It was a pleasant Sunday morning. The sun was just peeking from the horizon to take its first glimpse of the city it was going to awaken soon. The only thing that disturbed the serenity of the surroundings was the sound of footsteps. Susan's footsteps. She marched on in the narrow lane till she reached her destination.
She sat there and read,
"Here i lay dead, an example of how not to live."
She had herself engraved this line on the epitaph of Tom's tomb. When she read this today, for probably the hundreth time, memories came flooding back through the labyrinth of thoughts in her mind.
Tom had meant everything to her. He had been her world. The world beyond Tom had seemed non-existent. All till Tom had betrayed her, broken her trust, and died in the attempt. May be it was God's way of punishing him. She didn't know. But still her love for Tom had not reduced. She felt the pangs of pain of separation of someone so near and dear. She felt as if the sky had fallen in on her and everything had come to a standstill. She could not even cry. She could not think of a step forward, but she still wanted to live, and life had dragged on meaninglessly till date. And today, as she sat on his tomb like every other Sunday, half dead, staring into nothingness, the new morning dawned upon her.
Her ears opened wide to the cacaphony of the birds. Her eyes noticed the blooming of colourful flowers all around and the bees buzzing above them. The leaves of the trees rustled in the mild wind to give her the essence of an early morning exchange of good morning wishes. For the first time since Tom's death, she opened out to the life around her. The blithe surroundings fascinated her. She was amazed by the glee that was sandwiched between the dead. She gauged the amount of happiness she had missed out on because of one event that had happened to the contrary.
She got up, completely metamorphosed, a new Susan now. The place of the dead, the graveyard, had taught her about life, it had taught her how to live, given her hope. The graveyard was no more a place for the dead. It was the place where life continues even after death. She walked out into a new world, with the hopes and ambitions of a new life ahead, the life that had been awaiting her for so long. She broke open her nut shell. Now the world was hers and hers alone.
As she walked, she realised she was crying. But the tears coming out of her eyes now were no more a reflection of the past, it was there to help her see the rainblow that lay ahead.......................
"He Who Cannot Be" Matched
Sunday, November 2, 2008
It was April 24th of 1973 A.D. A beautiful lady gave birth to a boy child. Anything special? Well,of course not. Come on,boys are born in so many different corners of the world everyday, and this one was no different. The child lay on the bed with his eyes closed. Little did he know that he is going to make millions of eyes open wide and stare in astonishment at him just a few years down the lane; little did he know that he is going to raise the curtains for a new era where the game of cricket would be taken to a totally new and a then unimaginable level. The child soon started wailing, and the voice that was going to inspire thousands of people soon, was heard on Mother Earth for the first time.When his parents named him, little did they even guess that this name was going to be echoed all around the world in a few years time...........
Oh!! Yeah!!! You guessed it right. Of course this prodigious child is none other the most precious gem in the cricket crown- SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR- the man who has never traveled from good to great, but always from great to greater.
As a child, he loved cricket as a miser would love his money and soon this love transformed into every Indian's pride. He might have begun his International career at the tender age of 16 facing the Pakistani pacemen with a lot of guts and standing at the crease with a bleeding nose just to say, "Bowl ahead mate, I am ready to bat"; but his name was etched in the World record books earlier, when he purposely avoided eye contact with his coach on his way to a record breaking mammoth patnership for his school team with Vinod Kambli, in the fear that his coach will ask them to declare.
The journey that began at 16 is still on (touch wood), his physical height by no means an indication of the heights he has achieved or the peaks he has scaled. No flamboyance of today can ever come close to his legacy. But his ride through miles and milestones has not been without roadblocks. Even the greatest of them learn and evolve; Sachin has been no exception. There have been phases of failures, threat from injuries, the scrutiny and the pressures, but he has overcome them all with poise. His maturity may have grown with age but when pushed beyond conscious thought, into the realm of reflex and reaction, Tendulkar reprises the brilliant spontaneous style that characterised his younger days.
The only batsman whom every bowler can bowl to courageously without the slightest fear of bowling a bad ball. Well, where will the fear arise from when even the good ones are anyway punished? Undoubtedly the only homo sapien whom God ever fears. Wondering the cause of the fear? Come on, even God fears his own replacement!!
He has spared no cricketing nation in the world of a massacre off his bat. An idol to every child and an inspiration to every adult, he has single handedly taken Indian cricket to great heights so much so that cricket minus Sachin in India seems void. His laurels do not stop with him as a batsman. While his aggregate may probably be surpassed by someone in the years to come, I seriously doubt if anyone can be as great a human being as Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar- a man who has made every citizen of India, proud to be an Indian.
"Men may come, and men may go, but his legacy shall go on forever."
Oh!! Yeah!!! You guessed it right. Of course this prodigious child is none other the most precious gem in the cricket crown- SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR- the man who has never traveled from good to great, but always from great to greater.
As a child, he loved cricket as a miser would love his money and soon this love transformed into every Indian's pride. He might have begun his International career at the tender age of 16 facing the Pakistani pacemen with a lot of guts and standing at the crease with a bleeding nose just to say, "Bowl ahead mate, I am ready to bat"; but his name was etched in the World record books earlier, when he purposely avoided eye contact with his coach on his way to a record breaking mammoth patnership for his school team with Vinod Kambli, in the fear that his coach will ask them to declare.
The journey that began at 16 is still on (touch wood), his physical height by no means an indication of the heights he has achieved or the peaks he has scaled. No flamboyance of today can ever come close to his legacy. But his ride through miles and milestones has not been without roadblocks. Even the greatest of them learn and evolve; Sachin has been no exception. There have been phases of failures, threat from injuries, the scrutiny and the pressures, but he has overcome them all with poise. His maturity may have grown with age but when pushed beyond conscious thought, into the realm of reflex and reaction, Tendulkar reprises the brilliant spontaneous style that characterised his younger days.
The only batsman whom every bowler can bowl to courageously without the slightest fear of bowling a bad ball. Well, where will the fear arise from when even the good ones are anyway punished? Undoubtedly the only homo sapien whom God ever fears. Wondering the cause of the fear? Come on, even God fears his own replacement!!
He has spared no cricketing nation in the world of a massacre off his bat. An idol to every child and an inspiration to every adult, he has single handedly taken Indian cricket to great heights so much so that cricket minus Sachin in India seems void. His laurels do not stop with him as a batsman. While his aggregate may probably be surpassed by someone in the years to come, I seriously doubt if anyone can be as great a human being as Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar- a man who has made every citizen of India, proud to be an Indian.
"Men may come, and men may go, but his legacy shall go on forever."
A Drenched, Distressed Damsel in the Dark
Monday, October 27, 2008
There she lay amidst the rain,
Crying her heart out - the tears of pain.
The tiger in her, waiting to prance,
But not a single soul to spare a glance.
She closes her eyes - the images of the feud,
Tries her best but cannot elude.
A flash of lightening - a thunder bolt,
Her remains lie there - memories afloat.
-Chithroobeni
Crying her heart out - the tears of pain.
The tiger in her, waiting to prance,
But not a single soul to spare a glance.
She closes her eyes - the images of the feud,
Tries her best but cannot elude.
A flash of lightening - a thunder bolt,
Her remains lie there - memories afloat.
-Chithroobeni
My first blog is born!!!
Hey people!!
This is Chithroobeni,here to............................well,blog :)
Just want to maintain this as a forum where i can share my ideas and thoughts and take a bite from your opinions by means of your comments.
Well as a new comer to the arena,i hope to start from the very beginning-the horizon and reach out to the highest visible point-the zenith.(Get the significance of the blog name?).This is just my way of interpreting the name.......you are all welcome to explore into other ways of looking at the name.. :)
Of course my first post will never be complete without a note of gratitude to the people who introduced me to this world of blogs...........THANK YOU!! :)
And it is needless to say that comments to all posts are most welcome :) :)
So hoping i will enjoy this whole new venture,and all of you will enjoy with me,i sign out for now........
Chithru
Ps:Thus the birthday of my blog is 27th of October 2008 (also happens to be Diwali this year.....hmmm....so that s a bright start :) )
This is Chithroobeni,here to............................well,blog :)
Just want to maintain this as a forum where i can share my ideas and thoughts and take a bite from your opinions by means of your comments.
Well as a new comer to the arena,i hope to start from the very beginning-the horizon and reach out to the highest visible point-the zenith.(Get the significance of the blog name?).This is just my way of interpreting the name.......you are all welcome to explore into other ways of looking at the name.. :)
Of course my first post will never be complete without a note of gratitude to the people who introduced me to this world of blogs...........THANK YOU!! :)
And it is needless to say that comments to all posts are most welcome :) :)
So hoping i will enjoy this whole new venture,and all of you will enjoy with me,i sign out for now........
Chithru
Ps:Thus the birthday of my blog is 27th of October 2008 (also happens to be Diwali this year.....hmmm....so that s a bright start :) )
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