Tale of Two Legacies

The biggest prize of all – The World Cup. And without doubt, this would be known as Messi’s World Cup. He stamped his class and authority as he led his team to a third title – the last time we watched a Argentinian lifting this elusive trophy was 36 years ago. That itself speaks volumes of why and how this win for Argentina and Messi is so significant for the country – beyond sports and football.

The game was dead rubber for 70 minutes and dominated by 2 Argentina goals (Messi making the most of the penalty and Di Maria’s beauty which clearly won hearts). Then, perhaps everything changed and looked like a French comeback was on the cards. What followed was a stunning, dazzling display for quality football and reminding us why this is such a spectacular game. I did feel sorry for Mbappe but I was pleased Argentina won.

My love for Football and Argentina goes back to my childhood days, and really, those were the days of unblemished innocence and pure joy. Perhaps life was way more simpler then, and Football looked more glorious than ever. And, Maradona was my hero. He still is, and I don’t think Messi’s victory lap will change my sentiments for the great man. But I am totally thrilled to see that Messi was finally able to emulate his Hero (and Argentina’s God) to bag the coveted trophy. The endless comparisons and the criticism of not having performed at the same level for his national team (his record with Barcelona is impeccable to say the least) can now be shut and dumped in the barracks – he has indeed silenced his critics once and for all. That includes me as well.

I would also refrain from comparisons of Messi’s victory with what Maradona did in 1986 (though hypothetically it is inevitable). It was a different era, the world looked very different then and that victory was by all means, a more defining moment in Argentina’s sporting history. Also, despite the fact that both were/are precocious talent, they are made very differently. Maradona was an extrovert, the golden boy from the slums of Villa Fiorito who could do magic with a football, charismatic, troublemaker, inspiring and controversial. Messi on the other hand, is more reserved, leads a more stable life (family and kids), despite the enormous amount of ability and attention, remains so grounded. So, contrasting personalities really but the genius is the common factor. They both led young, hungry, enterprising players (Maradona had Burruchaga, Messi had Alvarez and Di Maria) to achieve the ultimate glory for their country.

Personally, I will remember 18 Dec 2022 for a very long time to come. I watched the match with family and close friends, nothing can beat the aura of a good football match and dinner with loved ones.

As everyone is saying – Gracias, Messi 👏 🙇 ❤️.

Moods of Sky

Weather is like our Fortunes – Sunshine in the morning, Rain in the afternoon and Yellow shades towards the evening. Talks a lot about swinging, conveying the message through the air of unpredictability.

By the way, do you like the view?

Espionage – The Dark World

In a world of civilians and goodness, the ‘spy’ profession is one world where insanity looms large. It’s a world of perennial darkness and betrayal, and to survive is in itself, a test to surpass armageddon.

Unlike in popular culture and thanks to the advent of films like 007 and Mission Impossible, this isn’t a profession for everyone. Rather, it’s for the select few who choose sacrifice beyond everything else. Because, being a spy robs you of those innocent desires in life that you might want to cultivate as a normal human being would. The cinematic version is far from reality – minus all the glamour and chivalry, and comes loaded with the perks of an inevitable death.

But the key question is not what the reality is. Perhaps we all know that. The more significant poke is – how important are spies to our country and to be even more specific, how dispensable their roles are especially when it is widely believed that spies have a very short shelf life.

The most important aspect is also quite a revelation (or perhaps stunning to say the least). Their definition of ‘trust’ is very different from the understanding of an average human being. Moreover, the trust factor is largely focused on the mistrust of the associated relationships, which is equally shameful and staggering in terms of their binary world – binary because not allowing themselves to trust is the very core attribute of their existence.

The world needs spies, the world needs undercover agents, we certainly need vigilantes who are always around to ensure we are alive the next morning. But the most painful and ignominious part is – they don’t exist when they are alive and death eludes them when they perish.

As good as it gets

Perspective – looks dark from the outset but there is so much to offer inside, in terms of hope, energy and versatility

The Shining

In darkness, I see light. A few minutes earlier, this view was quite different. Eclipsed by some clouds, not willing to show up, perhaps happy to take a backseat and run the show nevertheless.

But then the landscape changed. There were flashes, and then it was showtime. Out there on the top, looking supremely gorgeous to our naked eyes.

Party on the Sky 🪔 🧨 🔥

Fireball

There is a significance to the enigmatic concept of ‘Fireball’.

All the anger rolled out in a cushion ball and intended to target hostility with persuasive aggression while at the same time, conveying the message of pain and perseverance with a pinch of frustration and audacity.

Looks attractive from the outside, burns inside with fury.

But fire has its own charm to relinquish and adapt. Perhaps, that is the reason it’s invincibility is often disputed with discretion.

Friday Monologue

I wish it was an eclipse – an evil collapse of the inevitable and an attempt to rise beyond the natural.

My wish is no one’s command, but it certainly is the ask of the hour. Not to unravel the blemishes of self but a plea to open those doors of vision for me to see through the turbulence and slowly inch towards the realm of possibilities.

Lights on, Hopes in.

The festival of lights is back – to infuse hope, rejuvenate enthusiasm and guide us towards the path of goodness.

Happy Diwali! 🙏🏻💐❤️🪔

2 Friends – Chapter 1

Jennifer and Maya were not born for each other. But, they were born to live with each other.

Jennifer came out from an affluent family where riches, parties and extravagance was the order of the day. But, she never belonged to them. Apparently, she is very close to her father, and her mother always came second. But, she was not the spoilt kind. Rather, all this noise, the crowd of pretentious people and fake emotions never got the better of her. She started isolating herself from the realms of her parents, though she loved them both. A introvert, she does not want to come out of the shell she has created for herself, yet she eagerly awaits the rising sun or the first drop of rain that remains embellished in the squadron of the palpable sky. She is very pretty, yet she is alone and vulnerable in life.

Maya is one of her kind. A beautiful person, she exudes charm and innocence in the same breath. She always has her guns blazing, and resonates to people in a way that keeps her connected to them in a way that she becomes very close to their soul. Maya touches hearts, and she is an absolute sweetheart to people around her. She hails from a middle class family, and hence is very close to her roots. Wealth and prosperity eludes her, but that is in no way stopping her to cherish every moment in life. A genuine person with a heart of gold. Her parents live in Bangalore, parents were working but now retired and she is fending herself off to a decent start once she completes her Bachelors, which appears to be an outright target in her life.