when they thought otherwise

No, I haven’t watched ‘The Revenant’ yet. But, sincerely, there were moments of severe brilliance for Leonardo DiCaprio when he could have. I take this jab at him now, rather on the ones who said ‘no’ to him. I list down DiCaprio’s earlier performances that didn’t go down the red carpet way. Django Unchained AsContinue reading “when they thought otherwise”

old house

This used to be the favourite hideout of my younger days, much much fitter and agile days I must say.   Field, outfield, pads, coach, technique, drive, gloves, tension, sweat, lots of sweat, passion, craziness. More importantly, it was my age of adrenaline. After years, took a look at myself through the strokes of the youngContinue reading “old house”

hymn that blows you away

‘Kisi baat par main kisi se khafa hoon, main zinda hoon par zindagi se khafa hoon’. The lyrics of mundane joy, a rendition that will stir your soul, the meaning that will wrench your veins, the inadequate fear that encapsulates the primal human being, an era that remains the home to divinity in the playbackContinue reading “hymn that blows you away”

Tribute: Legends of Cricket: Martin Crowe

   Some players must be measured by the times they played in, not in terms of averages. Martin Crowe was one such artist. I have seen very little of him in early 90’s and my impressions of him were established in the 1992 World Cup. A maverick batsman, he undoubtedly was one of the mostContinue reading “Tribute: Legends of Cricket: Martin Crowe”

Are you star driven?

Let’s have a crazy discussion. How many of us feel human race evolved out of the stars, galaxy or other astronomical endeavours?  Are we really the bi products of the ‘Adam & Eve’ syndrome? How much of it is science then?  If Science is our alma mater, then DNAs are not far behind. So, thenContinue reading “Are you star driven?”

Altitude

Heights, perceivable yet deprived. Tells us where we are, doesn’t say where we came from. We like to be at the top, but fear to look beneath. Love flying higher but eroded by turbulent waters.  Yes, I adore being out there but somehow get this feeling that blossoming flowers often forget the roots.  the altitude.Continue reading “Altitude”