When 10 crossed 20!

Those for whom the paths were laid

The twinkle in eyes, the lights never fade

To enrich many lives they adorn this abode

to instil faith and that timeless goad!

Sometimes you wish you could do more. More in your capacity to admire and the enthusiasm to follow. You could do more than just marvel. And you could do more than just sings paeans or just write.

I could realise that through an epiphany, when the bhakt inside me was all too ready to elevate his deity. The nothingness of the motif had already cast its spell. And that's why I am going to stop. No amount of words can exemplify the kind of effect he has had on a whole generation, the generation I was a part of. So, it's better be left unspoken and rather be felt to absorb its real essence.

Long live the master.

An Ode to the heretic!!

Here's a long lost crappy creation of mine which I found accidently browsing through my mails. I hope it will bring a smile on your face. :)

O sehwag, what a swagger

nothing stops you from flaying with your dagger

seldom do we find you in a sombre mood

hunting always, you make bowlers brood

there was a time you were not in the team

then there was a talk how to tackle seam

and you arrived one day, with all your vigor

made them pant and made them simmer

Legacy of yours is hard to die

the talk is on to get your eye

The way you bludgeoned them into submission

Hope India shows the same intensity in their vision

You deserve a place in the rank of greats

A cog in our artillery, one of the biggest threats

You will live on for a hundred years to come

but the stature you have achieved will always be dear to some!