It was a real life version of "SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE" when Sushil Kumar won the magical figure of Rs. 5,00,00,000 in KBC . Not that I am very fond of the derogatory term, but you could sense the similarity between the two. The only difference, there were real emotions in the real saga.
It was only an irony, to see a small town guy finding himself in an alien environment, answering a question about a foreign country to win the jackpot.
If the victory was brimming with joy, the victory celebrations overflowed- Quite Literally. Amongst all the adulations, Sushil Kumar held his ground. I am sure, everybody watching the show would have wanted him to win. That was simplicity personified.
Sushil Kumar has echoed the voice yet again - That people emerging from the grinds of the small town are more enduring in their nature. They have always been subjected to the not so easy way of getting things, which make them strive a little harder than their counterparts in the bigger cities, and hence these results.
It’s so refreshing to see so many role models coming from small towns, which gives us a belief – Yes! if they could, we can as well !!!
If you want to feel the real essence of India Shining, you need to goto into the smaller towns and villages of India, and see how are the people faring? If the, answer is good; the answer is “Yes We Are”!!!
Let us have more such Sushil Kumar’s coming up and winning, and we not just acknowledging them but standing to be like them.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Master of my thoughts!!!
The shadows of the unknown past, follow me,
They tell me,my soul is old,
But,I'm too young to be old.
I wonder alone seeking the light,
Waiting for the sun to shine,
Waiting for the perfect past,
to resurrect in time.
Among the cloud of delusion,
The battle though lost, the war will be won.
The past will be conquered,
Because, I'm the master of myself.
They tell me,my soul is old,
But,I'm too young to be old.
I wonder alone seeking the light,
Waiting for the sun to shine,
Waiting for the perfect past,
to resurrect in time.
Among the cloud of delusion,
The battle though lost, the war will be won.
The past will be conquered,
Because, I'm the master of myself.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Chose to Walk
I stepped into the subway, a tunnel, walking against the light, into the darkness. It was scary. Felt claustrophobic. A fear that I have been left alone to fight against the odds - the darkness.
I thought to myself, Should I walk ahead or turn behind and walk towards the much known light. An inner voice said, Walk Straight. I did…
I kept walking past the darkness, hands clasped against each other, shivers down my spine. But I chose to walk – Straight.
And there I saw light ahead - The much known one. Enveloping the darkness inch by inch, and there I was in broad daylight. I had crossed the tunnel - victorious.
Dil Na Umeed to Nahi,
Nakaam hi to hai,
Lambi hai gam ki Shaam,
Magar Shaam hi to hai....
I thought to myself, Should I walk ahead or turn behind and walk towards the much known light. An inner voice said, Walk Straight. I did…
I kept walking past the darkness, hands clasped against each other, shivers down my spine. But I chose to walk – Straight.
And there I saw light ahead - The much known one. Enveloping the darkness inch by inch, and there I was in broad daylight. I had crossed the tunnel - victorious.
Dil Na Umeed to Nahi,
Nakaam hi to hai,
Lambi hai gam ki Shaam,
Magar Shaam hi to hai....
Friday, November 13, 2009
We Salute you : 20 years and the journey continues…….
This piece is tribute to my hero and certainly to the hero of millions of people not only around the country but the whole world.
People say everything changes with time. It certainly has for Sachin Tendulkar. Close to 25 years back, he would have been playing in the Gully of his street and today he is a world icon.
But few things haven’t changed for him. The hunger, the determination and the willingness to do a notch better than the previous inning.
Sometimes it’s really difficult to comprehend how can somebody remain so grounded despite so much adulation showered on him? People call him the living legend, the God, the worlds greatest batsman, and the moment you hear him speak, you will feel, is he the man?
There was a time when people admired him for his cricket but later people witnessed that with the consistency of runs, he also has been so consistent in handling the adulation that he has been bestowed upon.
I have grown up watching an admiring this great man. Excerpts of a few moments of his cricketing life which has left an imprint in my mind. I was tempted to write on and on but then chose 10 of his best innings to share it in this post.
1. 1989 Pakistan,Sialkot: It was Sachin’s first test series against the arch rivals Pakistan, not to be forgotten that India was touring Pakistan after a long time. This 16 year old was thrown into the hot pan where India were playing against the best bowling attack of that era- Imran,Wasim and Waqar at their prime and Quadir as wily as a fox with his Leg spin and googlies. They deliberately targeted him with short deliveries and once got hit on the nose by a bouncer from Waqar. The physio cum doctor (I remember it was Dr. Irani) ran to have a look at him. It was suspected that the kid would just walk out until a voice came over- “Main Khelega”. He went out to score a half century which helped India draw the test match. That day it proved he was not shy of battle and ready to fight it out for his country. Everybody knew a hero was born.
2. 1992, Australia, Perth: The fastest pitch in the world, the bounciest had developed huge cracks. The Australian attack was at its blistering best. As Sachin walked, they had close catchers around him. Every other person who understands Cricket would agree with me that you would not put a fielder on a short cover or short mid wicket on a bouncy pitch where the bowlers were bowling short. It was done to tame this 19 year old. To send a message, boy you are supposed to be at high school! He responded with cuts, square drives and pulls. In a short while both the fielders were taken off. He went on to score a century which still remains a record till date for the “youngest centurion on the Australian soil”.A battle was one by the little kid teaching lessons to the big daddies of cricket.
3. 1998,Sharjah, U.A.E. : India was playing not only against the Australians but the nature which was determined to put India out of the triseries involving India,Australia and New Zealand. India had to make certain amount of runs to qualify for the finals. Sachin started well hitting all bowlers for boundaries. India was on course until a sandstorm came in from the adjacent deserts. It was so strong that it forced all the players to leave the field, but Sachin refused to leave. He was too focused on the task ahead. Even the nature had to give up against the grit of this little champion. The targets were revised and now India had a mammoth target to achieve in a curtailed match. The storm was not yet over for the Aussies, the difference this time it was coming from the masters bat. Sachin eventually got out (to an unfortunately wrong decision by the Umpire), but not without seeing India romp to the finals. This inning was followed by another one in the finals where he did the job of leading India home to a tournament victory. The successive centuries left Warne admitting that he had nightmares of Sachin dancing down the track to hit him for sixes. The master had thumped his supremacy on the game.
4. 1999,Bristol, England : Sachin’s worldcup journey had come to an abrupt ending with the sad demise of his father. He had to travel back to India to be with his bereaved family. India lost without him against a relatively weak Zimbabwe team. The country was missing him badly. The family felt that the only way to get out of this tragedy was to ask him to join the team. Probably for the only time in his life he was pushed to play cricket. He went out to bat against the Kenyans and scored a belligerent century. This time he was not only fighting against the bowlers but against his own emotions. It was an extremely emotional moment when he looked at the heavens after scoring the century. So many eyes would have got wet that day.
5. 1999,Chennai,India : What a knock that was? Sachin had developed cramps in his back. It was getting extremely difficult for him to hold the bat. The Chennai heat was sapping. He had scored 139 against immense pressure, humidity and pain. He wanted to finish the match at the soonest because it was getting impossible for him to even hold his bat. He misread the Doosra from Saqlain and looped a catch in the air which was gleefully accepted by Wasim. Indian batting folded up in no time and we lost the match by a whisker. A match which was so winnable just passed out from our reach. Sachin could not come out to accept the Man of the Match award because he had not yet recovered from the anguish of that defeat. With him the country cried.
6. 2003,Centurion,South Africa : India was going into this game with an undefeated record against the Pakistanis in the World cup tournament. The Pakistan team scored 274 on a good centurion pitch. India required a brisk start at the top. Sachin along with Sehwag provided the same. Sachin looked in ominous touch hitting Shoaib for a six past the third man region. Waqar and Wasim were dealt with no respite either. He felt shot by 2 runs from a much deserving century, but the counter attack helped India maintained its undefeated record which still stands unbroken till date.
7. 2008, Sydney,Australia : Sachin was struggling against the ball angling away in that series. He had got out thrice trying to play a shot through the covers nicking one to the keeper or the slips. He was determined not to repeat this shot in the third test against the Aussies. He went onto score a double century against the Aussies on his favourite pitch. This test was remembered for reasons except cricket(the racism allegations on Bhajji and the woeful umpiring decisions) but nobody can take away the speciality of Sachin’s innings where he had scored a double tonne without playing a delivery outstretching his arms to play a cover drive. This man always had a backup short.
8. 2008,Sydney,Australia : The stage was set. Sachin was playing on his favourite ground. The SCG. Some unwanted comments were flowing that he does not perform in the big games(It was quite a foolish argument though). Another faction of people were talking about the limited cricket left in him. People believed he looked jaded and was no more a free flowing batsman of the past. The Indian had not won a tournament in Australia post the 1985 world championship of Cricket. The champion took onto him to turn all odds in favour of him. He scored a century, and silenced the critics by not just scoring runs but piling them by bludgeoning the Australian attack. It was in the same innings he was hit by a beamer from Brette Lee. Brette instantly walked towards him to apologize. He smiled at it and went to take his stance. It was the section in the audience which was hooting Lee hereafter. Such was his composure and dedication towards his goal.
9. 2008 Chennai,India : The English had come back to play the test series as a mark of solidarity towards the people who were killed in a barbaric attack on Mumbai. The English played exceptionally well for the first four days and left a daunting score for India to chase. India had to choose between a draw or a win, and Sehwag provided the dream start with a power-packed filled half century. Sachin took over from him and made a 103 to take India home. He later admitted that he felt the same vibes and tension of the 1999 Chennai test against Pakistan. This time he didn’t leave the game for the rest and took the onus on himself to score the winning runs. He dedicated this victory to the terror attack hit victims and said that if this victory brought a smile to them for a second, their job was done. We all knew that the fans love him but here was one such instance when the God said that he loved the fans in the same way.
10. 2009, Hyderabad, India : Australia had piled up 350 runs and it looked improbable if not impossible for India to achieve that. But Sachin had other plans. He counter attacked the attacking Aussies and scored 175 runs. Just when it looked we were on the course of victory, a slower delivery kissed the bottom of his bat and looped in the air to be caught by Craig White. It was such a sulking moment for him. Indian batting faltered like a pack of cards and we lost by 4 runs. One of Sachins best innings made him heavy hearted again. The nation was deeply saddened but acknowledged the masters innings with full praise.
There have been numerous such innings from the great man and I can just go on and on describing each innings.
There have been great cricketers but what separates them from the master is the way he handles the game on and off the field.
He is an inspiration for so many kids, a star in so many eyes, an envy for so many batsman.
I just fail to reconcile with the fact that how would I watch a game without him. I rather not worry about that as of now as he looks determined to play for many more years to come for the country.
He said it in the post match interview at Hyderabad when asked what motivates him to go on and on and tumble records after records – "I care to play for the country which is a motivation enough to give my best shot each time I walk in".
I salute to this great exponent of Cricket. May you score tonnes and tonnes of runs and let us dance to the tunes of Sachinism.
People say everything changes with time. It certainly has for Sachin Tendulkar. Close to 25 years back, he would have been playing in the Gully of his street and today he is a world icon.
But few things haven’t changed for him. The hunger, the determination and the willingness to do a notch better than the previous inning.
Sometimes it’s really difficult to comprehend how can somebody remain so grounded despite so much adulation showered on him? People call him the living legend, the God, the worlds greatest batsman, and the moment you hear him speak, you will feel, is he the man?
There was a time when people admired him for his cricket but later people witnessed that with the consistency of runs, he also has been so consistent in handling the adulation that he has been bestowed upon.
I have grown up watching an admiring this great man. Excerpts of a few moments of his cricketing life which has left an imprint in my mind. I was tempted to write on and on but then chose 10 of his best innings to share it in this post.
1. 1989 Pakistan,Sialkot: It was Sachin’s first test series against the arch rivals Pakistan, not to be forgotten that India was touring Pakistan after a long time. This 16 year old was thrown into the hot pan where India were playing against the best bowling attack of that era- Imran,Wasim and Waqar at their prime and Quadir as wily as a fox with his Leg spin and googlies. They deliberately targeted him with short deliveries and once got hit on the nose by a bouncer from Waqar. The physio cum doctor (I remember it was Dr. Irani) ran to have a look at him. It was suspected that the kid would just walk out until a voice came over- “Main Khelega”. He went out to score a half century which helped India draw the test match. That day it proved he was not shy of battle and ready to fight it out for his country. Everybody knew a hero was born.
2. 1992, Australia, Perth: The fastest pitch in the world, the bounciest had developed huge cracks. The Australian attack was at its blistering best. As Sachin walked, they had close catchers around him. Every other person who understands Cricket would agree with me that you would not put a fielder on a short cover or short mid wicket on a bouncy pitch where the bowlers were bowling short. It was done to tame this 19 year old. To send a message, boy you are supposed to be at high school! He responded with cuts, square drives and pulls. In a short while both the fielders were taken off. He went on to score a century which still remains a record till date for the “youngest centurion on the Australian soil”.A battle was one by the little kid teaching lessons to the big daddies of cricket.
3. 1998,Sharjah, U.A.E. : India was playing not only against the Australians but the nature which was determined to put India out of the triseries involving India,Australia and New Zealand. India had to make certain amount of runs to qualify for the finals. Sachin started well hitting all bowlers for boundaries. India was on course until a sandstorm came in from the adjacent deserts. It was so strong that it forced all the players to leave the field, but Sachin refused to leave. He was too focused on the task ahead. Even the nature had to give up against the grit of this little champion. The targets were revised and now India had a mammoth target to achieve in a curtailed match. The storm was not yet over for the Aussies, the difference this time it was coming from the masters bat. Sachin eventually got out (to an unfortunately wrong decision by the Umpire), but not without seeing India romp to the finals. This inning was followed by another one in the finals where he did the job of leading India home to a tournament victory. The successive centuries left Warne admitting that he had nightmares of Sachin dancing down the track to hit him for sixes. The master had thumped his supremacy on the game.
4. 1999,Bristol, England : Sachin’s worldcup journey had come to an abrupt ending with the sad demise of his father. He had to travel back to India to be with his bereaved family. India lost without him against a relatively weak Zimbabwe team. The country was missing him badly. The family felt that the only way to get out of this tragedy was to ask him to join the team. Probably for the only time in his life he was pushed to play cricket. He went out to bat against the Kenyans and scored a belligerent century. This time he was not only fighting against the bowlers but against his own emotions. It was an extremely emotional moment when he looked at the heavens after scoring the century. So many eyes would have got wet that day.
5. 1999,Chennai,India : What a knock that was? Sachin had developed cramps in his back. It was getting extremely difficult for him to hold the bat. The Chennai heat was sapping. He had scored 139 against immense pressure, humidity and pain. He wanted to finish the match at the soonest because it was getting impossible for him to even hold his bat. He misread the Doosra from Saqlain and looped a catch in the air which was gleefully accepted by Wasim. Indian batting folded up in no time and we lost the match by a whisker. A match which was so winnable just passed out from our reach. Sachin could not come out to accept the Man of the Match award because he had not yet recovered from the anguish of that defeat. With him the country cried.
6. 2003,Centurion,South Africa : India was going into this game with an undefeated record against the Pakistanis in the World cup tournament. The Pakistan team scored 274 on a good centurion pitch. India required a brisk start at the top. Sachin along with Sehwag provided the same. Sachin looked in ominous touch hitting Shoaib for a six past the third man region. Waqar and Wasim were dealt with no respite either. He felt shot by 2 runs from a much deserving century, but the counter attack helped India maintained its undefeated record which still stands unbroken till date.
7. 2008, Sydney,Australia : Sachin was struggling against the ball angling away in that series. He had got out thrice trying to play a shot through the covers nicking one to the keeper or the slips. He was determined not to repeat this shot in the third test against the Aussies. He went onto score a double century against the Aussies on his favourite pitch. This test was remembered for reasons except cricket(the racism allegations on Bhajji and the woeful umpiring decisions) but nobody can take away the speciality of Sachin’s innings where he had scored a double tonne without playing a delivery outstretching his arms to play a cover drive. This man always had a backup short.
8. 2008,Sydney,Australia : The stage was set. Sachin was playing on his favourite ground. The SCG. Some unwanted comments were flowing that he does not perform in the big games(It was quite a foolish argument though). Another faction of people were talking about the limited cricket left in him. People believed he looked jaded and was no more a free flowing batsman of the past. The Indian had not won a tournament in Australia post the 1985 world championship of Cricket. The champion took onto him to turn all odds in favour of him. He scored a century, and silenced the critics by not just scoring runs but piling them by bludgeoning the Australian attack. It was in the same innings he was hit by a beamer from Brette Lee. Brette instantly walked towards him to apologize. He smiled at it and went to take his stance. It was the section in the audience which was hooting Lee hereafter. Such was his composure and dedication towards his goal.
9. 2008 Chennai,India : The English had come back to play the test series as a mark of solidarity towards the people who were killed in a barbaric attack on Mumbai. The English played exceptionally well for the first four days and left a daunting score for India to chase. India had to choose between a draw or a win, and Sehwag provided the dream start with a power-packed filled half century. Sachin took over from him and made a 103 to take India home. He later admitted that he felt the same vibes and tension of the 1999 Chennai test against Pakistan. This time he didn’t leave the game for the rest and took the onus on himself to score the winning runs. He dedicated this victory to the terror attack hit victims and said that if this victory brought a smile to them for a second, their job was done. We all knew that the fans love him but here was one such instance when the God said that he loved the fans in the same way.
10. 2009, Hyderabad, India : Australia had piled up 350 runs and it looked improbable if not impossible for India to achieve that. But Sachin had other plans. He counter attacked the attacking Aussies and scored 175 runs. Just when it looked we were on the course of victory, a slower delivery kissed the bottom of his bat and looped in the air to be caught by Craig White. It was such a sulking moment for him. Indian batting faltered like a pack of cards and we lost by 4 runs. One of Sachins best innings made him heavy hearted again. The nation was deeply saddened but acknowledged the masters innings with full praise.
There have been numerous such innings from the great man and I can just go on and on describing each innings.
There have been great cricketers but what separates them from the master is the way he handles the game on and off the field.
He is an inspiration for so many kids, a star in so many eyes, an envy for so many batsman.
I just fail to reconcile with the fact that how would I watch a game without him. I rather not worry about that as of now as he looks determined to play for many more years to come for the country.
He said it in the post match interview at Hyderabad when asked what motivates him to go on and on and tumble records after records – "I care to play for the country which is a motivation enough to give my best shot each time I walk in".
I salute to this great exponent of Cricket. May you score tonnes and tonnes of runs and let us dance to the tunes of Sachinism.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Every song has a history to it.
You plug in those earphones and then among the thousand songs, you scroll up and down to chose your song. What goes in the back-end?
The simple reason is that you like the song more than the other songs in your I-Pod, or particularly you relate to that particular song more than any other song in the playlist.
Why does this happen?
I guess because all the songs have a history attached to it.
Its so often that you listen to a particular song and you are lost. In those moments of your past, those cherished ones, the ones which brings smile on your face, or tears in your eyes. But certainly those moments which are etched in your mind and that particular song helps you in keeping those memories afresh.
A yaaron dosti badi,Puraani Jeans, Pal-yaad aaeyenge ye Pal, would take you back to your college days. Reminds you of those moments spent in the canteen with your friends pulling each others leg, passing comments on the teacher who is also eating somewhere there.Talking about journal submissions or the latest couple on the block.
Whenever you listen to Aye mere watan ke logon, it would take you to your school days where you used to reach early for the flag hoisting and you waited eagerly for the sweets to be distributed only to be overjoyed with the fact that there were no classes on the independence/republic day.
Whenever you listen to Phoolon ka taaron ka, it would remind you of those Rakshabandhan days when you used to ask your parents for money to be given to the sister and those Rs. 50 made your sister the richest girl in the world who thought of buying the best dolls from that money she had just received.
And there are so many songs like that
That is why I say there is history attached to each song. Each song from your past reminds of you of those old good days, to which you can only say, boy those were the best days of my life.
The simple reason is that you like the song more than the other songs in your I-Pod, or particularly you relate to that particular song more than any other song in the playlist.
Why does this happen?
I guess because all the songs have a history attached to it.
Its so often that you listen to a particular song and you are lost. In those moments of your past, those cherished ones, the ones which brings smile on your face, or tears in your eyes. But certainly those moments which are etched in your mind and that particular song helps you in keeping those memories afresh.
A yaaron dosti badi,Puraani Jeans, Pal-yaad aaeyenge ye Pal, would take you back to your college days. Reminds you of those moments spent in the canteen with your friends pulling each others leg, passing comments on the teacher who is also eating somewhere there.Talking about journal submissions or the latest couple on the block.
Whenever you listen to Aye mere watan ke logon, it would take you to your school days where you used to reach early for the flag hoisting and you waited eagerly for the sweets to be distributed only to be overjoyed with the fact that there were no classes on the independence/republic day.
Whenever you listen to Phoolon ka taaron ka, it would remind you of those Rakshabandhan days when you used to ask your parents for money to be given to the sister and those Rs. 50 made your sister the richest girl in the world who thought of buying the best dolls from that money she had just received.
And there are so many songs like that
That is why I say there is history attached to each song. Each song from your past reminds of you of those old good days, to which you can only say, boy those were the best days of my life.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
The Logic Behind Two Names
I have met so many people in these 25 years of my life and there have been so many people who have been taken by my name. Some of them liked it, some hated it but everybody took notice of it. SO what was so peculiar about my name?
Rachit +Raj – A very common question posed by so many people. Why do you have two names Rachit and Raj? Some ask, is your surname Rachit or Raj? They were bamboozled to know that my father name reads, Deepak Kumar Ambastha. No link in the surnames they say.
I knew that this was a common trend followed by the Kayasthas, but why, I only came to know when one day I posed this question to my uncle, who held a P.hd degree in ancient history.
He told me that we are Ambasthas which are a subgroup of Kayasthas, not that I did not know that, but a few things which followed were certainly new to me.
So coming back to the point of having two names, I was told that we were one of the ancient tribes where women were given equal treatment in the society. A father wanted to give a name while the mother wanted another name. At the end the child had both the chosen name and henceforth the trend continued. Sounded quite interesting. I wanted to know more. Where did our forefathers come from, I asked him?
He told me that we were originally located in Taxila a place in Afganistan, which meant we were Afganis.He went further by saying that Taxila was the oldest university even before the Nalanda Universty in Bihar and Ambasthas were mostly into education. It was then that Alexander invaded the sub-continent and reached Afganistan. A battle was fought and it is said that during the fight with the Ambasthas, his hammock was pierced with an arrow which ultimately led to his death in Alexanderia. But, this left the Ambasthas tattered and they scattered to different places. A few moved to Nalanda in Bihar, the others to Ujjain in Madhya Pradesh and the rest down to Kottayam in Kerela. Later they dispersed to different parts of the country. Kayasthas were mainly Muneems(accountants) in the kings kingdom, and all the work related to accounts were asked to be done by them. I wondered probably that is the reason why there are so few Kayasthas into Business or serving in the armed forces.
It was heartening to know some interesting facts about my forefathers which made me proud and then came the dark side of the history. The Kayasthas were supposed to form Lord Krishna’s army, and when Arjuna and Duryodhan had approached Lord Krishna to take him on their respective sides before the Kurushetra Yudh, he had kept an option between the two parties. He had said that he would fight from one party where as his huge army would be on the other side.
As history would have it, the Kayastha took the Kauravas side and were badly defeated.
I chuckled at the thought of not many Kaysthas joining the armed forces.
This way I came to know so may interesting facts about my ancestors and my dynasty. This short conversation helped me in identifying myself and my origins. I bet there would be others who after reading this would want to know their histories too.
Rachit +Raj – A very common question posed by so many people. Why do you have two names Rachit and Raj? Some ask, is your surname Rachit or Raj? They were bamboozled to know that my father name reads, Deepak Kumar Ambastha. No link in the surnames they say.
I knew that this was a common trend followed by the Kayasthas, but why, I only came to know when one day I posed this question to my uncle, who held a P.hd degree in ancient history.
He told me that we are Ambasthas which are a subgroup of Kayasthas, not that I did not know that, but a few things which followed were certainly new to me.
So coming back to the point of having two names, I was told that we were one of the ancient tribes where women were given equal treatment in the society. A father wanted to give a name while the mother wanted another name. At the end the child had both the chosen name and henceforth the trend continued. Sounded quite interesting. I wanted to know more. Where did our forefathers come from, I asked him?
He told me that we were originally located in Taxila a place in Afganistan, which meant we were Afganis.He went further by saying that Taxila was the oldest university even before the Nalanda Universty in Bihar and Ambasthas were mostly into education. It was then that Alexander invaded the sub-continent and reached Afganistan. A battle was fought and it is said that during the fight with the Ambasthas, his hammock was pierced with an arrow which ultimately led to his death in Alexanderia. But, this left the Ambasthas tattered and they scattered to different places. A few moved to Nalanda in Bihar, the others to Ujjain in Madhya Pradesh and the rest down to Kottayam in Kerela. Later they dispersed to different parts of the country. Kayasthas were mainly Muneems(accountants) in the kings kingdom, and all the work related to accounts were asked to be done by them. I wondered probably that is the reason why there are so few Kayasthas into Business or serving in the armed forces.
It was heartening to know some interesting facts about my forefathers which made me proud and then came the dark side of the history. The Kayasthas were supposed to form Lord Krishna’s army, and when Arjuna and Duryodhan had approached Lord Krishna to take him on their respective sides before the Kurushetra Yudh, he had kept an option between the two parties. He had said that he would fight from one party where as his huge army would be on the other side.
As history would have it, the Kayastha took the Kauravas side and were badly defeated.
I chuckled at the thought of not many Kaysthas joining the armed forces.
This way I came to know so may interesting facts about my ancestors and my dynasty. This short conversation helped me in identifying myself and my origins. I bet there would be others who after reading this would want to know their histories too.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Yet another BF vs GF conversation !!!!
There has been umpteen conversations between a girlfriend and a boyfriend that we have read in so many mails. This was the first time I witnessed it with my own eyes.
Context: I was waiting at the railway station when my eyes went to one of the couples in my office. They were waiting for the same train. I could not help but overhear them as they were standing just adjacent to me and the decibels levels were on the higher side.
I cannot help but share it in my blog.
Girlfriend(hereafter referred as GF) : Sweetheart, I just hope we get into a wonderful B-School. But if we manage to get into different B-Schools, what then?
Boyfriend(hereafter referred as BF): Ah, don’t remind me about that. It will be such a pain.
BF sees the GF’s face getting grimmer. He doesn’t like seeing her sad. Tries to liven up the conversation. Not knowing in the wildest of dreams that he is digging a deep hole for himself.
BF: Hey Chuhiya( till then the gal liked the name, probably there was the filmy angle to it. Read-Jaane tu ya Jaane Na), I would miss you terribly but we would check out hotties in our respective colleges? Will call each other every night to update on any new hottie on the block. What say?(It was all said in a harmless,lighter note just to bring in a little of naughtiness to push out the sadness which had enveloped the surrounding with the separation factor).
Boom... the stage was set for the GF to transform from the Cute Chuhiya to the Daravani Sherni.
GF :Why do you want to check out gals? Why cant you wait for two years and then check out me, later all your life.
BF: Thud! (Entire life), the same face. Oh no!!!( dare he say that on her face. Read- All in the thinking phase).
Oh yes sweetheart, thats a better option. Nobody can be as good as you are, as beautiful as you are, as charming as you are.
GF: Nobody can be as beautiful as you are? You mean to say you compare me with others? Which means you check out other girls. All guys are just the same. You call me Chuhiya where as the other gals are morni to you.
BF: Bemused. Where did that come from (Thinks)?????
BF: Hey you are my morni. No one else can be.
Finally a smile appear on the GFs face.
BF :(Thinks :Little does she know that Morni are really ugly, its the More who are supposed to be the beautiful species )
BF: (Tries to do some resurrection work). I will miss you so much for the next two years when we might not be together. The BF tries to personify the sad smiley which he uses in the chat with his GF. This helps him in getting a lot of attention, sometimes to the extent of, lot of pampering from his GF.
Guess the effort this time was not great. The tried and tested magic didn’t work.
GF: What do you mean by, you will miss me for the next two years? I knew,you are tired of me and want to get rid of me. But don’t you worry, i will be coming there often and you would have to introduce me to all your friends. (she meant all my future friends who would by the law of nature would happen to be girls).
BF :Sure honey, I surely would.
GF: But dare I see you roaming about with any other girl. I will create a scene there?
BF: (Thinks: Isnt she creating it right now with so many people around)
BF: No way Morni.(Tries the tested name which had just brought a smile on GFs face sometime back)
GF : A slight smile. Good!!!
BF: Thinks: Its better to keep quiet now. Nothing seems to be working today
GF : Now why are you so serious? You are not talking to me.
BF: Nothing like that. Was just thinking about the job in hand. Have got a new project to work on from today onwards.
GF: Are you sure you are saying the truth? (the suspicious look)
BF: Of course Jaan. Why would I lie? (Thinks: Geeta pe haath rakh ke kasam khaaun kya?)
GF : Cant see it in your eyes?
BF :Thinks: (Even the ophthalmologist cant identify a person looking in his eyes, that he is lying. Is she crazy? Of course she is....)
GF: Common swear on me, that there is nothing else in your mind.
BF :(Thinks :Here came the Geeta pe haath rakh kar kasam khao. Hindi movies. Grrrr@#$...)
BF: Yes honey, swear on you.
GF: See, now you have resorted to false promises. God, do you know an empty promise can kill me?
BF: Fuming inside, but very particular that it didn’t spill out.
BF: (Controlling his anger), its nothing like that. Why do you feel I am upset because of something. I was thinking of work, which is taking a toll on me offlate?
You don’t seem to understand..... He was in between his sentence, and the GF pounced back.
GF:Yes you feel I don’t understand you? Is this what I get to hear at the 11th month of our courtship.
BF: Had lost it by now. Shut up now! You have been crapping all this while ya. I meant to say that you don’t seem to be understand...ing that I was preoccupied with thoughts about work.
How would it work if you act so immature?
BF: just walks away leaving the GF behind.
GF Calls up the BF.(Read that they are just 15 feets apart). BF, disgusted with the happenings cut the call. GF calls again and he cuts again. The GF keeps on calling and finally he paves way to his GFs persistence.
BF: Yes tell me(In a very cold way)
GF: Sorry jaanu, you are so understanding, and I keep on fighting with you. I have become like a typical GF and I just hate it. I love you so much and I would never trouble you for anything. Apni chuhiya ko buddhu samajh ke maaf kar do.
The cuteness in the voice and her expressions were just too much for him. The angry face paved way to a smiling face with glitter in his eyes.
The GF could not resist and forgetting that they were still in the railway station, rushed and gave him a quick bear hug.
The hands which looked so estranged to each other locked against each other again. Love was in the air again. The mushy talks began again.
I witnessed a rush of emotions in 20 minutes of my stay at the station. I had witnessed two characters trying to be dominative with each other in different phase of times, but never had they been both tried to outpower each other with their egos at the same time. I wondered, had the boy not been patient with the girls stupidity an instant fight would have resulted and what if the girl would not have accessed the situation and would have pleaded to the fuming BF, the distance would have only increased between the two.
May be thats what people call love. Round one was over. The Victor.... Hmmm. I guess it was “their love” . A hot girl just came and stood beside the three of us. Boys would be boys. the BFs eyes drooled at her beauty and the next moment he was brought back from the fantasy world with a hard pinch on his arm.
Round two was about to begin.
Context: I was waiting at the railway station when my eyes went to one of the couples in my office. They were waiting for the same train. I could not help but overhear them as they were standing just adjacent to me and the decibels levels were on the higher side.
I cannot help but share it in my blog.
Girlfriend(hereafter referred as GF) : Sweetheart, I just hope we get into a wonderful B-School. But if we manage to get into different B-Schools, what then?
Boyfriend(hereafter referred as BF): Ah, don’t remind me about that. It will be such a pain.
BF sees the GF’s face getting grimmer. He doesn’t like seeing her sad. Tries to liven up the conversation. Not knowing in the wildest of dreams that he is digging a deep hole for himself.
BF: Hey Chuhiya( till then the gal liked the name, probably there was the filmy angle to it. Read-Jaane tu ya Jaane Na), I would miss you terribly but we would check out hotties in our respective colleges? Will call each other every night to update on any new hottie on the block. What say?(It was all said in a harmless,lighter note just to bring in a little of naughtiness to push out the sadness which had enveloped the surrounding with the separation factor).
Boom... the stage was set for the GF to transform from the Cute Chuhiya to the Daravani Sherni.
GF :Why do you want to check out gals? Why cant you wait for two years and then check out me, later all your life.
BF: Thud! (Entire life), the same face. Oh no!!!( dare he say that on her face. Read- All in the thinking phase).
Oh yes sweetheart, thats a better option. Nobody can be as good as you are, as beautiful as you are, as charming as you are.
GF: Nobody can be as beautiful as you are? You mean to say you compare me with others? Which means you check out other girls. All guys are just the same. You call me Chuhiya where as the other gals are morni to you.
BF: Bemused. Where did that come from (Thinks)?????
BF: Hey you are my morni. No one else can be.
Finally a smile appear on the GFs face.
BF :(Thinks :Little does she know that Morni are really ugly, its the More who are supposed to be the beautiful species )
BF: (Tries to do some resurrection work). I will miss you so much for the next two years when we might not be together. The BF tries to personify the sad smiley which he uses in the chat with his GF. This helps him in getting a lot of attention, sometimes to the extent of, lot of pampering from his GF.
Guess the effort this time was not great. The tried and tested magic didn’t work.
GF: What do you mean by, you will miss me for the next two years? I knew,you are tired of me and want to get rid of me. But don’t you worry, i will be coming there often and you would have to introduce me to all your friends. (she meant all my future friends who would by the law of nature would happen to be girls).
BF :Sure honey, I surely would.
GF: But dare I see you roaming about with any other girl. I will create a scene there?
BF: (Thinks: Isnt she creating it right now with so many people around)
BF: No way Morni.(Tries the tested name which had just brought a smile on GFs face sometime back)
GF : A slight smile. Good!!!
BF: Thinks: Its better to keep quiet now. Nothing seems to be working today
GF : Now why are you so serious? You are not talking to me.
BF: Nothing like that. Was just thinking about the job in hand. Have got a new project to work on from today onwards.
GF: Are you sure you are saying the truth? (the suspicious look)
BF: Of course Jaan. Why would I lie? (Thinks: Geeta pe haath rakh ke kasam khaaun kya?)
GF : Cant see it in your eyes?
BF :Thinks: (Even the ophthalmologist cant identify a person looking in his eyes, that he is lying. Is she crazy? Of course she is....)
GF: Common swear on me, that there is nothing else in your mind.
BF :(Thinks :Here came the Geeta pe haath rakh kar kasam khao. Hindi movies. Grrrr@#$...)
BF: Yes honey, swear on you.
GF: See, now you have resorted to false promises. God, do you know an empty promise can kill me?
BF: Fuming inside, but very particular that it didn’t spill out.
BF: (Controlling his anger), its nothing like that. Why do you feel I am upset because of something. I was thinking of work, which is taking a toll on me offlate?
You don’t seem to understand..... He was in between his sentence, and the GF pounced back.
GF:Yes you feel I don’t understand you? Is this what I get to hear at the 11th month of our courtship.
BF: Had lost it by now. Shut up now! You have been crapping all this while ya. I meant to say that you don’t seem to be understand...ing that I was preoccupied with thoughts about work.
How would it work if you act so immature?
BF: just walks away leaving the GF behind.
GF Calls up the BF.(Read that they are just 15 feets apart). BF, disgusted with the happenings cut the call. GF calls again and he cuts again. The GF keeps on calling and finally he paves way to his GFs persistence.
BF: Yes tell me(In a very cold way)
GF: Sorry jaanu, you are so understanding, and I keep on fighting with you. I have become like a typical GF and I just hate it. I love you so much and I would never trouble you for anything. Apni chuhiya ko buddhu samajh ke maaf kar do.
The cuteness in the voice and her expressions were just too much for him. The angry face paved way to a smiling face with glitter in his eyes.
The GF could not resist and forgetting that they were still in the railway station, rushed and gave him a quick bear hug.
The hands which looked so estranged to each other locked against each other again. Love was in the air again. The mushy talks began again.
I witnessed a rush of emotions in 20 minutes of my stay at the station. I had witnessed two characters trying to be dominative with each other in different phase of times, but never had they been both tried to outpower each other with their egos at the same time. I wondered, had the boy not been patient with the girls stupidity an instant fight would have resulted and what if the girl would not have accessed the situation and would have pleaded to the fuming BF, the distance would have only increased between the two.
May be thats what people call love. Round one was over. The Victor.... Hmmm. I guess it was “their love” . A hot girl just came and stood beside the three of us. Boys would be boys. the BFs eyes drooled at her beauty and the next moment he was brought back from the fantasy world with a hard pinch on his arm.
Round two was about to begin.
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