign soils. Well, to say the least, I do not fall under the niche of such plastic fans. Undoubtedly, the name MS Dhoni, the small-town boy rising to be one of the prominent leaders of Indian Cricket is no freak and I do admire you for your gigantic fruitful contributions for the Indian team which made us prouder as a Cricketing nation. So, as a token of gratitude, I would like to portray your prosperous stature thereby falsifying such inglorious comments. At a time, when the Indian team lacked a genuine wicket keeping batsman, Dravid had to fulfill the job for the wicket keeper of the team. But it was MS Dhoni who revolutionized the stature of being a wicket keeper in the Indian team. In the initial days of your career, you simply defined aggression and pointed out the fact how brute-force while batting with apt hand-eye co-ordination can bring galore of boundaries without involving much of a feet movement. In fact, your innings of 183 runs off 145 deliveries with 15 fours and 10 sixes against Sri Lanka in 2005 was enough to define your class as a batsman. In fact, a player with 8551 ODI runs at an average of over 52 by himself, speaks of the genuine class. There was a time in 2007, post to the Natwest series in England, when Dravid resigned as the captain of the team, the fate of the Indian Cricket team looked to be in a state of jeopardy. It was you who shouldered the team and led right from the front as an example. In 2007 T20 World Cup, next to the woeful performance by the Indian side in the ICC World Cup earlier that year, none in the team went forward to take the responsibility to lead the squad. But there was one man, who led the team to a majestic triumphant march for the ICC World T20. It was you. Such incredible decisions in the ICC World T20 did reflect the potential in you to lead the country to further glories. And after the ODI captaincy was vested upon your shoulders, you shone to take the team to an emphatic CB Series win in 2008 in Australia. Indian team achieved distinct levels of success under your leadership and were crowned as the number one test team in 2009. Obviously, the team did not become number one solely under Dhoni’s captaincy. But it is a fact that Dhoni carried on with the baton quite brilliantly to take India to that stature. A lot has been talked about the retention of your favorite players. What some people fail to believe that you have immense faith upon your players. There was a time back in 2009-10 when Virat Kohli was repeatedly included in the playing XI despite his poor form and we all know how mature a batsman he has become now. Hadn’t he got those chances, he would not have been able to become the batsman he is now. Owing to Yuvraj Singh’s poor form, the selectors opted to drop him from the World Cup squad in 2011 but you stood by Yuvraj’s side and included him and the rest is history. There was a time when Rohit Sharma’s place in the team was thoroughly criticized but just like a shielding branch, you gave him chances, even promoted him to open the batting and it paid off, the guy now has two double centuries in ODIs. Also, you did show the respect you have for the seniors on a number of times. For instance, you asking Sourav to captain the side in his farewell test for 30 minutes or so on the final day. You did rely upon Sachin, Dravid, Laxman when India were having tough times. Still, due to lack of adequate pace bowlers and the lack of form of many of the players, India lost quite a number of matches overseas. But on that note, it got to be mentioned that India did win the Champions Trophy in 2013 on the English soils at circumstances when the cricketing sphere of the country was clouded by the stains of spot fixing scandals. From being a fearless, hard-hitting batsman, you changed your nature as a batsman and sacrificed your pinch-hitting instincts in order to cope up with the role of a dependable batsman for the sake of the team. It was you who defended the penultimate ball of the last over in the semi final of ICC World T20, 2014 against South Africa just to ensure that Virat Kohli strikes the winning shot. It was under your leadership that India, after performing rather poorly against Australia prior to 2015 World Cup, went on to win 7 matches on a trot in the tournament. And statistically too, you stand to be the only Indian captain with over 100 wins in ODIs, the next best captain after Ricky Ponting with 11 consecutive wins in World Cup matches. Haters will find many reasons to criticize but judging by the logical aspects of the game, your contributions to the Indian team is priceless to be brief. You held the baton and kept the team on the track when the team was through an era of change with players like Sachin, Dravid, Sourav, Laxman and Kumble retiring from international cricket. It would be somewhat foolish to describe your passion for the game. You preferred your national duty to personal issues and did not even see your daughter for over two months after she was born. That is the respect you have for your team and profession. You are a role model for thousands of small-town youngsters who dream big. You stand to be a reality check for them that dreams do come true. From being a Railway ticket inspector, you emerged to be one of the most successful Indian captains. Very few people in the World possess such knowledgeable cricketing brains and you are a hard core cricketing mind packed with sheer coolness. India would not have been the same cricketing nation if you were not there. Cricket hasn’t seen such a selfless leader as you who dedicates victories as team efforts and takes the entire blames on himself in case of failures. You deserve thorough respect from the billion fans, whom have had a thousand reasons to smile just because you picked cricket over all other priorities of your life. Thank You MS, now words are enough to express your contribution but, I want to Thank you right from the bottom of my heart for everything that you have, silently and selflessly done for Indian cricket.

Happy Bday From  

A Sincere MsDian

07-07-17

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First Crush (Part XI) : A Known Stranger

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“Atish,” Mrunal replied.

“Atish? Who?” I asked.

“I met Atish in Mr Tripathi’s class at Vidyalankar. I still remember that doomsday of my life when he entered late in the class completely drenched in rain. I was as usual seating on the last bench so he came and sat beside me.”

“Mr Tripathi was a genius, he was teaching Semiconductors which was the last chapter from Basic Electronics and Electrical,i.e, BEE. As Mr Tripathi had his PhD thesis on Semiconductors and Transistors he started to teach us those chapters in order to make us comfortable with the subject. However, Atish was fresher and had no idea about what was going on as he was late.”

Ye F.E ki B.E.E ki hi class hai na?” he asked wiping the water on his face.

I nodded yes.

To ye Zaatu kya sikha raha hai? Ye sab to maine college mein suna bhi nahi hai,” he said.

I just pointed finger at the chapter’s name on the index page.

Muhh mein tambakoo hai kya?” he asked looking at me.

I just gave him a look and opened my notebook and wrote,” Goonga hoon, Bhai. Kyu majaak uda rahe ho?

Reading this the smile on his face faded away into guilt. He just took the pen from my hand and wrote,” Arey Bhai, I am really really sorry yaar. Main Chutiya hoon. Bakwaas karta rehta hoon. Sorry yaar.

Reading this I took the pen from his hand and wrote,” Abe Chutiye, goonga hoon, behra nahi. Likhne ki jaroorat nahi thi…” and both of us started laughing.

After a while he said,“Bhai, kuch samajh nahi aa raha. Baad mein samjha dena…

I nodded again.

Nahi chhod, tu to goonga hai, to kya Dumbsheras me samjhayega?” he said.

I just smiled at him but didn’t reply anything. That day both of us went on break together but I didn’t utter a word. Atish himself placed an order for me. I could see he was really feeling very guilty.

After a while lecture was finished and we were leaving for home when I asked,”Tujhe abhi samjhau ya baad mein?

Listening this he was shocked,”BC, Bhadve Saale… Tune sach mein mujhe chutiya banaya…Tujhe pata bhi hai main kitna guilty feel kar raha tha..?

And I couldn’t stop laughing. This is how we became good friends and started spending time together. I still remember his reaction when I told him about Sayali.

BC, log pyaar mein Zeher kha lete hai, Building se kudd jaate hai, train ke niche aa jaate hai. Lekin saale tu to unka bhi baap nikla. Tune to engineering hi leli wo bhi ek baar nahi 2-2 baar. Aur itna sab karne ke baad bhi koi guarantee nahi hai ke wo tujhe milegi,”he said and I had nothing to say about this as I have heard same thing from many of them.”

“If you were so good friend with him then why do you call him the biggest mistake of your life?” I asked Mrunal.

“Because of one his suggestions which I should have ignored, but I didn’t,” Mrunal replied.

“What suggestion?” I asked.

“Once he asked me out for a movie.

Chal , Anjaana-Anjaani dekhne chalte hai…” Atish said.

Nahi yaar, kal Tripathi ka test hai. Padhna hai.” I replied.

Arey BC, kya dimaag ki Maa chod raha hai? Tripathi kaunsa tera sasur hai jo usko marks se impress kar raha hai?”  he said. “Dekh Bhai. Hum log hai last benchers, jyada marks humein suit nahi karte. Aur agar tu uss ladki to impress karne ke liye jyada marks laa raha hai to tu bhool jaa. Ye to hone wala nahi hai. Wo ladki ne tujhe marks dekh kar naa nahi kaha tha, to seedhi baat hai marks dekh kar haan bhi nahi bolegi. To kyu bekaar mein  mehnat kar raha hai? Tujhe bass 40marks chahiye agli class mein jaane ke liye jo tu bina padhe sirf class attend karke bhi laa sakta hai itna to smart tu hai main jaanta hoon. To ye test ka Randi Rona band kar aur mere saath movie chal. Main tera ticket nikalta hoon.””

“I wish that day I could have gone for that movie without refusing him at first,” Mrunal said. “Unfortunately, the next day I scored 18/20 in the test without studying and this proved Atish right. This was his first advice which I took seriously, which now I wish I shouldn’t have listened. ”

“Later on I returned to Ratnagiri for Semester exams but still stayed in touch with him. Somehow unknowingly I started applying his suggestion and started studying less, to be more precise I started studying for passing marks. Again I cleared my semester exams with good marks and again returned back to Vidyalankar for Java classes. In the same exam, Atish failed in all subjects except BEE which I taught him during PL. So this time he was very much sure that I should teach him Mechanics and Physics. So he contacted me for that and even I agreed. We use to meet at some restaurants or garden as his home was far away in Ambernath and I couldn’t take him to Nani’s place as he had no control on himself and he couldn’t speak a single sentence without using bad words.”

“It was the summer of 2011 and if you remember it was Cricket World Cup which India won. During that period just like every other teenager, Atish was very much inspired after watching Jannat and wanted to try betting. He got that chance once. Atish got tickets of a club in Mulund where they were showing Live Telecast of the ongoing cricket match. So he took me with him. Actually, I’m not at all huge fan of cricket but I never miss India v/s Pakistan matches, so I went with him. After some time we realized that a group of bookies was sitting just beside us and Atish couldn’t stop asking them if we could play. However, in the first 6 bettings itself, Atish lost almost 6,000Rs. After losing all his money he came back and sat quietly beside me, seeing his loser face even I started rolling on the couch laughing.”

He may have realized that he won’t be able to live with me such with such embarrassment, I will keep on trolling him every now and then. In order to counter this, he challenged me, “Gaandu, itna hi hai na toh tu khel ke dikha.

Mujhe khelna hi nahi hai,” I replied.

Saala Fattu, khud ki to fatati hai aur mujhe hass raha hai,” he said.

Chupp, BC,” I said. After a while, I gave it a thought and said,”Agar main jeeta to mujhe kya milega?

Saale paisa milega aur kya? Ab kya gaand doon tujhe maarne ke liye?” he asked.

Yukkk, itne bure din nahi aaye hai mere. Ok, sunn, agar main jeeta to tu wo samnewali jo black t-shirt mein baithi kabse idhar dekh rahi hai usey ye chit deke aayega,” I said.

Bass itna hi? Chalega,” he replied.

Cool, jaake mera 1000Rs. Laga. Nehra ki next ball pe Umar Gul out,” I said. See I had no interest in betting till that time but I was more interested in annoying him. Somehow I got lucky again and I won 9000Rs. I remember Atish face that moment. He was shouting at the top of his voice as if India won the match. As you know a few overs later India actually won that match.

He came smiling at me,”De kaunsa chit kisko dena hai?

I handed over chit at him,”Wo blackwali.

Oohhhoo, lagta hai Bhai wo college wali ko bhool gaya,” he said teasing. I just winked at him and he went, had a brief chat with that girl, handed over that chit to her and came back. During all this I paid the bill and was ready to leave.

“All done Bro, waise wo tujhe nahi mujhe dekh rahi thi,” Atish returned.

“I know,” I replied.

To tune apna number kyu diya usko?” he asked.

Maine kab apna number diya?” I said.

To chit mein kya tha?” he asked.

Ohhh accha wo, tu mujhe gaand dikha kar puchh raha tha na”…. to kya gaand doon maarne…?” tab usne dekha tha. Isliye maine chit mein likha, ‘Don’t stare at me Bitch, I’m Gay’” I said and ran out of lawn in the parking.

Saale, maadarchod…. Khud ka ghar to bass nahi raha.. mera kyu ujaad raha hai?” he came running behind me. We had a little talk for a while and then we left.

Next day when we met he was still staring me in anger,”Tu socha tha usse jyada harami nikla.

Tu kabse sochne laga?” I asked sarcastically.

BC. Accha bhai sunn na,” he said.

Abb kya Chutiyapa karna hai?” I asked.

Tujhe kaise pata main kuch chutiyapa karne wala hoon?” he was surprised.

Tu mujhe jab bhi Bhai bolta hai, uske baad humesha kuch na kuch chutiyapa hi kar deta hai…,” I answered.

Arey Haan, wo bhi hai. Wo chhod, main kya bol raha hoon, parso India v/s Sri Lanka final hai. Mere liye betting karega?”  He asked.

I just stared at him for a moment.

Tension matt le, pura risk mera. Jeete to 50-50 karenge,haarne pe paisa main bharunga. Tu bass khel,” Atish cleared.”

“See I had enough pocket money for my needs at that moment but still no game is boring if you are winning without any risk,“ Mrunal said.

“So you won?” I asked him.

“I won, I even lost many games. But at the end of that match we had World Cup Trophy and 23,000Rs,” he said.

Tu sach bol raha hai?” I asked.

Kis bare mein?” he replied.

Betting aati hai tujhe?” I said.

Nahi re, bass guess kar leta hoon. Kabhi sahi hota hai, kabhi galat. 70-30. Maine apne last year mein bhi  betting ki thi, Sasmit se puchh le.,” he cleared.

“Then why do call Atish as your mistake,” I asked curiously.

“Because of these two of his suggestions, I changed completely. Firstly I realized I don’t need to be at the top now. In short, I don’t need to study much. I just need 40 marks to pass, that’s it. Secondly, betting was the first illegal thing I did without any harm. So the appetite to take a risk in illegal things increased obviously,” he said.

“So what happened next?”

“Unexpectedly, even after studying much less I again cleared my 2nd-semester exams and this proved Atish right once again. Although the result came much later after re-joining college but as I told you the earlier result was just a formality for me,” he said.

“So, now you and Sayali were in the same class?” I asked.

“Yeah, I still remember the first day to second-year class. While visiting the class I had the feel of revisiting our school once again except now no one was in uniform and I had only one known face in that crowd for which I took engineering for the 2nd time in the same lifetime. But only thing was, she was everything for whom I came back again and I was just a known stranger for her now…” he said that last line with an unknown sad smile.

“Back to hell,” I said patting his shoulder.

“Yeah, back to hell for the second time for no good and obvious reason,” he said.

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आठवणीत तुझ्या

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मनाचा तर निर्धार आहे
सांगायचं आहे खूप काही,
तुझ्या नकाराचा विचारच 
मला सांगू देत नाही.

होकार दिलास तरीही तू मला
लपून-छपुनच भेटणार,
एकाठिकाणी बसल्यावर आपण
औपचरिकच बोलणार.

विचार केल्यावर वाटतं
त्या प्रेमाचा काय फायदा,
जर आडवा येणार असेल
समाजाचा कायदा.

येउन जाऊन काय तर,
जातीचीच भिंत ऊभी राहणार.
नंतर साहाजिकच तू मन मोडून
समाजाच्या नजरेने पाहणार.

मग प्रेमाविषयी लिहिणारा मी
प्रेमभंगावर लिहू पाहीन,
दिवस-रात्र प्रेमाला मग
नावं ठेवत राहीन.

म्हणून माझ्या भावनांना
अव्यक्तच राहू दे,
तुझ्या आठवणींनी प्रत्येक क्षण
जातोय तसा जावू दे.

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Humans, not Superhumans.

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No, they are not superhumans, they are just as vulnerable as us. Yes, I am talking about our parents. Just imagine the amount of pressure we knowingly or unknowingly put on them, by forming a strong image about them. Yes, they are strong, but also humans like us. They have their weak moments, they feel like crying their hearts out, but how can they? Because you have already declared them as superhumans, right?

The immense burden of that image won’t let them cry or open up. So the next time you notice even the slightest change in their behaviour, don’t ask them whether everything is fine because it is not. Just sit with them, talk it out and ease their burden in whichever way you can.

So let us not burden them by forming such a strong image, even if they go beyond their human capacities to meet our each demand.

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