I still remember my school days .. the last few ones specially.
I remember the staying back after school to play that one game of cricket that we got in a month telling at home that we were busy with computer practicals.
I remember the cycling all the way to and back from school, a distance of about 7 kms, everyday.
I remember the long study hours, which were actually spent reading the comic books with the comic in between the pages of the book.
I remember the old Physics teacher, whose classes everyday began and ended with teaching the same chapter over and over again.
I remember the wonderful Mathematics teacher, who gave me the worst punishment of all time for throwing chalk pieces in class, by saying “I didn’t expect this from you, of all people”
I remember the nice English teacher for whom every boy in class had the hots for 🙂
I remember the badminton matches I won, the ones I lost, the one where I looked up to look at that one girl from my class staring at me from the balcony and losing all track of the shuttle.
I remember my friend Himanshu singing loudly “teri galiyon mein na rakenge kadam” to reply to the girl from the class, who was over heard complaining to other girls that we frequent her neighborhood after school hours.
I remember the late evening cricket games at home ..
I remember listening to Kishore Kumar while actually studying .. and telling parents that it helps me concentrate.
I remember telling myself after every exams that I will start studying from the beginning again and I wont screw up the next exam.
I remember screwing up my chemistry exams all the time ..
I remember my first exam where I scored less than 60%, and the dread I felt telling about it at home.
I remember the small stretch of straight road in from my house where we played cricket sometimes.
I remember the long sixes my brother used to hit and then made me fetch the ball from the neighbor’s house, who happened to have huge dogs.
I remember the first time I officially bunked school. Having told at home that I was going to school, we friends ran off to some other place and spent the new year’s day at a popular hang out.
I remember the first time I left home, to go with friends for NDA examinations, the expression on mom’s face.
I remember the last time I left home ..
Somethings don’t change ever .. isn’t it ?
No matter what happens, the place where you spent your childhood, your adolescence days .. will always be Home, and the place you live at right now, will always just be an apartment.
PS : Got some very old songs from a colleague at work. Reminded me of the songs I used to listen during school days. Back to listening to Kishore Kumar/ Mohd. Rafi 🙂
I find it hard to believe that Bhajji would have called Symonds “Big Monkey”.
And I think I am right to assume that what he would have actually said was “teri – BIG – Maa – Ki”.
Come on .. he is an Indian .. Monkeys are gods here (Hanumaan) .. we have animation movies made here , one very year, to make sure that the young generation worships and adores the god. And more than that .. he is a jaat .. From Jalandhar .. Punjab. Calling people monkeys is almost a respect there .. nothing derogatory about that .. Thats more like girl talk .. I am of the opinion that if Bhajji really wanted to insult Symo .. he could have used lot more things than just monkey .. Maa-Ki being one of them.
And considering Symo’s general tendency to run to big mommy (Match Referees) when he hears people monkeying around, its no wonder that he actually went to the extent to first locating Ricky Ponting, Michael Clarke, Gilchrist, Hayden ont he field and telling them “Listen .. he just called me a Monkey” .. In Bhajji’s jaat accent .. its really not surprising that Maa-Ki would sound like “Moneky”.
Clarke, Hayden, Gilli and Ponting all said they heard the words “Monkey” .. of course .. only from Symo .. Referees didnt’ hear a thing .. Sachin .. of course .. didn’t hear a thing. But still .. its the case of Australian word against Indians. And this is not the only case.
Remember how Symo was out caught behind to Ishant .. only that he wasn’t given ??
Just tally that with the case of Ganguly being given out caught by Clarke in the slip. Is it that in Ganguly’s case, the fact that the catch was taken by an Aussie makes it an authentic catch ??
What the bloody FUCK was the umpire thinking in asking the Australian slip cordon if the catch was completed .. Was he expecting that the Aussies would say “Oh no .. we didn’t complete the catch .. we just got together to celebrate the 4th ball of the over”
After the match .. Ponting lost his cool talking to an Indian journalist who apparently questioned his integrity. I do not question Ponting’s intentions .. he was probably just playing it fair .. taking his chances as and when they come. He thought he completed the catch .. and he asked for the catch. I even remember that while Clarke was celebrating the Ganguly dismissal, Ponting first asked him if he had completed the catch .. and then told Umpire that the catch was completed fairly. He trusted his team mate .. its not his fault if the team mate was the same ass who stood his ground after nicking the ball to first slip during his batting .. a deviation of about 70 degrees .. waiting for the umpire to send him back. Probably he expected similar favors as Ponting and Symo got .. not this time .. even Steve Bucknor could not give him not out.
Weird as it seems .. I see the scrappy Australians begging for a win, and gutsy Indian standing tall at the end of the match .. and irrespective of the outcome of the match … my belief in the Indian team has only grown stronger.
Am happy that our team has pushed the Aussies into such a tight corner that they had to virtually stoop to such low levels to win a match. I am happy that Sachin has finally got to his 38th Century. I am happy that Laxman has once again showed the Aussies what he is capable of. I am happy that Rahul and Ganguly both sportingly went off the field when given wrongly out. I am happy that Kumble let his words do the talking at the post match conference by saying that “Only one team played in the spirit of the game today” .. But you know what .. I would have been happier if Bhajji had slammed his bat at Symond’s over sized head and Kumble had broken Clarke’s jaw, and if Australians had shown little respect for the game.
PS : Update from a friend -> tour suspended .. I am happy .. finally BCCI is learning something from the Cricket team and showing some stomach for a fight.
PS_2 : Ohh .. and something totally unrelated .. have you guys seen Michale Clarke chase balls to the boundary .. if you haven’t, follow him closely the next time and tell me if he doesn’t remind you of the girls in primary schools running after boys who pull their hair.