Finally! One for Tendulkar's critics.

As far as Tendulkar's critics are concerned, the team needs him only when he is playing in the 4th innings and/or the team is in deep trouble. One thing is they don't understand the definition of "team". A team needs every player every time.


A failure is a failure. If the pass mark is 45, anything less than that is a failure. The problem with critics is , if you get 30 , they would say u could have at least got 44. If you get 44, they would say "you still didn't pass". You pass and they say "u need to get 100". You get a 100 and they say "nothing great".

It's true that he hasn't done well enough in the third/fourth innings, but there have been enough matches where he has been involved in important partnerships that won us the games. And then, no one has done better than him for India when it comes to setting up a total in the first innings. It is simply ignored. All these people want is a tough situation for India.


They want to see India in trouble so that they can see if Tendulkar will succeed/fail. This is not criticism. It is sadism. And being in the SW services industry I can guarantee that one Tendulkar(or for that matter anyone) can never ever achieve excellence in delivery. All he can do is guarantee a delivery. Excellence goes for a toss. This applies to all teams.

A van in my way.

What is convenience?

A van gets blocked by a herd of cows. The driver of the van is restless.So what does he do? Stop his vehicle bang in the middle of the road even when he has quite a space left between him and the herd. Why does he stop? Since he wants to take the lane in which the vehicles are coming in the opposite direction and thus get out of the jam.

What is anger?

The feeling that i get when I am the one driving behind the van and avoid an accident as the van stopped abruptly right in the middle of the road, only to realize later that the van driver wanted to take the other lane.

What is eagerness?

The feeling that I get when I figure out that the van would join my lane just a few meters in front.

What is satisfaction?

The feeling that I get when I get right beside this driver and let him know what I thought about what he did by hurling all possible expletives.


What is this?
Incredible India. Incidents like these make me think what would have happened if I had a loaded gun with a silencer.

Ro-Lax

Laxman and Roger. Yeah. I want to put them in the same category. Simply because their grace is unparalleled. They are a joy to watch. They are legends. Legends , not just because of what they have achieved, but because of the number of genuinely jaw-dropping moments they have manufactured. When these two atheletes are playing, it is so difficult to take the
eyes off from the happenings.

What they see is a canvas. A canvas that by itself paints a background and asks these artists to provide the details. More often than not, they succeed in creating masterpieces.

What is not visible to the naked eye is the sketch they create; for often in
sport, the end result overshadows the amount/quality of effort. Because they are such good artists, so gifted, they so effortlessly abstract the sketch they design. Sometimes they don't really need a sketch to finish things off, but more often than not , they try to make one. Where
most see strategies, they see patterns. And when they lose, that is to say, when the painting isn't completed, they are just not sure whether they needed a sketch or it was better to be totally abstract. It is a struggle within.

If we forget the fact that there is a contest to be won, how much more can we
enjoy the offerings of these extraordinary men. At the same time, the results they have produced with the crafts they own, which are a rarity and considered antiquated in most sports these days, are astonishing.

No artist in this world has/had finished all the paintings that he started.