A Historical Day

Peeking through the wall

As I climbed down the gym steps, I observed something which was quite similar to what was happening today.

There was a big marriage function in the hall adjoining the gym and there was a wall separating me and the sprawling lawn sprayed with people, delicacies on the tables. I could see all of this through the slits designed in the wall. Far away in Chandigarh a similar fest was on. Punnu (Puneet), my friend since class 5^th (or was it 4^th) was getting married to Neetu (Bhavneet), again my very good friend. The wall in this case was obviously the distance while frequent updates by Rompy played the role of slits in the wall.

24^th November will be registered as the first momentous occasion in the history of my core group of closest friends. Unfortunately, I will follow up on the proceedings on the DVD only. I think it is quite a logical and blissful turn on the path which, as far as my memory goes, came to light when clandestine STD calls were made when we friends were on a week long holiday in Shimla. Now that I try to remember, I really don’t recall which year or which Shimla trip it was. Guess Rompy can help me on this.

And now that I have mentioned Shimla trips, guess they have missed a place on this blog till now. They were exceptional and demand a mention here.. Sometime soon!!

And Miles to go Before I Sleep...

This is only a part of To-Do projects and presentations to be completed in the next few days. The wall still does not know about the tests, specially the variety called surprise tests. They say that "Deewaron ke bhi kaan hote hain" (Walls also have ears).. so can it be the case that the wall in my teacher's room knows that when a surprise test is planned.. and if it knows then can it somehow inform this wall of mine which can update itself as when some information reaches it...

And is all this bull shit I am talking, effect of the late hour or can it be called 'Out of box Thinking'.. I mean we may have something like this in distant future.. Who knows...

Oh.. and by the way only the academics find place on the wall..the big annual corporate event of our college - Paragana, which is coming up next week is missing...
As some guy called Robert Frost has said..
The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And Miles to go before I sleep
And Miles to go before I sleep

So Close, yet so far...

In one of my earlier blogs I had written how I wished to watch(at a stadium) Sachin make a century...Last time I went to PCA Stadium, Mcgrath had spoiled the party... Today, with a new hope, the trip was made again to the high voltage India vs Pakistan match...
The proceedings were like a dream.. Sachin was in full flow..4's were being creamed at amazing regularity...And it was all around the wicket.. The ferocious pull...the silken drive...the powerful punch... the deadly cut..the delicate sweep...everything was there on the platter for you to relish.. Shoaib was butchered ( He has a damn long run up*).. The spinners were tossed around..and the fielders saw the ball flying over their heads...
Soon, for the first time in my life, I saw the God raise his bat after completing his 50... The run flow continued and so called 'jinxed' 90's had begun before the 25th over.. "Today is the day when ODI Batting records ought to be shattered", I thought..
Soon He was on 99.. People were going mad... Sachinnnn SAchinnn going everywhere... 30000 people clapping to the same jingle..everyone standing on their seats to watch 'The Moment'.... Then there was a hush...the only cheering was coming from the ground by 11 people dressed in greens..Everyone climbed down from the seats and sat down quietly.... The 90's jinx was not over...

* I tried counting the steps.. I could gather around 22.. they were surely more than that..


P.S:
I guess Cricket Stadium is one place where the national flag is insulted the most!!