"Back to back posts..not bad... in the past couple of years the frequency of posting was yearly.But creativity isn't timebound so why bother.Let the thoughts flow naturally.But its 3 am in the morning...need to reach office early tomorrow..."
While I was having this soliloquy I leaped back a couple of weeks.I picked up this book called "One Night @ Call Centre" by Chetan Bhagat.Well I have been hearing about this book for over a year now but didn't actually get a chance until recently.When I started reading the first few chapters and the thing that stuck me was the author's casual style.Its very non-literary and conversational.I instantly liked it and at no point in time did I feel the author was trying to drag a subject.Pretty fast paced.Honestly down the years I have somehow have lost a bit of patience.Thats reflects also in my reading habits.Probably becoz our falling attention span under the impact of gravity.What do you think having 100 channel in your TV does to you ? Shortens your attention span.
Coming back to the book lot of us (IT/BPO) connect to the context since it revolves around the BPO life.But the way he has potrayed the emotional sides of the characters and evolves the touchy moments without sacrificing the casual writing style was a refreshing change.I was so impressed I bought the other book by Chetan "Five point someone". Admittedly I wasn't disapointed at all.Infact I liked it more than the first one.Having been through a similar kinds of experience in Engg. was able to connect to the characters.
Nice one Chetan..Add one more to your fan list.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
A passion for a game.....lost and found
As a typical Bengali boy growing up in an unassuming neighbourhood the first game I inadvertently got introduced to was cricket.How predictable !! My formative years didn't have the luxury of TV so it was not by providence of watching the game and liking it but you are left with no choice but get "hooked" onto the game.Well I started playing cricket with a rubber ball in the "gully" of my 'para' (locality) and the only shot you learn to employ is the straight drive(not that you have too many shots to play on the sides).I used to wait for the usual Sunday morning like my other childhood buddies when we got a chance to rub our shoulders with the big guys of the para.
My first memory of watching a cricket game was the 1992 WC (in Down under).Never thought at that point in time I would get a chance to watch a live match exactly 11 years later in Melbourne.(Witnessed Sehwag's brilliant 195....we still lost the match )
Around the same time I was hearing stories of a young school boy creating a buzz in the cricketing world.The next decade would just belong to this legend by the name Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.Well what can anyone say.If we are a cricket crazy nation blame it on this man.If we are passionate about the game its partly becoz of the heroics of Sachin.
While the rest of the world was still trying Bradmanise this mortal,India discovered two more talents which was to form the Holy Trinity of Indian cricket.Lords test ..1995 ...two Indian debutants against England created history.One got a century and the other nearly got one.
In years to come Sachin's flamboyance,Sourav's elegance and Dravid's grit enchanted the cricketing world across nations.They created records only to break themselves.We loved them,we cursed them,we just wanted more and they kept raising the bar;of their game and our expectations.Well in a country where we have so many Gods three more wouldn't harm.
While they carry the burden of expectations of a billion even today their legacy is going to last a lifetime.For our generation has been the luckiest one,atleast from a cricketing sense.
The Dhoni's and Yuvraj's are the future stars but can't imagine the day when the Indian middle order will be devoid of the Holy Trinity.
Well my passion for the game might be not as strong as it was a few years back but I still read the sports page first when I get the morning newspaper...First thing first.
My first memory of watching a cricket game was the 1992 WC (in Down under).Never thought at that point in time I would get a chance to watch a live match exactly 11 years later in Melbourne.(Witnessed Sehwag's brilliant 195....we still lost the match )
Around the same time I was hearing stories of a young school boy creating a buzz in the cricketing world.The next decade would just belong to this legend by the name Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.Well what can anyone say.If we are a cricket crazy nation blame it on this man.If we are passionate about the game its partly becoz of the heroics of Sachin.
While the rest of the world was still trying Bradmanise this mortal,India discovered two more talents which was to form the Holy Trinity of Indian cricket.Lords test ..1995 ...two Indian debutants against England created history.One got a century and the other nearly got one.
In years to come Sachin's flamboyance,Sourav's elegance and Dravid's grit enchanted the cricketing world across nations.They created records only to break themselves.We loved them,we cursed them,we just wanted more and they kept raising the bar;of their game and our expectations.Well in a country where we have so many Gods three more wouldn't harm.
While they carry the burden of expectations of a billion even today their legacy is going to last a lifetime.For our generation has been the luckiest one,atleast from a cricketing sense.
The Dhoni's and Yuvraj's are the future stars but can't imagine the day when the Indian middle order will be devoid of the Holy Trinity.
Well my passion for the game might be not as strong as it was a few years back but I still read the sports page first when I get the morning newspaper...First thing first.
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