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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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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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Accidental Love: Bike Ride (Part V)

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“Oye,” she said.

I was absolutely stunned seeing her so close in person. Open hair turned on one side around her neck, pretty smiling eyes with perfectly lined eyebrows, natural carved lips with lip gloss on it, navy blue top and sky blue jeans. I have seen her before on Facebook but trust me she was more stunning in person.

I got down from bike, looking at her and smiling I said, ”Heyy”.

We hugged each other. Even though we were close online but still it was just an awkward friendly hug as we were meeting for the first time.

“So how did you recognize me in helmet and goggles?” I asked with curiosity.

Helmet and goggles mein the isiliye to pehchaan gayi, khud se jyada to bike ke pics uploaded hai Instagram pe,” she replied with a smile. I don’t know why but she had an awkward blush on her face that day.

“Yeah,” I replied scratching my head with a stupid smile on face.

“So shall we move?” I asked while sitting on the bike.

“Yeah, sure, but I will ride,” she replied.

“What?” I was surprised rather shocked listening to this.

“Yeah, give me the helmet,” she said.

“Are you sure?” I asked in confusion.

“Of course I’m. I love riding bikes,” she replied.

Tumne kabhi bataya nahi,” I said passing my helmet to her.

Kuch chize batayi nahi, dikhayi jaati hai,” she replied with a smile while wearing the helmet.

I got off my seat and said clearing my throat, “First gear in front rest other in back.”

She just looked at me and replied while sitting on the bike, ”Mileage 40kmpl, 150CC, single cylinder, twin spark, DTS-I Engine, maximum speed 110kmph, tubeless tyres. Umm, is there anything I missed?”

I almost fainted with surprise and some shock.

“Do I even know her?” I asked myself.

I just kept on looking at her with surprise. She just turned the key under the fuel tank with the right hand, pulled the clutch and gave the self-start,”Uhh. Smooth firing. Did servicing this week itself.”

“Now you are freaking me out,” I replied looking away from her. She was right by the way. I gave my bike for servicing last week itself.

“Hahaha. Alright.  Come on. Let’s go,” she said.

I sat on the back seat holding the backrest. It is not that I have never sat on a back seat with a girl taking the reigns, but going on a date with a girl who is riding your bike and you are taking a back seat was something totally unexpected. I was shocked to the core.

It would have been just 2 mins, we were riding and I started feeling really uncomfortable. I never knew that the back seat of my bike was so uncomfortable. I was sitting in such an awkward position that vehicles passing by were looking at us. Maybe I was getting too conscious that day being shocked.

“Am I riding well?” she asked looking into side mirror.

“Hmmmm,” I replied nodding.

“Then why are you so uncomfortable?” she asked.

“Because your hair are going into my nose,” I lied purposefully as I  didn’t want to sound like a bitch.

“Oops, sorry,” she said and turned her hair around her left shoulder.

Damn, that ‘Infinity’ tattoo on her neck.

Ok, let me tell you, I’m very choosy and picky about my choice. May it be things or may it be people. Few things in a girl that actually make me take interest in her are beautiful eyes, dimpled cheeks, neck tattoo, aviator goggles, etc.

Completely forgetting about the discomfort I was facing while sitting on back seat I kept on looking at her tattoo.

“Sexy tattoo by the way,” I said.

“Haha, thanks,” she replied.

“Are you going to propose me today?” she asked. Yeah, it was normal for us, we did flirt a lot.

“I was thinking to. why?” I asked.

“I will say ‘Yes’ only if you allow me to ride this bike every time we meet,” she replied.

“Never, this is first and the last time I’m sitting on the back seat,” I said.

“Please na, I’m in love with this bike. You have really maintained it well,” she said.

“Thanks but No,” I replied.

Halkat,” she said.

On our way to Bandra we decided instead of China Town we will go to Rude Lounge on Hill Road as the parking was not available in China Town.  I should say she was riding really well. At last, we reached Rude Lounge. I have been there before. It was not at all a romantic place but anyhow neither was I. It was just 1.30pm by now so the place was almost empty with the loud music playing around. We got the table just at a corner where we could sit and talk. After spending such a long time talking with each other there was nothing really left to talk. I didn’t even remember how many times we proposed to each other while flirting.

A waiter brought the glass of water with menu cards.

“I will have Whisky and you?” I asked her.

“Vodka,” she replied.

“Bro, one large whisky and one vodka,” I told to the waiter.

“Anything in snacks?” he asked.

“Yup, one prawns chilly and one shashlik chicken,” I said.

“Uhhh, impressed,” she said looking at me and started laughing.

I just smiled at her, leaning towards her on the table I asked,” Do I still need to impress you?”

“Ummm, not really,” flying her shoulders she replied with an exotic smile.

I don’t know why but I actually started feeling that I was falling for her. To be frank, I was not at all here to propose her, I just wanted to meet her in person. I just wanted to see how anyone can be so awesome. Anyways I think the proposal was just a formality for us by now.

What I find genuine about us was at no point we purposefully tried to impress each other. It was just time that brought us close.

Even she was leaning on the table toward me. We were continuously looking at each other for last few seconds in those dim lights of that lounge.

“Isn’t it getting awkward?” I asked still staring at her.

“I’m actually afraid, why isn’t it getting so?” she replied with a continuous stare.

“Maybe we have lost all our senses even before getting drunk,” I said smiling but still looking into her eyes.

“Yeah, I have never been insensible in my life,” she replied.

“Well now I feel more sensible then,” I blinked at her with a broad grin.

And the waiter brought our order.

Shashlik chicken, prawns chilly and our drinks.

He kept that Shashlik plate near her and Prawns plate near me. We told him that we will prefer self-service.

I put 4 cubes of ice in my whisky and asked if needs any, which she denied and poured some 7UP in Vodka herself.

We were about to have our drinks when the waiter came again with the same drinks in his hand.

“We didn’t order this,” I said to the waiter.

“Actually sir, you placed your order at 1.55pm and by the time I entered it in our system it was 2.03pm. Happy Hours start at 2 pm. So now you have 1 plus 1,” he replied.

“Wow, lucky us. No problem place it here,” I said.

We picked up our glasses smiling at one another and clinking the glasses together, “Cheers! For us…”

Both of us had a sip and kept the glasses beside.

I took the fork in my hand, got one Prawn stuck in it and holding it in front of her said, “Ok, Gauri…”

“Huhh… Ek peg mein chadh gayi?” she asked smiling.

Tujhe dekh kar hi chadh gayi thi…” I replied.

Haay, mein marr java Vodka maar ke,” she flirted back.

Kameeni,” I said smiling.

“Accha haan bolo, kuch kehne wale the tum?” she asked.

I just looked into her eyes holding the fork with the prawn clinging on it in front of her, “Haan… So I was saying, Gauri, I don’t really believe in destiny. Yes but I do believe in coincidence. Some are good, some are bad. But let me tell you, ‘You are the best Coincidence I ever had’. I’m not asking you for a lifetime commitment. Not even for you to be with me forever. I’m just asking you to be with me now and then never. I just want to live ‘This Moment’ with you…”

I could see the euphoria of joy in her eyes. I knew she is going to say ‘Yes’, but how?

“Ohh come on, be creative, Honey. Say something I will always remember,” I said to her in mind even though I was still looking into her eyes.

What she did next actually stunned me.

She might have thought a little and then just stood up from her chair, held the fork in my right hand with her left hand, leaned forward completely towards me, pulled me towards her with my shirt collar and planted a KISS on my lips.

I was so stunned that I couldn’t do anything. That kiss might have lasted for a second or two but it was like an era for me. Even after the kiss, I was still looking at her with my eyes wide open holding the fork in one hand and the side of the table with another. She just got back into her place, had a look at my hand holding the fork with a piece of entire Prawn on it, pulling it towards her she said, ”Anything for the Prawn”, and grabbed a bite.

I was still unable to get out of it. I just kept the fork back into the plate and started looking at her with a mild blush on my cheeks.

Seeing me, even she held the hand on her face started laughing, ”Oh my god, I can’t believe what I did just now.”

“You are responsible for whatever happened just now. The last thing I heard was, ‘this moment’ and all I knew was I wanted to kiss you,” she continued.

I tried getting back to normal. Taking a sip of my whisky again, I said, ”Nice Lipstick by the way. Strawberry flavour?”

“Yuhhhhhh. I am gonna kill you,” she stood at her place again and started slapping me on my shoulder.

While she was beating me I just held her arm and pulled her closer and asked,”So if I want to taste it again, will I have to propose to you again?”

Pulling herself away from me and getting back in her seat she said,”Nope, you can taste it anytime you want.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, I always keep this lipstick in my bag. You can borrow the entire lipstick if you like it so much,” she said.

“Uhh, this sarcasm…” I said.

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In case you missed how it all started please check out below :

Accident love : Part 1

Facebook friends : Part 2

When she herself tells to ping! : Part 3

Here’s goes their first date : Part 4

 

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