The year that was 2008

Before any of you think it’s an entry recounting the events that happened across the globe in the past year, it would serve you well to remember I am as self obsessed as the next man. So this is a quick post to reminisce MY past year which had some wonderful memories and some not so wonderful ones. At the risk of sounding clichéd, 2008 was a mixed year. I can’t really say what my biggest take away from this year was.

I can’t remember another year which I was so looking forward to- personally, professionally and academically. Maybe the problem was lofty expectations, unrealistic dreams and a lot of greed. January did not disappoint- I will not lie like many others – I did not have too many dreams/ ambitions when I was a kid-at least I don’t remember the ones that I had.( I did have one stupid dream of playing cricket for the Australian team - I was such a big idiot). I was a happy kid who did not care about anything as long as Patti gave me food 6 times a day and no one asked me to study. I do distinctly remember one such dream -My mom had always wanted to go and see the Alps (Long story- Sivaji Ganesan-die hard fan- sivanthu mann). As fate would have it – my mama, mami and their 2 adorable daughters live in Geneva and were kind enough to put up with my parents for 2 months. So I had arranged for them to have their vacation in Switzerland moving away from our 3000 year old family tradition of going to Delhi/Hyderabad on my dad’s LFC – (I am not complaining- I have had some fantastic times on those LFCs- Nimbu Paanis for 25np, Appu Ghar, Cup-o-Noodles on the train-Getting down in all the stations-Pure Bliss)

February, was one of those mixed months- I was delighted that VAK/S were getting married but disappointed to have missed his wedding. K&S were also getting married and I was generally happy for K – (I didn’t know S before the wedding). Just when I get a little cocky about how wonderful my life is, god plays one of his cruel jokes that he seems to reserve for me- he tempts me with my big dream job in the big apple-picture this it is exactly like that smelly rat going for the masala vada in your kitchen- you guessed it- there is a trap- I get mighty close and US state department decide now is not a good time for me to be in the US- you know with all the great depression round the corner et all.

2 months of trying to work around the system basically meant that my focus was not on my exams- thankfully work was kind to me and I had enough time to catch up. My beloved united were playing some stunning football and help me take my mind of all that is happening around. We are on our way to 10th league title and just one less than the scum and hopefully we will do it May 2009. To make things better we reached our holy grail in Moscow and for the 2nd time in my life time we were European champions. The rejection was now a distant memory and I was pretty darn confident about cracking my exams- After all this was supposed to be my year

I did do my exams wonderfully well and despite the fact the M was leaving us in June there was plenty to look forward too- Orlando trip/more job interviews lined up/didn’t have much to do at work. I got the feeling maybe 2008 was my year. We had a fantastic time at Orlando and I conquered some of bat-shit crazy fears.

The next 3 months are some of the craziest times I have endured- a colleague of mine decides to quit and I am entrusted with more responsibilities at work-I get rejected by a couple of big employers- cause they suddenly had a hiring freeze/I was too young (yet rightly qualified)- I flunk my exams by the thinnest of margins. To top it all I miss one of closest friends wedding in Chennai because I was thinking my big break was round the corner. After all this was my big year. The economy worsens and there was not a chance in hell that I could get my next big break. I was feeling totally worthless and went into a cocoon of sorts.

I went home in November- caught up with lots of friends-enjoyed the extra attention Pattamal street was showering on me-went to banglore- traveled by train after 5 years-went to B&Ls house-met R&J-basically did everything I intended to do. There is something about going home when you live overseas- you basically get up to prospect of doing absolutely nothing bust still get treated like a king- Ah Good times.
The 18 days basically made me realize- Maybe 2008 was not a bad year at all.

Here I am on the last Sunday of this year-looking back at a rather eventful year and thinking 2009 is round the corner- Maybe just maybe it will be MY YEAR

Here is wishing you and yours a happy prosperous and blessed new year

Cheers
S


PS: I am not big on New Year resolutions but these are some of the things I want to do in 2009

a) Watch a game at the theatre of dreams
b) Travel around the world
c) Mostly importantly realize its not important to be RIGHT all the time

This could have been US

Al-Zeidi may have also been motivated by what a colleague described as a boastful, showoff personality."He tried to raise topics to show that nobody is as smart as he is," said Zanko Ahmed, a Kurdish journalist who attended a journalism training course with al-Zeidi in Lebanon.Ahmed recalled that al-Zeidi spoke glowingly of anti-American cleric Muqtada al-Sadr, whose followers organized protests on Monday to demand his release."Regrettably, he didn't learn anything from the course in Lebanon, where we were taught ethics of journalism and how to be detached and neutral," Ahmed said.

I have absolutely no intentions of justifying what Mr Al-Zeidi did to the American president. Mr. Bush to his credit (and rather surprisingly) handled the situation very well with a rather cheeky retort. But let’s for a second step back and think about the incident. Forget the fact the he was an well educated journalist- He was just a passionate man who wanted to live in his own country with peace and quiet and not have any external interferences.

This could have happened to any of us- After the Mumbai incident every indian was seething with rage and were generally frustrated that none of saner heads in India could come up with a proper solution to tame the ever increasing menace of people who kill in the name of god. Every Ram, Rahim and Robert could clearly see that the BJP and Congress were blaming the religion they hate to be responsible. We couldn’t give a flying fu*k. All of us have wanted to throw shoes at Idiots standing in front of camera and blaming a particular religion for the terror attacks.

I sincerely pray to god that this situation will never arise in India (or anywhere else in the world for that matter) where educated people throw shoes at idiots because they are not allowed to live in peace in their own country.

Cheers
S

Oh to be a Mylaporean!

I take a huge amount of pride in identifying myself as a Mylapore Tam Bram. It is unbelievably hard to explain why mylapore is such a wonderful. It is neither as sophisticated as Adyar nor as dirty as T Nagar. It has this unique aura about it and you need to live there to actually appreciate it. Technically, I was born and brought up in Mandavelli which is different from Myalpore but still I have this huge affinity to this place. I don’t care what the corporation of Chennai says to me they are the same. Also to me any place starting from Marina Beach to Nandanam signal and Music College to Alwarpet Anjaneyar Koil is Mylapore.

When I was a kid I never appreciated the northern hemisphere/southern hemisphere. The continents were all too complex for me- The world in my innocent head was very very simple- Mylapore and the rest of the world. Anything that wasn’t Mylaporean was alien to me. Unsurprisingly most of my close friends (from school-for I cant claim to have made too many close friends outside school) lived in mylapore- it was more like a requirement- if you had to be my friend you had to be from mylapore. I have heard people say- “I hate Mylapore”- I can’t get my head around it. What the f*ck is not there to be liked? We have the Marina Beach (has to be single most beautiful place on earth), KaBali Koil (I know it’s supposed to be Kapaleeswarar temple- but is sounds so much cooler this way), PS School and of course Pattamal street. We can also boast about having the likes of Crazy Mohan’s/S Ve Shekars/ Cho Ramaswamies living amongst us. (Not to mention Thiruvalluvar!!!- Though I haven’t met him)

Let’s take the case of T Nagar- The place is an absolute sh*t hole. They are just confused- they are not sure if they want to be a cheap shopping market or a proper residential area like Mylapore. The result is crazy traffic which would put Bengaluru to shame. It lacks to the kind of history that Mylapore has. Don’t even get me started on places like Anna Nagar/Nungambakkam. How do people spend their childhood without playing cricket in the gallies. It’s as if they built the roads in these areas for buses and cars to ply- Heck no, it’s for kids to play cricket and break window panes.

The lovely people of Mylapore have their own set of rules to live by. They might sound a little hyprocrictal but there is something endearing about them. Some of the hilariously funny ones are:

a) Thou shalt appoint a know-it-all mama-Every street in Mylapore has to have this know-it-all mama. He should have retired some 10 years ago from a bank (Preferably Indian Bank!). Every problem in the street has to be run past him before we can get to a solution. Whether it is the non-functioning street light or the umpiring decision in the cricket match or the credit crunch in America- His decision is final. There is no appeal to this gentleman’s verdict. He is always right!

b) Thou shalt be a Mylapore Brahmin- We don’t care if you are Iyer or Iyengar- the rules are very simple- You can drink like a fish but should not smoke or eat any non-vegetarian dishes which is not chicken. Hey don’t blame us we don’t make the rules- its just the mylaporean way

c) Thou shalt send your kids only to PS/ Vidya Mandir- In the sixties and seventies this honor went to PS/Raja Muthiah and should you decide to send your girl child to school it had to be Rani Meyammai. Now its strictly PS/Vidya Mandir and St johns if your kid has this mean streak about him

d) Thou shalt not ditch Ambiga Appalam- Anytime one of your relative decides to leave the shores of Mylapore and go to the rest of the world as indicated above you have to get Podis/appalams only in Ambiga Applam. The purists are very offended that this tradition is no longer being followed and people are shamelessly running to Grand Sweets in Adyar-Adyar of all places!!!!

I wouldn’t trade my memories of growing up in the lanes of Mylapore for the world. I am going home in about 2 weeks and I can’t wait to go around the streets of mylapore on my bike with gay abandon.

Cheers
S

Of Quality Spinners, Sledging and Andrew Symonds

There has been a lot of talk about how the Aussies have lost their invincibility and more importantly the reasons attributed to the same-ranging from – Retirement of Shane Warne/Glenn Mcgrath/Adam Gilchrist, the lack of form of Brett Lee and Ponting losing his marbles and how he has suddenly become a bad captain (Dhoni being the new genius!). I have always believed Ponting was never a great captain and will never be one- I am sure the likes of Mark Taylor / Hansie Cronje and Stephen fleming are being seriously offended by these claims by the media- Great player, he is but definitely not a great captain. Another of such myths is that the difference between the 2 sides has always been Gilly- Let me be the one to break this one- Gilly averages 27.89 against us as compared to a career average of close to 48. Whilst I fully understand that he offered them the luxury of playing another all rounder- Brad Haddin offers the same and hence his effect has been nullified.

Before I start giving my reasons for their failings, I have to admit that I haven’t watched the series ball by ball and have only watched 1.5 sessions per day owing to the odd timings at which the game starts. But it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this out. Let me also put my neck on the line and say that Aussies are not on a decline and will come back quite strongly and not surprisingly it would the England in the ashes who will face the brunt!

The biggest reason for their failings in India is the lack of a quality spinner- No shit Sherlock!! But hear me out- They don’t need a spinner who will run through the Indian top order like a hot knife through butter (or Cristiano Ronaldo through a premier league defense –Hehe!) They need a steady spinner who will keep an end tight and allow the likes of Lee Johnson and Clarke to go about their business. The opposition that has done well in India had players like Nicky Boje /Pat Symcox/Paul Harris/Ashley Giles - Not world beaters but people who are willing to do the dirty job for you. It’s a shame that Brad Hogg has retired as he would have offered this and a little more! How the aussies would kill for a spinner like Greg Mathews now? Also can someone please explain the wisdom of playing Cameron white- The man has the control of a drunk lunatic in a skating ring? If he is offering extra batting depth then what the hell is Watson doing? Play a proper spinner for f*ck sake

What in god’s name was Andrew Symonds thinking when he went fishing instead of attending the team meeting? If I was him and I was the one racially abused as he and the rest of the Australian team have been claiming I will be waiting for my chance to come to India and put Harbhajan in his place – Show him who the better player is. As wonderful as an alternative that Shane Watson provides he does not intimidate the Indians as much as Simmo does. That’s the reason everyone goes after him. The aussie middle order is not attacking the Indian spinners as much as they should- Come on after all India are playing a spinner who is still wet behind his ears. Attack them on the field and then start throwing the words. That has been Ian Chappell and Steve Waugh’s mantra all through the years and as much as we all hate it none of us can claim it has not worked. Further, he would have provided an excellent defensive spin bowling option.

Over the years, I am the Aussies have learned that they should not be sledging a few people – Brian Lara/Viv Richards/Chris Gayle to name a few. I remember Lara scoring a rather measured 213 against Australia and thanking Ponting for giving him the challenge he needed after Lara had a shocker of 30 minutes against Lee and Mcgrath and Ricky had some choice words for him. Most of the current Indian crop falls into this category – Dhoni/Harbhajan/Ishant seem to perform better if someone is having a go at them- Let your cricket do the talking and after all they are the best side in the world and have enough ammunition in the armory to beat India or at least pick your targets right

Having said all this I am thoroughly impressed with the way Indians have played thus far in the series and special mention to Sourav for not making his farewell series a media circus. Indian cricket is definitely on the ascendency and there is no denying it. At the moment there is nothing better the world cricket can offer than a closely fought India vs Australia series and this series has been a let down from neutrals perspective because the Real Oz haven’t turned up. I for one am hoping for better contest in the 3rd and 4th Test

Cheers
S

Murali Sharath!

My web space hasn’t had an update for about 6 weeks now. A couple of friends who haven’t had anything to do other than twiddle thumbs at work (S & S – I am looking at the both of you) have been pushing me to write about something. I have had a terrible 2 months (I just realized that the last major excitement I had in my rather inconsequential life was Berba signing for United- Yeah Yeah my life is sad.) A combination of working with a lot of idiots, complete mayhem in the market and a lack of general excitement in life have had me in bad spirits and painfully rather low self esteem so much so that I haven’t been speaking to my dearest/nearest that frequently and am sure at least a couple are raging mad (Sorry T- I am sure things will be fine). Anyway it’s nice to be back and I hope to be more regular.

I have been playing cricket all through summer. A friend of mine called me as a last minute replacement for one of the games. Mediocrity amongst the rest of the gang and an Asian connection earned me the nickname “Murali Sharath”. I have quietly been enjoying the nickname whilst modestly trying to brush aside any comparisons to the champion spinnerJ-. Our team is called Renegades Cricket club and comprises of a bunch of South African/English men and couple of Indians. We are a decent hard working side but the real motivation for most of the team members is the beer. We have been playing in this league for 6 years now and we are the South Africa of evening League- 5 semifinals appearances in 6 years after topping the table in the group stages and yet not a single win.

We did reasonably well in the group stages finishing 3rd and therefore had to face Health Department who finished 2nd after walloping us in a group game when they reached our target of 73 in less than 6 overs. The semi finals was reduced to 10 overs a side (from the customary 20-20) as it was quite late in summer and it was getting rather dark by half seven. We won the toss and decided chose the willow over the cork and we recorded a reasonable 72 of 10 overs despite losing 3 early wickets with hardly any runs on the board. Their openers got stuck into our seamers and piled up 40 runs of our first 3 overs. Shoulders dropped and Nasser Hussien’s famous lines about the English team after they lost the first ashes test in 2005 came to mind- “Same Old Renegades- Same old bloody Renegades”. As a last throw of the dice the skip threw the ball to me and asked me to tie down an end which I have been doing through out the tournament. I bowled spectacularly- (One of my best spell in long long time) - picked up 2/15 in 3 overs. Below mentioned was the actual write up about me in the team magazine-


"By the fifth over the run rate was under six, and the doctors looked ready to sew up an easy victory. Stand-in-skipper Goodyer realised it wasn’t going to be his day with the ball and wisely stepped aside to make way for some sub-continental guile from Sharath. A change in pace and some delightful flight proved difficult to diagnose and the portly Murali took the breakthrough wicket, trapping the batsmen LBW with a quicker ball Yorker. The Sharath and Shillingford partnership started to stem the hemorrhaging slightly and the run rate started to climb again as the wickets fell."

They needed eight runs of the last over and after some tight bowling from my spin twin-R we won the game. I would have picked up the MoM if there was one- Anyways was really glad about our performance and we were in the finals. We will be facing Belmont in the finals that have clearly been the best side in the tournament winning all their league matches and comfortably topping the table. Quick sides note about our opponents in the finals- They took competitiveness to levels unseen in the evening league during our league game by using choicest words to imply I was the half brother of one of their batsman before we exchanged blows on the fields and it was all very ugly.

I was very happy to be facing them in the finals and was praying I will have the last laugh. People who know my ultra competitiveness wouldn’t be too surprised but I was ready for another round of fist fight if it meant I have to win. Unfortunately, that guy missed the finals and I was a tad disappointed.

We won the toss yet again and decided to bat first- It was a rather flat wicket with no moisture as it quite a hot day. I was sure the wicket was going to afford sufficient assistance to the spinners and was looking forward to having a real go at them. We got 139 from 20 over which was a reasonable total but I thought we were about 20 runs short as it was a small ground. As has been the pattern through out the tournament our opening bowlers were murdered and we conceded 33 of the first 3 overs. I was introduced into the attack after my heroics in the semis.

Big Shill and I kept things tight and I was rather unfortunate to not pick up more than the one wicket I got. We dragged us back into the game and gave ourselves a wonderful chance to win the game. Gooders and Ryan continued our good work and we won by about 16 runs. Special mention is due to our skip gooders who stroked a masterful 78 in the blistering heat and this was after the marathon he ran that morning! The magazine had this to say about me:

"Raj was sent to cow corner to think about what he’d done, and Narayan was brought into the attack to provide some vital dots. As in the semi, the Sharath-Shillingford combination seemed to work, slowing the run rate and Narayan thought he had the breakthough when a catch was popped up to Targett and silly-mid on, but somehow Conk contrived to spill it. Sharath’s contribution came to a close with a fantastic caught & bowled in his final over and was replaced by Goodyer, now recovered."


Renegades Cricket Club are the champions of evening league! I don’t know if I am looking fwd to next year as I really hope I won’t be here for the summer!

God luck and Godspeed!!!!

Cheers
S

Berba in the Theatre of Dreams

Just like that famous night in Barcelona when we reached the promised land in extra time, United have clinched the Berba deal well beyond the deadline on Sept 1. I don’t know what it is with United and tight finishes. I don’t know who writes the scripts but it’s pretty darn exciting. Last night WE (and I proudly say we despite all the abuse G and R give me for this) pulled off a deal which was effectively the last piece in the brilliant puzzle- United signed Dimitar Berbatov from Tottenham Hotspurs in a four year contract for £ 30.75M. The moody but brilliant bulgarian will now team up with the likes of Rooney, Ronaldo, Tevez, Anderson, Nani, Giggs and Scholes and the result in all likelihood will be football from the train factory. There are question marks about his temperament but I have absolutely no doubts that Sir Fergie will set this right and even the rivals will grudgingly admire the quality of play. At the risk of offending a few Arsenal fans, I think we can now challenge Arsenal for playing the best passing football in the country.

I am by no means saying we will win the treble this year but any fan who does not get excited by the likes of Berba/Rooney/Ronny/Tevez playing together has to be to be a cynic! I for one am literally creaming my pants!

Bring on the scousers!!

Glory Glory Man Utd.

Cheers
S

An Open Letter to my dear netas

Amidst your busy schedule of addressing public gatherings which are as important as my pub*c hair, could you please get your assistant to set up a meeting? We need to talk.

For over sixty years you have had your way and taken a lot of things from us even if we didn’t want you to- Obscenely rich weddings of your kith and kin, palatial six bedroom apartments, fancy cars and family vacations to the Swiss from money you were taking from us - But still happy to oblige! This is a nation which treats its politicians as demi-gods and you have supporters who are willing to put their life on the line simply because he thinks his leader is not treated with respect. He does this in earnest, believing you are working for the nation’s welfare. In return all we want are a few fundamental things which in my not so humble opinion aren’t too much to ask for!

Religion and Terrorism

We are a secular nation and are highly tolerant one. But that does not mean the people will remain quiet after every atrocity that happens to them. Please do not introduce a religious angle to every political problem and cultivate hatred amongst the people. I sincerely believe most terrorist act has a religious motive behind it and is caused by an earlier discrimination. We as a nation do not want another Gujarat episode and that is exactly what is about to happen in Kashmir. Every inflammatory statement by you will create another series of terror attacks just because an idiot took offence to it.

Curb Inflation

I don’t have the exact facts but I am pretty darn sure that no other country will have a prime Minster and finance minister with a better CV. I would be wasting my time talking to them about the ill effects of inflation. It has to be the single largest deterrent of growth.

Nuclear Deal

As I indicated in one of my earlier posts, we need to get the nuclear deal signed sealed and delivered at the earliest. You can read my thoughts on it at http://sharath-irrelevantrants.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-left.html

Political Heirs

Please stop picking your political heirs from you family. Most of these are people have done a rather poor job of shaping their life. How the fuc* are they going to run this nation? There is a reason why we are a democratic country.

Tata Nano- Farmers vs Industrialization

It will be a bushesque mistake if we don’t encourage a project by one of our biggest and most respected companies which has nearly 34 patents on car design alone with such investment and employment generating potential. It has to be treated like a national project. The state government should ensure the farmers are justly compensated in terms of price for their land and employee opportunities in the car project through suitable policy initiative. It will send all the right signals that we are a nation with the right political atmosphere which is conducive for investment. The growth that we have had since we adopted liberal economic policies is there for all to see.

Olympics and the so called lesser sports

The recently completed Olympics have sent out yet another timely reminder as to how badly we have treated the other sports (except cricket). Its definitely not crickets fault that the other sports have been given step motherly treatment. The administration has failed miserably in not setting up excellence centers and our crab mentality has only achieved in ridiculing the likes of Sania for the attire rather than appreciating her talent. It may be sound clichéd but a nation of billion people can definitely do better than 3 medals

Strikes and Bandhs

There has got be a better way of lodging a protest than to bring the economy to a stand still for a day. It is incomprehensible how a nation which is generally perceived to be hard working has taken such a strong liking to strikes. We have all moaned and complained about the red-tapism and nepotism that exists in government offices yet we have ridiculed the one chief minister that decided to act against this. I am not here to discuss the rights and wrongs of Jayalalitha’s actions but it is just the attitude of the nation that stinks in this regard.

Separatist movements and Kashmir

Kashmir is an integral part of India and we should never compromise even with an inch of our territory. Anytime we bow down to a separatist movement which is keen to use methods aimed at hurting women and children we are setting a precedent. I honestly believe the separate policy on Kashmir has triggered the movement of separatism. Please do away with your Hindu-Muslim bickering ensure that the wishes of Pakistan and the separatist organizations are not fulfilled even if it means by force!

Corruption

It might not be an inappropriate time for me to remind you that you are not an employee in some casino at Vegas who works on Minimum wages and tips! Stop believing it is some sort of god given right for you to earn extra money for doing your job. That’s the not the way it works for the rest of us and there is no frick*ng reason why it should for you. I am sure there should be an easier way to avoid corruption in government offices than for Indian Thatas and Anniyans to come and set it right. If it means it will eradicate the problem I don’t mind a few of each breed.

Sub Nationalism

Please stop all practices which encourage sub nationalism. India need not burn just because dada has been dropped from the Indian team.

I know doing most of the above might not be in your best financial interests but your country needs you now more than ever and after all we’ve done for you it is the least you can do for us!

Love
Disgruntled Indian