Friday, 30 December 2011

A New Year beckons..but not much will change

With just about 27 hours to go in 2011, I thought this would be the perfect time to look forward. But perhaps I should first look back at the year that just flew by.
Thinking about it, a lot has happened. And I mean a lot that's worth writing about. My first job interview, my first job, at Cognizant, an awesome birthday(thanks everyone who made it special :-), you know who you are), more than my share of heartbreaks, the last semester exams, the absolutely incredible and unforgettable Puri trip, graduation, starting my professional life, completing 3 months of training, and now the lull in office before the proverbial storm, the parties with friends, including the Christmas party last week, and the upcoming New Year's get together tomorrow. Seems like the year will end on a high...
Now, for the New Year. Things are looking up, as they say. For now, at least. And for the whole year hopefully. First on my wishlist would have to be a good project allocation, the first project of my professional life. A nice birthday would be 'nice'. Look at me, making demands for my own birthday :-p. That too 2 months early. Doesn't happen very often. Something I won't be looking forward to is a few more of my friends leaving Calcutta for work. Weekends are gonna start getting boooring! It's not my habit too look too far ahead so I'll stop here with the wishlist. Too many wishes might prevent them from coming true! Just joking, can't think of any more wishes at the moment actually :-p.
So here's looking forward to a good 2012. Hope everyone has an awesome New Year's eve. Wishing everyone a Happy New Year in advance. See you next year...

Saturday, 24 December 2011

Calcutta=London...Not really

With all the hoopla about the minimum temperature of Calcutta being lower than the maximum(!!) temperature of London(a publicity stunt more than anything else), it got me thinking about the things that would happen if our winters really were so severe.
Well first things, it would SNOW....and that would be the ultimate Xmas gift. I've never seen snow all my life, well I have seen it, in pictures and on the telly, but never actually experienced it. I've always wanted to build a snowman, haven't you? Always wanted to throw a huge snowball at that irritating neighbour, always wanted to taste a snowflake. If we became like London, all that would be possible. The people however would have a hard time. I've seen people wearing so many layers of clothing even at 15 degrees, that you'd feel that you've been transported somewhere north of the Arctic Circle. And then there's the rain. Does it ever stop raining there? And what astonishes me even more is how the footballers play in that same rain, at near zero temperatures, with shorts and t-shirts. Every winter I watch them play, and count my lucky stars that Calcutta doesn't have rain in winter.
Thinking about it though, we are not very different. We were even called the second city of the Empire when those guys ruled us! I'm glad they don't rule us anymore, we're not second to anyone. And to back up my point,Calcutta has recently been declared the most cosmopolitan city in India, beating the myth about Delhi and Mumbai being hugely more cosmopolitan. We're similar to London in that respect as well. It is one of the most cosmopolitan cities in the world, let alone Britain. So that makes us sister cities right?
Well, yes and no. Sure, they modeled Calcutta to mirror their capitol when they were here. But there is something that they didn't give us. Something which the people here give to this city. And that something is SOUL. I know you see and hear news headlines everyday about all the wrongs of this place. But have you ever thought about why the newspapers don't print the good stuff which keeps happening here? Everyday it's either this fire, or this building collapse, or this corrupt official. There's never a front page article about the good that so many people here are doing. It's those same lost stories which make Calcutta what it is. Having just finished college this year, some of my friends have gone to other cities to work. And they all say the same thing, "I wish I could stay back in Calcutta." So far, I've been lucky enough to have got a posting in this city itself. But if, and when, I have to go somewhere else for work, or otherwise, I'm sure I would be saying the same thing.




So what if don't have Hyde Park, Trafalgar Square, Lords' or the London Eye? We have Park Street, the Howrah Bridges, the Eden Gardens and the Victoria Memorial, and so many more. We'd never exchange any of it. So Miss Chief Minister, if you are listening, don't put all your efforts into building a second London. Make a better Calcutta for all of us.

Friday, 9 December 2011

\...DECEMBER.../

Doesn't feel like December, does it? The whole year I wait for the winter, it being my favourite season after all, and then it doesn't show up, very disappointing :-(. From what I've heard, the north winds are stuck somewhere. Wherever that is, I hope it gets a clear path to our part of the country soon. Winters without sweaters and jackets is a major letdown.
Up until last year, for four years in college, the first half of winter meant just one thing, SEMESTER EXAMS!! Every year it was the same routine, with the studies really picking up pace just as the winter was setting in. And by the time of the exams, the winter had well and truly set in. The second half of winter was so much better, with the exams over and the term break in progress. It was the time of get-togethers, picnics, movies, and everything else that is fun. Seriously speaking, I don't think one can have as much fun in the rest of the year, as in winter.
And then there was school. In school, winters were absolutely amazing. The best time of the year for sure. There were no exams knocking on the door. There was a mood of celebration all around with Christmas just around the corner. The Christmas Carols would start in the morning assembly as soon as December started. I still catch myself humming those songs often, especially during this time of the year. And the best day in the school year was definitely the last day of school before the month long winter vacation. The Christmas programs were memorable. There would be no classes on that day, and we would be busy making plans for what we would be doing in the vacation. AND it would be a half-day as well. I miss those times, even more every year....
A humble request to the weather, please bring winter to Calcutta, and soon. I'll be waiting.
Signing off...

Friday, 2 December 2011

Oh Saturday, My Saturday!!

Sub : This is a heartfelt message from a grateful employee to a day of the week, whose significance became even more apparent when it ceased to be a holiday.

Where have you been for the past 14 weeks? I've missed you so so much. Each and every week I've waited for you to come back. And now finally you're here. My sweet Saturday, my lazy Saturday, my leisurely Saturday. Now that I've got you back, I never want to let you go again. Starting tomorrow I intend to enjoy you and with you for ever and ever. I've already made a whole day of plans tomorrow. Never leave me again...

P.S.    :-p  ;-)  B-)

Monday, 28 November 2011

92 days

I started writing this blog on the 11th of September. Ever since then I've been meaning to write a match report of a Liverpool FC match. Since it would be my first match report, I wanted to write about a match which they won. But it took 92 days, thats right 92 days, between two victories that I saw Live on TV. The last time I saw Liverpool win was against Arsenal, on the 20th of August, a whole 3 weeks before I started writing this blog. Ever since, when I've watched, they haven't won, and when they've won, I haven't been able to watch!
All that changed on the 20th of this month when they played Chelsea at Stamford Bridge. If ever there was a away performance which was exceptional and fully deserving of the 3 points they picked up, then this was it. Goals from Maxi Rodriguez, who incidentally, was in the starting line-up for the first time this season, and a brilliant goal from Glen Johnson, who left his fellow English defender Ashley Cole in his dust, before finishing clinically past Petr Cech at the far post(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUXs1SjLXqQ&feature=related). But the performance of the match goes to Charlie Adam who played a major part in both goals, dispossessing Mikel for the first, and providing the accurate cross-field pass to Johnson for the second. He was brilliant all over the pitch, breaking up the opposition's play, linking up with the wingers and the forwards with crisp passes and working really hard off the ball to keep the pressure on the opponents.
And then there was the match yesterday, against the league leaders, the only unbeaten team in the Premier League, the team riding high on the power of money to reach the top of the standings. Liverpool dominated the match. City were lucky with their goal, the ball coming off Vincent Kompany's shoulder instead of his head to end up in the back of the net. Liverpool were even luckier with their equalizer, with a weak effort from Charlie Adam, which was heading away from the goal, deflecting off Joleon Lescott and past the wrong-footed Joe Hart. And talking about Joe Hart, he is the only reason City got away with a point last night. After the equalizer, it was one-way traffic with Liverpool piling on the pressure, and City hanging on for dear life at the end. A few incredible saves by Hart helped them secure what turns out to be a well earned draw at Anfield. A save with his legs while he was going the wrong way from a Charlie Adam drive, a save to deny Suarez a goal at the end of a driving run and a diving save to deny Andy Carroll a last gasp winner were the highlights. Liverpool were helped in their cause towards the end with the dismissal of Mario Balotelli for a second bookable offence. Having earned praise for the sense of composure which he had been displaying in recent weeks, Balotelli was back doing what he is infamous for, and he paid the penalty for it. A pull back on Glen Johnson and an elbow smash to the side of Skrtel's head earned him his marching  orders. At the end, Liverpool were left disappointed at their inability to get the eqauliser. Man of the match Lucas played his usual role in midfield, forming both the sweeper as well as the link to the forwards.
There's another important fixture coming up tomorrow, the Carling Cup quarter finals against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge. Let's hope they can build on the past two performances and make progress in the rest of the season.
Signig off...

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

When I Don't Have a Lot to Write

Ever had that time in your life when you couldn't think of how to express your thoughts even though there were a whole lot on your mind? I've been meaning to write the things that's been going in my life on this blog for quite some time now. But, every time I start writing, I can't think of two good sentences to put together. Maybe this what they call writer's block....
Okay okay I admit it, I'm no great writer, so I don't think writer's block apply to me :-p. But it is true that haven't been able to write enough in the past couple of days. Haven't been getting enough time to think about anything to write. So, as a solution, I thought maybe I should write about my problem of not being able to write! Well this isn't the most interesting post you'll ever read, nor is it the most informative, but a blog post is a blog post, and it's my blog post. You can tell by now the reason for naming this post what i have. It's not that my life has suddenly gone into hibernation, but it's just that, the things that keep happening seem to be too routine to elaborate.  There are the occasional bright sparks, like birthdays, movies and certain electronic gadget purchases(I missed my cousin's wedding in Delhi though, sorry Vini didi :-/ ), but they don't seem to be happening regularly enough. Life seems to be bound by a time-table now. Hopefully, the routine would become kinder and more flexible once the 5 day work week starts. Training ends in about a week and that's all I'm waiting for right now.
Winter is on the verge of setting in in Calcutta and this just happens to be my favourite season. The next 3 months are the best time of the year in this city, and it all leads up very nicely to the one day of the year dedicated to me, my Birthday :-).
Let's hope the next time I write I'll have something a lot more interesting, or atleast a concrete topic to write on.  Maybe I'll patent this type of blog writing as 'Abstract Prose', inspired by the very less understood abstract art :-p. Anyway, I've bored all of you guys enough for one day. Signing off...

Sunday, 13 November 2011

A Rockstar's Love Story

Watched the 3rd day 3rd show(as opposed to the craze of 1st day 1st show viewings) of Rockstar today evening. The film should really have been called what I've named this post(thanks Shambo for giving me the idea for this name).
The film is about the travails of an awkward small town boy Janardhan Jhakar(JJ), who wants to become a singing sensation. From as long as anyone could remember, he had been playing a guitar and singing songs which he wrote himself. After unsuccessfully trying out in various auditions and being told he doesn't have the required stage presence, he goes to Khatana uncle(played brilliantly by Kumud Mishra) for advice. The unlikely advice he receives is what defines his future. He is told that for him to sing from the heart, he has to have his heart broken atleast once! And then he meets Heer, Heer Kaul, played by Nargis Fakhri, the master of breaking hearts. He thinks he has found his secret weapon to kick-starting his music career. What starts off as fun for Janardhan, ends up with the two of them spending quality time together with each other for quite some time. Some of the things they end up doing are quite shocking indeed(:-p). So much so, that Heer invites him to her wedding so that she could take time off from the preparations, which according to her, was quite boring. Eventually they part ways, as Heer gets married, and JJ returns back home. On his return, his family refuse to take him back and he is forced to live at the Darga for two months. It is here that he really starts putting his heart and soul into his music. The picturisation, lyrics and music of 'Kun Faaya Kun' at this juncture is awesome. He gets his first break subsequently and his album becomes a big hit. Soon he gets a chance or rather forces his boss to take him on the company's tour to Europe. The reason for his going there is, once again, Heer. And the cycle begins again. They spend nearly all of their time together , and end up getting physically intimate before JJ has to return home. Before he finally returns, he manages to get himself arrested for a couple of indiscretions. This, however, only seems to enhance his 'Rockstar' image. His shows become bigger and crazier than ever, and he reaches new heights of stardom. 
But by this time, the fall of the sweet, simple human being had already begun. Regular run-ins with the law, missed shows, regular disappearances and frequent bad press become a part of his routine. The only time the old simple human returns is when he hears that Heer has a terminal disease. But how much of his reactions were a part of his selfishness also remains a pertinent question. Miraculously though, Heer starts to improve when she is with JJ. But then, life doesn't have anything simple planned for them and their fate remains undisclosed. The best song of the album has been saved for the end, with the movie ending on a quite open note, as JJ, or Jordan as he had come to be known, belting out 'Naadaan Parindey', pleading with the love of his life to come back home.
The movie really has four heroes, the locations, the cinematography, the music by A.R. Rahman and Ranbir Kapoor, a true Rockstar. This boy, or man, whatever suits you, has real talent. And boy, can he act! Its not just in the genes, the hard work he had put in has paid dividends with the performance which stole the spotlight from everything else in the movie. After quite some time, the album of this movie by Rahman is really upto his standard. His past few movie works have been disappointing. This album is more like what we have come to expect of him. Hopefully this will be the start of his comeback. The songs and the performances were ably backed up by the amazing camera-work, cinematography and the choice of locations. Kashmir and Prague shown here were picture postcard beautiful. The songs have been excellently shot with my personal favourite being the colourful 'Hawaa Hawaa', which displays the culture of Prague as well Nargis's dancing skills. The image of the scene in Kahmir with JJ standing leaning back against a tree and chatting with Heer remains in your mind for a long time.
However Imtiaz Ali, the director, could perhaps have a done a better job. The start was good, with some really enjoyable scenes, especially the interactions between Heer and JJ, and the scene in which JJ comes to Khatana feigning a broken heart being memorable. The ending is also appropriate, with not much melodrama included. Its an hour in the middle which probably drags a bit too much. And also, as much as he may deny it, the portrait of a 'Rockstar' as presented here, has all the usual cliches atteached to it, tragedy, heartbreak, drinking, stardom going to the head, etc.
Nargis Fakhri looks stunning, no doubt about it. And she can dance very well. But she needs to work more on her acting, actually she needs to work a lot on her acting. Her performance here can be said to be average at best. On the other Aditi Rao Hydari is refreshing in her miniscule role. She should have been given more screen space, and she is definitely one to look out for in the future. A special mention for Shammi Kapoor in his last movie. He plays a Padma Bhushan Shehnai musician who has a hand in giving JJ his first break. Seeing him on screen after such a long time is a bitter-sweet experience, knowing that this was his swansong.
All in all, the movie was enjoyable. It was different from the usual fare served up to us in the theaters. And yes, it is worth a watch, atleast once. So go catch it, and become one with the dreamer, the lover, the Rockstar.

My Verdict : 7 on 10

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Not Quite a Revolution


Just finished reading Revolution 2020 by Chetan Bhagat. Not a bad read, especially because it's not very long. But it is predictable. Warning : Spoilers ahead!
It's a story about a boy, Gopal, who lives in Varanasi, and the life he lives as he grows up to his present day age of 26. He has two friends in Raghav, his childhood buddy, and Aarti, the person he is closest to and indeed the love of his life. As they grow up, Gopal starts drifting away from Raghav and increasingly closer to Aarti, upto a point where he can't imagine life without her. Unfortunately for him, Aarti doesn't feel the same about him. The book goes on to explain the emotional turmoil he faces as his numerous attempts at gaining Aarti's affections don't succeed, his failure to get a seat in either IITs or even(!!) the NITs, while Raghav manages to secure an excellent rank in both the exams. The way in which the writer captures the change in the behaviour of Raghav, as well the contrast in the attitude of the neighbours and relatives towards the two boys  is praiseworthy. The subtle cynicism cannot be missed in almost every sentence. He goes away to Kota for a year, to make his father's dream of him becoming an engineer come true. In the process, he loses Aarti to Raghav, loses interest in his studies, and fails to secure a good engineering college seat a second time round. Soon after this disappointment, comes the tragedy of his father's death, the huge loans left for him to pay, the failure to get admission in any private college(the harrowing events at the career fair are downright sickening). Then comes the twist. The story shifts gears as the small time boy with absolutely no experience in plunged into the deep end as the Director of an upcoming college on the outskirts of his hometown with the "Blessings" of the local MLA Shukla-ji. he has to employ methods which are not what one would call ethical, methods which at first shock him, but very soon he takes them in his stride, for the good of his venture. His hard work of three years finally pays off as he is able to open his college to the world. Luxury cars and huge bungalows follow. But all this doesn't come without hitches either. On the day of the college inauguration, the MLA is accused of a scam in the local newspaper. The reporter of this article is none other than Raghav. Gopal overcomes this setback and his college takes off at full pace. The MLA's influence costs Raghav his job. He however has the last laugh in this matter as he publishes proof of the scam in his own newspaper called 'Revolution 2020'. This results in the MLA's resignation and subsequent arrest.
By this time in the story, Aarti and Raghav had been drifting apart. Gopal, who had shown tremendous restraint in keeping away from Aarti all this time, found this as the ideal oppurtunity to try one last time to regain his lost love. And he succeded, almost. Aarti had reached the point where she had made up her mind about leaving Raghav for Gopal. But then, Gopal's visit to Raghav's office, ironically to tell Raghav that Aarti wanted to leave him, brought him face to face with a poor farmer and his sole surviving boy. This chance encounter changed something inside Gopal, who went from the money loving ambitious man back to the simple small town boy he used to be. In the end, conscience wins over ambition.
Truly speaking, this isn't my favourite Chetan Bhagat book, just for the fact that he could have made it more intriguing. His last book, 2 States, still remains his best work. His work on the language aspect, for which he has received the most flak, hasn't really shone through here as much as it had in his previous installment. But I will say this, the characters are quite real. It is not hard to imagine Gopal, Aarti or Raghav as someone we know. The situations which the protagonists find themselves in, are also quite reflective of the times we live in. Ok, maybe there are some exaggerations along the way, but all in all, the research work done is commendable. So do pick up the book if you are a Cheatn Bhagat fan, or someone who likes a light read. People who are more interested in novels and the sort might not find it up to scratch.

My Verdict : 6.5 out of 10

Monday, 31 October 2011

White-Washing

We are all the same. We invite people to our houses as guests and humiliate them in front of the world! That's not acceptable I must say. We don't give our guests any time to acclimatise to the surroundings, and subject them to the sternest tests in conditions which favour us immensely.
If you've still not understood what I'm blabbering on about, this scoreline might bring some sense about the situation : 5-0. Yes, that's right, we won. Let me rephrase that, we cantered to a series brown-wash. We blew them away. Alright, so we didn't win the 20-20 match. But then again, is 20-20 really cricket? Let's leave that debate for another day. Just a month ago, England had the privilege and honour of hosting us in their backgrounds, and humiliating us to our worst ever series defeat in a very long time. And this month, we returned them in kind, and then some. Ofcourse, us being the perfect hosts that we always are, let them have a consolation win to take home as a return gift per say. All the big talk about England being the best team in the world have been silenced for good. Everyone is King in their own stadia, in front of their own supporters. Make them travel a few thousand kilometers and play in front of hostile crowds, and those kings become a little better than mere paupers. This has been happening ever since teams started travelling abroad to play, and isn't very surprising when you consider the hectic schedules they have to encounter on each and every tour. So get used to it. The best teams in the world can and will be humbled sometimes. All this keeps it exciting I guess, if you look at the situation from an optimistic point of view.
The last line itself is ironic, considering that this post has been written with as much sarcasm as I could muster :-p. Signing off people. Later....

Sunday, 30 October 2011

We pulled it off :-)

30th October,2011....A dream has finally come home.
For 15 years I've been following the fast cars zooming around the tracks in the world of Formula 1 racing. The first race I remember, is the last race of the 1996 season, the year and the race in which Damon Hill was crowned champion. Down the years, I've seen Michael Schumacher and  Jacques Villeneuve tangle in 1997, the biggest pile-up in F1 history in 1998 at Spa-Francorchamps, Belgium (http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=LcAH418Alko), Mika Hakkinen perform perhaps the greatest overtaking move on Schumacher again at Spa in 2000(http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=-eE3gCy5zvM), and his two year stranglehold on the sport, Schumacher and Ferrari dominate the racing world for a good 5 years, a young upstart in Fernando Alonso dethrone the greatest champion in its history, leading him to eventually retire from the sport, two back to back seasons where the title was decided by a single point, a team named Brawn GP rise from the ashes of Honda's departure and blow away the competition, and finally to a German nicknamed 'Baby Schumi' leave everyone in his dust to become the youngest F1 champion and then the youngest 2 time champion as well this year. I think you can judge by the details exactly how closely I've been following the sport. So today just wasn't another day in my sporting calendar. Today was special. The first ever Indian Grand Prix was being held at Delhi. And unfortunately, I was at home, and not at the track. Well, there's always next year...
The race as it turned out wasn't very spectacular. Vettel lead from the start and didn't give up the lead even for a second. He was followed home by Jenson Button and Fernando Alonso. It was nice to see a Ferrari on the podium at 'my home race'. The first couple of corners produced a few coming togethers, leading to three retirements. The 'big' incident of the race was however the coming together of Felipe Massa and Lewis Hamilton on lap 24. This led to Hamilton having to replace his nose cone, while Massa was handed a drive-through penalty for initiating the crash. This effectively put paid to both of their chances. Massa eventually retired a few laps later, while Hamilton finished 7th. The race didn't exactly go to plan for the home team, Force India, as they managed just 2 points with Adrian Sutil finishing 9th. Paul di Resta managed a lowly 13th. This was definitely disappointing given their better starting positions of 8th and 12th respectively. One got to see a rare glimpse of the old Michael Schumacher as he made up 3 positions at the start, and then consolidated to finish 5th in an impressive race performance, a total improvement of 6 positions, after another disappointing qualifying session.
Catch the race highlights here,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAkTo_zGw-o
As the race comes to an end, I'm delighted to read the positive feedback from all the drivers regarding the track. The race commentator even went as far as saying that this might be the best race on the calendar. That though I'm not exactly sure about, because the older tracks such as Monaco and Spa have a lot of heritage and sentiments attached to them. But I will say this, the first Indian Grand Prix has definitely been a success. We have shown yet again that if we try hard enough, we can pull off any international sporting event in our country. Lets hope that this race becomes a permanent fixture on the F1 calendar for years to come.
So on that very positive note, I hope you all enjoyed the event. Next year, I definitely plan to be there.
Oh and Happy Halloween everyone. Signing off...

Thursday, 27 October 2011

Me and my En-'Light'-ened House

As promised here are some of the Kali Pujo/Diwali pics. Hope everyone had a fantastic festival. Enjoy :-)

From one balcony to another

Probably my favourite picture

That's my house

Lone soldier

Lone soldier 2

Look at the sparks bounce

Double the fun

That's my terrace, and yes that's a rocket about to take off from inside the bottle

Fantastic Five

White fury

It's tilted!

This is probably the silliest Diwali pic of mine, ever...Sorry Duke and Roshan, had to upload atleast one pic of us. I'm blurred as well :-o

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Lighting Up the Night









It's that day of the year again when you can make noise, lots of noise, and your neighbours won't mind that much. Mainly because, it'll be drowned out by all the noise they are making. It's Diwali today, and for us Bengalis, it's Kali Pujo. The pandals are ready, the people will be really busy all day preparing for the pujo, which takes place late at night. Everyone will take a long afternoon nap to make sure they can stay awake till the wee hours of the morning. Lots of 'not so noisy' firecrackers have been bought(we have to adhere by the decibel limit u see :-p) and have been placed out in the sun to dry, and heat up. Those same firecrackers will be whizzing up above our heads in all directions from evening. There are some really spectacular ones which can be seen. The frequency decreases as the evening moves on, but the quality sure improves!



Three things make this festival my favourite. Firstly, it has to be the firecrackers. No firecrackers, no fun. Secondly, it is lighting the diyas(don't remember the English name) around the house, the terrace and the balcony especially. Makes for some lovely pictures as well. I'll try share them on this blog. And thirdly, it's the time I get to spend with friends and family.



Me and my friends follow the same routine every year, bursting crackers at my house, then moving the party to Duke's(my neighbour and close friend for more than ten years) house, and finally dinner at his place, followed by late night chats. There is a Kali pujo at his house which has been going on since as long as I can remember, and since well before that. So it's nice to be a part of the occasion.
Anyway, I gotta run now. Lots of work to do. I'll upload the pics soon hopefully. Have a great Diwali/Kali Pujo. Signing off...

Sunday, 23 October 2011

The Cargo has landed

Now you can see this in India!
I know I'm a few days late in writing this blog, but I haven't been able to get the time to do it these past few days! This past Thursday, the cars and the equipment involved in the Formula 1 races landed at the Indira Gandhi International airport in New Delhi. That means that there's not much time left for the Indian Grand Prix. WOW, its actually happening here, in India! 



The first time India was mentioned in the F1 paddocks was some 12-13 years ago, with Rajarhat in Calcutta being the likely venue. Since then the venue has changed thrice, with Hyderabad coming into the spotlight briefly, and then disappearing into the background as their state government changed. Mumbai was also in the running for some time, but somehow that plan never materialised. Finally, Noida, near Delhi was chosen as the venue and the track was built over a span of nearly half a decade. Also, the first tentative date given for the Indian GP was 2001. It's 2011 now, so it took them 10 years to finally come to our country.
The Buddh International Circuit will host the first ever Indian Grand Prix. The track was officially unveiled on 18th October, and has been receiving praise for its wide corners, which would allows lots of overtaking, and long straights, which would allow the cars to reach speed of 320 kmph.

For more details about the track, follow the link given below,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddh_International_Circuit

As a 15 year F1 viewing veteran, this is big news for me. I'd been dreaming that one day India would be hosting a F1 race, and that day is finally here. I would have loved to go watch the race at the track this year. But alas, that won't be possible. The training schedule at my new job is getting in the way. Well if not this year, then definitely the next. This event is here to stay.
As for the people who will be there to witness this historic sporting event, this will definitely be an event to remember. From what I've heard, the sound of an F1 car cannot be explained in words, it has to be heard to be believed. The feel of at the venue of a major sporting event always keeps everyone on their toes. There will definitely be a feeling of being part of something special. And I'll miss that :-(. Missing the chance to see some of my sporting heroes, is disappointing. I would have loved to see the Scarlet Ferrari's of Alonso and Massa burning some rubber on our shores, this is a lifelong Ferrari fan talking, as you can very well make out. Also, the current champion Sebastien Vettel is no slouch either. There are talks of him maybe joining Ferrari in the future. That would be something special. And last, but definitely not the least, the chance to see our very own Force India team in action would have been great. Racing is not a sport that has a huge backing in India. So having an entire team to represent our country at the very pinnacle of racing is definitely worth applause. I hope that they exceed expectations at their home race.

For more about the race, follow the link,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Grand_Prix

Looking forward to an enthralling race. And next year, I'll definitely be a part of it. Signing off...

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Its in the Game!!

Are you a FIFA fan? How many times have you played recent versions of the game and been disappointed by how easy it was to master the game? Well I surely have been. So much so that I preferred not to install the 2011 version of the game. Instead, I had taken a liking to Konami's Pro Evolution Soccer, because of its dramatically better gameplay, and an overall more challenging experience. Graphics-wise,FIFA definitely won hands down. But overall, it wasn't going anywhere.
FIFA 2012 is a completely different story however. Finally, EA Sports have improved the game to a level where they can give Konami a run for its money, and maybe even better it. There are a whole list of changes in the game. A wide variety of new control features have been introduced to enhance the gaming experience. Entire control settings can be customised to suit the user. The skill level of players have been made entirely realistic. The difference between playing with a Ronaldo and with someone from lower leagues can be felt in the way they dribble, pass and shoot. Also, when playing against the CPU, the difference in the opponents can be felt in the way they play, from formations, to aggression, to tactics. There is something called as Precision Dribbling which gets automatically activated when controlling the ball in close proximity to opposition players. This feature lets you keep the ball close to the feet of your player while at the same time keeping the opposition defenders at an arm's length.
The Physics Engine is vastly enhanced. Now tackles really look like tackles, and not as if its a badly made animation. The player reactions after being tackled depend on the angles from where the tackles have been made, as well as, or so EA claims, according to their weights and physique!



Then there is Tactical Defending. What do I say about this feature. Even in their initial promotional video, EA had been stressing on this feature, which they said would revolutionise the way FIFA games were played. And they weren't exaggerating one bit. Its tough, very tough, to defend. And the better team you play against, the harder it gets. Forget about positioning yourself in line with the forward and pressing the standing tackle button when they come near. Now, the attackers you how to dribble past you, know how to change direction in a flash, and in short know how to make a fool out of once mighty defenses and leave them scratching their heads. Goalkeeping is relatively easier because the computer does a part of the work for you, unless you take complete control.





There are even more customisable options like various assistance options which can be set as per the user's expertise. All in all, this is a great addition to the EA Sports stable, and definitely the best and perhaps most improved FIFA game in the series. And thats saying a lot, considering I've played every version starting from '98. So go ahead and experience this awesome new game from EA Sports. I'm sure you won't be disappointed.

My Rating : 9.5 on 10


Watch the Trailer here : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C95lxSw9Hbc

Friday, 7 October 2011

The Week that Was

Times have changed. And I haven't felt it more than during the last week. This week, the whole of Bengal and Bengalis everywhere have been celebrating Durga Pujo, the biggest festival of the year for us. And yes, it is the best time of the year here in Bengal, especially in the city of Calcutta. But coming back to the first line of this piece, the times have changed. Till last year, the time of the Pujas meant atleast a two week holiday,starting from the day of the inauguration to Lakshmi Pujo. This year however, holidays are hard to come by. Why you ask, its because I've started working, and to get any holiday now is like finding an oasis in the desert. Even during the Pujas, we had only two days off officially, not counting the Sunday. Its a different issue that I didn't go to office an extra day, just to have some time to enjoy. But this time, it was like I was having to squeeze out every last drop of off days. It is now that I realise the true meaning of holidays. Getting three days off in a row would have been a dream. But we weren't given that luxury from office. As it turned out, we took it upon ourselves to take an extra day off, we mass bunked!, carrying on the tradition so popularly exercised in college :-p. It was only possible because we are still in training, and not working in projects.
The festival started on an irritating note, with my return from office being held up on the first day due lack of buses and traffic jams. Really felt the difference on the third day, when I had to go to office, even as everyone else was having a gala time. It did help that we could leave early. The next three days were very good. Met some friends and visited different places. Co-hosted the quiz contest in our locality. Had last hosted it three years back! So this was a comeback of sorts.
Even today, after the Pujo has officially ended, the mood still persisted. Feared that I wouldn't be able to return in time for the final farewell, when the Idols are taken away for immersion. Made it just in time to catch the procession heading out of our locality. That was a relief, and the satisfaction of the effort to return home early paying off was immense. Did not want to miss anything this time around, because there is no guarantee that I will be in the city next year to catch the festivities.
All in all, it was an enjoyable Pujo, and definitely better than what I had expected. The only regret I have is that I didn't get to spend enough time with some of my friends, but I hope to catch up with them very soon. Here's looking forward to an amazing Durga Pujo next year. Till then, keep up the Pujo spirit.
Signing off...

Saturday, 1 October 2011

PUJO

Its that time of the year again when Calcutta turns into a week long carnival. Everywhere you look, there's bright lights, beautiful decorations and grand Idols. It is the the time of blocked roads, one way streets, traffic jams and bustling crowds, all impatiently moving towards the next pandal. It is also the time of meeting old friends, savouring the festive spirit and enjoying the city during the best time of the year.
The pandals start springing up all over the city from a month before the event. They vary in size, from the tiny to the fort-like, in decorations, from the simple to the opulent, and in management, from the tidy to the chaotic. People throng the streets to get a glimpse of the Idols which are the temporary residents of these pandals. I'm sure that if you look at Calcutta from the sky at this time of the year, say from maybe a helicopter, the people would like millions of tiny ants moving about. There seem to be no end to the number of people standing in the queue to get into the next fancy pandal. And its not just Calcuttans who descend on to the streets. People visit Calcutta from the neighbouring districts as well as from far off places, to experience the 'magic' of the Pujas.
When I was younger, pujo was the only time curfews would be extended, more cold drinks and ice cream would be consumed than the entire year, and rules could be bent without worrying about the repurcusions. As I started growing up, I started to explore the city beyond the security of the locality, with the safe company of my friends. Recently, it had become the ultimate hangout week for all of us. There were certain favourite hangout spots which we would never going to. Last year though, all these places seemed to have lost their sheen. They seemed strangely empty, inspite of the fact that we were all present! Not that we didn't have a good time. But the magic seemed to be lost somewhere, as far as these spots were concerned :-(.
For me personally, this year will be different. Till last year, most of my friends were in Calcutta, or they would make it a point to be in the city during this time. We were all in college and it wasn't a big deal getting a leave for 4-5 days. This year however, many of them have started working, so have I, and won't be able to make it this week. So even though there is that childish excitement inside, their absence does dampen the mood. In fact, we are having trouble making plans because the work schedule seems to be always coming in between! But I'm sure that this problem would be solved. Just yesterday my office increased the number of off-days from two to three for the Pujas. That was a relief. An extra day to catch up with my friends. And yes, we have made plans, starting today. Tomorrow is a Sunday and that helps. Hoping to have a memorable Pujo.
Not without reason has this festival been called the 'Carnival of the East', mirroring the huge celebrations in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil every year. Yes, it is a carnival. Yes, this is the best time of the year. And yes, I do plan to have a great time.
HAPPY PUJO everyone. Hope to catch up with you soon.

The Divine

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Why KBC is an Inspiration?

Its been running for 11 years now but I think the last two years of KBC have been the best. The prime reason being that the show now presents the background stories of all the participants, in their own words. The diversity of contestants represent the diversity of our country. There have been all types of contestants, the jolly, the serious, the talkative, the introvert, the eccentric, the laid-back, and everything else. Perhaps, the biggest reason I like this show is that it is the perfect example that shows us that one doesn't have to be from a metro city to achieve great things. In fact, the people coming to the show from small towns far outnumber the participants from big cities. And what towns!! There are some which we would have never heard before, and would probably never hear of again. There are some people from towns where the entire population is less than that of a housing complex in a city! The show also breaks the popular thought that people in small towns don't have the same IQ as people from big cities. Time and again this has been proved to be false, as many contestants have gone on to win huge amounts, more than anything many of them would have ever dreamed off. This just goes to show that given the opportunity, many of us would achieve great heights, despite our backgrounds and place of residence.
Last but definitely not the least, and perhaps the biggest draw of the show, is a certain Mr. Amitabh Bachchan. There is no words to describe the abilities and accomplishments of the great man. He has achieved it all in life and there is nothing left for him to prove. Yet the zest with which he still carries out his work, both on the screen and on the sets, is truly inspirational. His ease with the contestants is refreshing, and it makes them comfortable. He hasn't lost any of his sense of humour or his comic timing. The way he has fun with the participants is a treat to the audience.

Saturday, 24 September 2011

He who brings the Equipment, makes the Rules!

Remember the pesky little kid who used to own a cricket bat, play his innings with it, and then make some excuse and go back home, as soon as he got dismissed? It would leave the others high and dry, having to share a bat between two batsmen, or worse still, having to stop the game. Well the same thing seems to be happening in the international game at the moment! India rule the roost, both money-wise and by their recent performances, leaving aside the tour of England. They have the most successful T20 domestic tournament in the  world, which to be honest, isn't really a domestic one. They also own the rights of the Champions League T20. First of all, how can you call it a Champions League, if all the Champions are not allowed direct qualification. As it is, there are only 7 countries allowed to participate, and even then the champion teams from only 4 of them are given direct qualification. At the same time, 3 Indian teams get to play, and a fourth gets to play the qualifiers. Also, how can a single country have the rights to a so-called World event? Imagine the UEFA Champion's League being owned by the Premier League or the La Liga! Sounds absurd, doesn't it? This brings up a very unsettling question, is it all about the money? The fact remains that a tournament would draw in big crowds only if Indian teams participate. So, judging by the scenario, it seems the answer to the question is a 'yes'.
Another point to note is that the foreign teams don't get to bring their own sponsors. They have to avail sponsors from here. This is again another ploy to rake in the cash for local businesses. Even though all the sponsors might not be Indian companies, but it is their Indian franchises who are profiting.
Then there is the bending of rules to favour the Indian teams. Chris Gayle was a replacement for Dirk Nannes in Royal Challengers side. Now, the organisers have allowed them both to play for RCB at the same time!  No one seems to have noticed. Even if they have, it hasn't been brought to the forefront. Also Mumbai Indians have been allowed to field 5 foreign players because of injuries to their Indian players. How is that fair to the other teams, who have to juggle their overseas recruits in every match? This however has seen protests from the other teams. No changes have been made o the ruling yet though.
It seems at the moment that the richest sporting body in the world can get away with anything. Their power seems almost tyrannical! But, it must be remembered that every tyrant eventually falls at the hands of the same people who they dominate. They need to change this attitude, or risk alienating themselves from the rest of the Cricket world.

Thursday, 22 September 2011

Smile Please :-))))

A few days ago, I was messaging a friend of mine and we had been replying each other's messages with a lot of smileys, so i told her that. She replied that it was good, because its as if we can see each other's faces through our messages. I had never thought about it like that. This got me thinking, what if we couldn't show emotions? What if we were stuck with the same expressions on our faces for our whole lives? Not a very attractive thought, is it? We express so much through our expressions. We don't need to speak out to make others understand the way we feel.
The same goes for text messages. Sometimes all it takes is a smiley, or a 'cry-ey'(or a crying smiley, whatever you call it) or any other type of smiley to let the other person know how we are feeling at the moment. Sometimes you can be lost for words, but a proper smiley can express more than any word ever could. Initially, it took me a long time to start using the smileys. My messages would be devoid of emotions, so to say. But nowadays, smileys come automatically, and it is probably a lot easier for me to express myself, since I often don't find the right things to say.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

No Laughing Matter This!!

Sunday, 18th September, 6:12 pm, Kolkata experienced the highest magnitude earthquake in its history, with a reading of 6.8 on the Richter scale and the epicenter in Sikkim. As for me, I didn't feel a thing at the time. I was busy watching the Liverpool vs Tottenham match, and just around that time, Tottenham had opened the scoring via a Luka Modric stunner. There was a different kind of 'quaking' going on inside me at the time. The way the match had started, things were looking bleak for Liverpool. And thats exactly how it turned out. They lost 4-0. I refuse to comment any further on this....
It was half an hour after the event that I got to know about the earthquake. At that time, I didn't give it much thought. It was only Monday morning when I got to know the full extent of the damage that the earthquake had caused. There has been a lot of damage in Sikkim. Entire highways are still blocked and the conditions are quite bad. Accessibility is a major problem to most of the affected areas.
The sad part is, here in Kolkata, people have been treating the earthquake as a sort of casual experience, like one would treat seeing a meteor shower, or a solar eclipse for that matter. I have even heard people express disappointment at not having felt the tremor! I must admit, when I first heard about it, I too dismissed it as a very minor tremor. The feeling has changed since. I'm relieved that a lot of us didn't feel the tremor, or the effect of the earthquake was not more severe in our city. An earthquake is no joke. It is one of the scariest things one can ever experience, and I hope that we never have to experience it in our lives.
And as for Liverpool, I hope they clean up their act this coming weekend. This week's performance was probably their worst under Kenny Dalglish!

Saturday, 17 September 2011

This Day that Year

Date : 17th September, 2003
Venue : Vidya Mandir, Birla High School, Kolkata
Event : ESPN School Quiz, Kolkata qualifying round
Experience : Absolutely Incredible

The BEST day of my life so far,period. The ESPN school quiz was an annual TV quiz which went on air for 5 seasons. This was season 4 and we, that is my friend Arjun and yours truly, were participating in the qualifying rounds for the first time. This was also the first time that our school, The Assembly of God Church School, Tollygunge, was being represented at the event. It was because of the efforts of Arjun that we got the chance in the first place. It was he who asked ESPN to send an application to our school so that we could participate. I agreed to be his team-mate when he asked me.
On reaching the venue, it was quite overwhelming. We had seen the show on TV, and were well aware of the format and the level of quizzing. Besides, there were busloads of students from some schools present to cheer on their school's participants. We had been allowed to take only 5!
The quiz got under way with the written qualifying rounds, with 12 teams being selected for 2 semi-finals, after which there would be a six team final. We made it through the first semi-final via a tie-breaker. The question which got us through was "Between which two teams is the Calcutta Cup of Rugby played?". The answer is "England and Scotland". The  source where I had come across this answer is even more surprising. At that time I used to play Rugby 2003 demo from EA Sports a lot. On the exit screen, there were details of what one could play in the full version game. This answer was given there. A computer game helped us get through to the final. This remains is the most memorable answer I have ever given in any quiz.
The final was very tough emotionally. I have to say here that if Arjun had not been positive throughout the final, we would never have managed to achieve what we did. I had given up hope half-way through it. We were stuck at the back of the pack till the last round. Eventually, because of our better understanding of the rules, we managed to secure a third place finish and book our places in the National rounds to be held in Delhi. We were awarded a trophy which is kept in our school for all to see. Deservedly, Arjun got the 'Man of the Match' trophy for not losing hope when we were in dire straights.
Perhaps the most lasting impression of that day is the support that we received from The Assembly of God Church,  Park Street cheering team. They had packed up about a quarter of the auditorium. Unfortunately, their team did not qualify for the final. That was when the magic happened. At one point, they were even chanting "AGCT(Assembly of God Church,Tollygunge) on the top!" That was an awesome gesture. There was this one guy who was acting as the leader, calling out the chants first and the others were  backing him up. I didn't get a chance to meet him in person, but if you are reading this, you were fantastic that day. The selfless attitude displayed by those students made me fall in love with our parent school, and I ended up doing the last 2 years of my schooling from that school itself.

Friday, 16 September 2011

Novak Djokovic - The court jester who became a King!

A couple of years ago,when you would say the name Djokovic to a decent tennis follower, they would reply with something along the lines of ‘He does amazing mimicry of other tennis players’. The fact that he could play amazing tennis seemed to be lost on the general public. This keeping in mind that he had already won a Grand Slam, the Australian Open in 2008, beating a rampaging Jo-Wilfried Tsonga in the final. However, ever since that win, he seemed to have developed a rather impetuous habit of self-destruction in the latter stages of big tournaments. He had also begun to lose some of his sharpness, and by his own admission, things off the pitch started taking a toll on him.

The year 2010 proved to be a huge turning point for him. He changed his lifestyle, his diet, and most importantly, put tennis before all his other extra-curricular activities. His efforts began to show results within a short frame of time. He displaced Roger Federer, probably the greatest player in the history of tennis, to the 2nd rank in the world last year. Another huge milestone for him turned out to be the Davis Cup win for Serbia last year. That win instilled within him the confidence to take on the world. He hasn’t looked back since.

His record for 2011 stands at 67-2. That is 67 wins and 2 losses. He is in the form of his life and has taken his game to an all-time best level. It is almost flawless at times. The fact that he is concentrating more on tennis hasn’t taken the away his naughty side. He still mimics other players, with Maria Sharapova and Rafael Nadal his favourite targets. It must be kept in mind that it is all done in good humour, and the players on the tour have all taken it in the right way. A recent press conference where Caroline Wozniacki, the women’s world number 1, interviewed him, was a treat for the audiences(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L3x34FMHt3U). He also turned up as Maria Sharapova in a promotional event just prior to the US Open. That however, did not stop him from winning his 4th Grand Slam a fortnight later.


10 lesser known songs I adore

Every now and then, I come across a gem of a song which otherwise does not receive the adulation it deserves because of the lack of publicity or sheer audience ignorance. Here are a few which tops my list...

1)Teri Kami Hain - Vishesh Aagman

2)Tere Bin Main - Richa Sharma and others for MTV Coke Studio India

3)She's All I Ever Had - Ricky Martin

4)Kuch Kum - Dostana(Shaan)

5)Way Back Into Love - From the movie Music and Lyrics

6)Falling Slowly - From the movie Once

7)Aaj Kal Zindagi - From the movie Wake Up Sid

8)Forever - From the serial Full House sung by John Stamos with the Rippers(Originally from the Beach Boys)

9)Der Lagi Lekin - From the movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara

I have to put this last one in,even though it is technically not a song,but a background score. But I think this is the best one I have come across...

10)Last of the Mohicans background score

The list keeps going on and on. Maybe I'll put in 10 other songs sometime soon. As for now hear these tracks and keep posting :-)


Thursday, 15 September 2011

Are we a One Sport Nation?

Ask the 1.21 billion in our country what their favourite sport is, and 1 billion would reply Cricket. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but my the fact remains that most people in India today follow just that one sport. There was a time when we were dominant in Hockey, with eight Olympic gold medals to show for it. There was a time when we qualified for a Football World Cup, but couldn't participate because of the lack of shoes, or because of the lack of funds to travel, whichever story you believe. For quite a few years after that we were the highest ranked Asian team in the world. Today we are ranked around 150 in the world, behind every single one of our sub-continental neighbours, leave alone the powerhouses. So the question is, how did this fall happen in a matter of half a century  in case of football, and just about a quarter of a century in case of hockey? Perhaps the problem lies in the way sport is run in our country. Most of the people in charge of the sports federations have never played the sport they are running, hence are completely unaware of the facilities and infrastructure required. Even if they are made aware, they seem more interested in devising ways to preserve their seat rather take a hard-line approach in rooting out all the problems starting at the grass-roots level. This fact is very well established when we see the ground conditions of the pitches used for the national football league in the country, and compare them to moderately developed countries like the ones in South-East Asia. No effort seems to be made in improving the grounds and the development facilities, and as a result these sports seem to be a continuous downward spiral.
Another very recent controversy which I should bring to light here is the row surrounding the prize money offered to the hockey team which returned victorious from the first ever Asian hockey championships. They were offered a paltry sum as prize money and quite correctly, they refused to accept it. The reward was later increased, but by then the damage had already been done. This sort of step-motherly and callous attitude of the federations serves as a demotivating factor for the players, who become disillusioned with the lack of recognition which their sport brings. Hence, youngsters tend to prefer Cricket, because it ois sure to provide them a much better source of income if they become moderately successful.
I'm in no way saying that all sport in India is dwindling.  Sports like shooting,boxing,wrestling,chess and a few others have been producing a number of champions over the past couple of years. But an interesting thing to note here is that most of the sportsmen who have achieved success are the ones who have put in their individual time,money and effort to train and improve themselves and have not depended on the federations. An Abhinav Bindra,a Saina Nehwal or a Vishwanathan Anand have all trained individually and achieved success. Probably the only exceptions here are the boxers and the wrestlers, but most of them train with the Army or the Police, who have strict regimens they must adhere to.
So perhaps the pertinent point here is that the attitude of the people in charge of the sport have to change in order for our sportsmen and women to achieve greatness. There needs to be a start somewhere, and the quicker that happens the better. We should not give up on other sports just because we are world champions in cricket. All sports should be given a chance to grow. Sport is the one sphere where people genuinely forget their differences and celebrate as one, case in point, the Cricket World Cup win this year. I hope other sports also provide us qith more such reasons to celebrate in the future.

Sunday, 11 September 2011

When Cricket left me, I found Football, I found Liverpool Football Club

In the first ten years of my life, there was only one sport which existed, and that was Cricket. I literally lived, breathed, ate and drank cricket. I watched everything, from international matches, to local matches. If there was a cricket match being shown on TV, I would watch it. I was so addicted, I could tell the results of the matches by heart. Then in the summer of the year 2000, something happened which shattered my belief in the 'Gentleman's Game'. The Late Hansie Cronje, until then considered one the game's true gentlemen, and a hugely respected and popular captain of the South African team, was suspended for life on charges of match-fixing. That wasn't all though, the bigger setback was yet to come. And that hit home! Literally. The Indian captain and vice-captain at that time Mohammed Azharuddin and Ajay Jadeja, respectively were also given bans, the former a life ban, later revoked in 2006, and the latter a ten year ban from the game. This decision shook my faith in the sport I love. there came a time when I started to question every run-out and every loss which my country suffered. I was , to put it mildly, disillusioned!

About a year after this, in the summer of 2001, a quarter of the way across the planet, a certain sleeping giant was rising out of its slumber. After ten years of lack-luster performances, Liverpool Football Club won five trophies, the FA Cup, the English League Cup, the UEFA Cup(presently Europa League), the Community Shield and the UEFA Super Cup. They also had a young English froward in their line-up,who truly is a club legend. His name is Michael Owen and he had already made waves, both for his club and country. And at that time, he was the footballer I adored. To be honest, the only club football matches I had watched up until then, were either Real Madrid's or Manchester United's. Anyone who was watching football seemed to be supporting either of these clubs. Somehow, that didn't seem like an option to me. I decided to be neutral for the time being. Then I saw a match in which Liverpool beat Manchester United by a solitary goal, scored by Danny Murphy from a free kick. Somehow, I felt good after watching them win. And the rest, as they say, is history. Its been ten years now that I've been supporting them and I haven't looked back. There have been times when I've been disappointed, times I've felt lost, but I've never considered giving up on them. They have also provided me with one of the best nights of my life, the night of 25th May and early morning of 26th May, 2005. Because of the time difference the match ended early the next morning here. They came back from three goals down against AC Milan to win the Champion's League on penalties, after the match ended 3-3 after extra time. That is a night I will never forget. It was almost as if I was there, living the dream with them.
We Are The Champions!!

Greetings from a Fellow Earthling

People tell me I don't talk enough. I agree. I do tend to keep my mouth shut a lot. So I've decided to start this blog. I'm still not talking, but at least you'll get to know some things that go through my mind.
Coming to the introductions, my name is Abhishek Sinha. But I've got used to people not calling me that. At home,among my childhood friends and my relatives I go by Sonu, and among my school friends, its Choino. How that name came about is a long story. I need to thank two of my friends Bikram and Abhinaba for that. It started with chinese, because I had small eyes,emphasis on has, they've opened up now, despite what others might tell you (:-p), and finally, after many alterations, they decided that Choino has a nice ring to it. And boy oh boy(!) did that name stick. They still call me that. Nowadays, I'd find it weird if they suddenly started calling me by my real name! In a way its good, it makes me unique. In my part of the world, Abhishek is very very common. All through my life I've had to share a classroom with three or four of my namesakes. So this helps me stand out.
To be honest, the first twenty and a half years of my life have been pleasant, to say the least. I've got most of what I wanted. There were obviously some disappointments, but they were mostly in the relationship department. I've always been slow in expressing my feelings for someone. So they have tended to move on. I don't blame them. Maybe they just got tired of waiting. That apart, its been a breeze really. Without sounding boastful, I've been a decent student throughout. I've been able to pursue an academic career as I had planned it. I'm two weeks into my job now. The training period is ongoing. No complaints so far. I have a nice home, loving parents, and some of the best friends anyone could ever ask for. The part I like best about my friend circle is that we've been close for a long time, without any major falling out. I hope I don't jinx it by saying this, but so far its been awesome(:-) )
Our regular 'Dil Chahta Hain' moment
There are two things in my life which I've loved more than anything else. The first is Football and the second is Quizzing. I put quizzing second even though it has given me the  most memorable day of my life. Me and my friend Arjun represented our school and finished third in the Kolkata(that's the city I live in) qualifying rounds of the ESPN School Quiz,a national level quiz. I will never forget that day.
I put football first because it gives a lot of happiness every weekend. All week every week I wait for the weekend, to watch matches of the team that I support, Liverpool Football Club. I used to play a lot of football as well, but nowadays I don't get the time to play it. I take every opportunity I get though. My love affair with Liverpool dates back to 2001, when they won 5 trophies in a year, the only team at that time to have achieved such a feat. They had a certain Michael Owen in their team, and being a forward myself, he was my idol. So that is already a ten year love affair, and I'm confident it will last a lifetime.
To  summarise, yes I'm a bit of an introvert, but I have opened up quite a bit over the past few years. This blog is just a part of who I am. To know me fully is quite an achievement! Stay tuned...

My Sands of Time