How Cricket Has Paralyzed Other Sports in India?

18th June 2017 was a historical day for the worshippers of Cricket in India who eats, talk and walk cricket. It was also my best friend’s wedding but almost all the guests who had to be there when they would rather be glued to their television were just talking about the match and checking out the scores on their smartphones. Their minds could only concentrate on the “pheras” after India lost the match to Pakistan in the ICC Champions Trophy.

The next day was not any less historic. It is very rare that you get to overhear about any other sport than Cricket in the office bays, around the coffee machine, in the cafeteria, in the smoking zone, etc. None of us gave a damn about the Indian hockey team winning the Hockey World League Semi-finals, until when India lost the Champions trophy to Pakistan. If by any chance you have got Bengali or Malayali colleagues, then you can also hear the word Football every once in a while.

In India, cricket is not looked at as sport but as an emotion, a religion. No kid wants to be Dhyan Chand when they grow up, they wouldn’t even know who that is. Everyone wants to be Tendulkar. The shiny glamor quotient of this “Gentleman’s game” has flash blinded the people, so they are unable to appreciate any other sports.

Earlier, people would listen to the live commentaries of the ongoing hockey matches. They would also take the pain to go see the boxing or kabaddi matches happening in their locality. But, how people look at the other sports drastically changed after the Indian cricket team won the World Cup of 1983.

Some parents in the country spend their hard earned money to send their kid to a cricket academy. Although when Abhinav Bindra won a gold medal for shooting in the Olympics, parents got a bit inclined to put their kids into other individual sports. However, that did not last very long. Unfortunately, even the echoes of “Chak de” were barely audible above the echoes of “Sachin, Sachin!!”. People in the cricket stadium use the term “Chak de India” more than they do in Hockey or any other sports ground.

It is as if, no other sport is worth celebrating, appreciating, or even playing. Even the cricketers are replacing actors from the advertising industries. Due to the dawn of IPL, the glamor world of cricket has become even brighter, luring in more of the younger crowd. They see it as an easy way to get money and fame. While the sports authorities spend Crores of money in cricket, the plight of sportspersons of other sports in India is unheard by the authorities. Many medal winners of various other sports are seen selling their medals for earning bread and butter for their family. The Kabaddi champions have become vegetable vendors, whereas wrestlers have become police inspectors, and sprinters are seen selling golgappas in the street to earn money.

They are not asking for a brand endorsement, nor do they want someone to bid a huge amount of money on them to get them in their teams. All they want is enough concern from the sports authorities of India, so they can pursue their dream of playing the sports of their choice and making the nation proud again.

 

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Is Hobby Pointless?

“Pursuing a hobby is the rich peoples’ business”

Well, that’s what every middle-class parent in India think. They think that hobbies are a waste of their child’s precious time and their hard-earned money. Parents wish for their child to have only one hobby i.e studying. As that hobby will land them a good job and provide them with bread and butter for the family.

We often hear many success stories of people where their hobbies paved their way to success and took them from rags to riches.

An entrepreneur from Chicago turned his gardening hobby into a multi-dollar business and another female entrepreneur turned her hobby of sewing pillows into million dollar business idea.

It is not necessary to have a hobby which keeps our pocket full. It is completely fine if someone doesn’t earn any money from it, but what’s more important is that it should feed your soul.

A hobby is something people do when they are not working. It is something they do for themselves, not for the society, or for money, or for any other constraints humanity has imposed on them. It could be something as small as collecting stamps or as big as making expensive jewelry. No matter, how big or small, a hobby is the “passion for life”.

Apart from the spiritual soothing, it is also good for mental health. It is a great way to relieve stress and do something productive and creative in the leisure time.
Socially, it is a boon for the ‘socially awkward’ people as it is a verified way to meet new people sharing the same passion.

Economically, having a hobby doesn’t hurt the wallet. For eg, if someone has a passion for painting, then he never needs to buy a painting from the market, instead, he can do it himself.

So, all in all, a hobby is not pointless at all. Now, is it?

And, She Was Gone!

Every day she would shed little pieces of her personality,
Every day she would abandon a part of her unique self,
Every day she died, just a little.

Surrounded herself with the people, she could care less about.
For the ghosts of the past would come haunting, whenever she was alone.

She, who would love to ponder, now hated the self-talk.
She, who loved the solitude, now can’t dare to stay back.

Lost somewhere behind those glasses,
Amidst those line of codes,
She was nowhere to find…

Day by day, piece by piece,
She was gone has been gone for a while now…

 

One Year Anniversary!!

Exactly a year ago, my friend asked me to write a reprise version of the poem from the movie 10 things I hate about you. And, that is how it all started.

The praise i got for that, made me think, if such a mediocre piece can garner so many likes- I could sure write so much more and better.

And then, the words just poured.

What all I have seen through my life took shape in the form of poetry.

Not to forget, the love I got from you guys. I am greatful to all of my fellow bloggers for accepting me as their own. I love being here and reading y’alls amazing work.

 

Serene Night

Earlier, moon was the only beautiful thing in my nights.

Then you came in,

Now the nights be always beautiful..

Full moon or black moon,

Starry or cloudy,

Rainy or windy,

Sleepy or sleepless,

They are beautiful…

Imperfectly Beautiful,

Beautifully Imperfect..

THE LIEBSTER AWARD

 

I am honored to have been nominated by the insightful author of  Saintswest (http://saintswest.wordpress.com)to do this Liebster Award. Thank you so much for appreciating my work! I am truly humbled and look forward to watching my own nominees in the near future. What an awesome reward!

This is an award given to small bloggers to help them gain some more views and get recognized.

The rules for the award are:

• Acknowledge the blog that nominated you and display the award.
• Answer 11 questions that the blog gives you.
• Give 11 random facts about yourself.
• Nominate 5-11 blogs you think are deserving of the award that have less than 200 followers.
• Let the blogs know you have nominated them.
• Give them 11 questions to answer.

Questions by Saintswest are as follows:

1. What are you greatest fears?

My greatest fear would be losing a loved one and apart from that I am also scared to death of the creepy creatures. Making a fool of myself in front of people also scares the hell out of me.

2. How long have you been writing?

I have been writing down the lyrics of my favorite song since I was a little girl. I have been writing my own poetry for a bit less than an year now.

3. If you could travel anywhere in all of time, where would you go?

I would go back to my childhood as it was not very pleasant one. And, I wish to go back in time to change that. I would have turn out to a lot different(read better) than I am now.

4. What do you enjoy doing in your leisure time?

I love observing people. I also love watching videos where cute guys do stand-up comedy.

5. What is your favorite color?

My favorite color is pink but surprisingly it is the among the least color you will find in my closet .

6. What is your favorite food?

The list is long.. I like everything thats sweet or spicy or salty but not too sweet or too salty or too spicy.

7. What is your favorite series (book, television)?

My all time favorite televison series is F.R.I.E.N.D.S.(I wish I had friends like those in real life.)

8. Who are the biggest influences on your writing?

The people around me, and how they affect me.

9. At this precise moment, what song is at the top of your playlist?

It is a Hindi song called “Ji huzoori” (english translation: It’s not always necessary to agree on everything with the person you love.)

10. If you could be any animal, what would you be?

I would want to be an APE so that I can evolve into a human after sometime.(I know.. crazy logic!

11. What made you start writing your blog?

I saw people posting random stuff on their blog and being an introvert, I really wanted my voice to be heard somewhere. Posted my first poem on Instagram, got appreciation. Hence started this blog.

11 Random Facts About Me:

  1. Umm, it may come as a shock to some. A good writer is also supposed to be a keen reader.
    Well, truth to be told, I don’t read much. I don’t pack books while traveling. I did enjoy reading in the past. But, honestly, I am not very passionate about it.
  2. I dont like mean people.
  3. I can sense if someone is lying.
  4. I imagine a lot (like ALOT.)
  5. I am a bathroom singer and I sing pretty okay!
  6. I am sensitive towards others feelings.
  7. I like to plan everything. I am not very spontaneous.
  8. I am not adventurous.
  9. I don’t have any pets.
  10. I am an only child.
  11. I am single.

 

11 questions for my nominees:

1. What is your weirdest fantasy?
2. If you had to live in one place your whole life, where do you wish to live?
3. Who is the one person you won’t mind getting stuck with, on a stranded island?
4. What is your favorite TV series and why ?
5. Who was your first love?
6. What do you hate the most about a person?
7. Which social situation are you most scared of?
8. Who is the one person, who is not your friend or enemy but still bothers you alot?
9. What is your definition of happiness?
10. How did you meet your best friend at the moment?
11. What made you start writing your blog?

I nominate:

TylerLearnsToWrite

Girlwithaninstinct

Jim Noonan

DesertBurg

bg(resurrecting the trashcan bard)

Asfa Aftab

 

 

 

 

 

 

The New Girl in Town

I have recently moved, well not recently actually… been almost a month.. but haven’t got a chance to write about it. You know how it is, right? New people, new place, new things and new problems. I was so wind up in everything.

Do I feel homesick?
Well, not really. I don’t miss my old city. I have wanted to get out of there my whole life. And, in this alien city among strangers, I don’t miss my home, I actually miss that homely feeling.

I was so used to having my mother around to take care of the things for me. I never, in my life, felt the need to save a reminder on my phone. I just told her and she remembered it for me. I never set the alarm clock to wake up early in the morning. I just told her the time, and she would get up an hour before to get everything ready for me.

Enough with the homesickness talk. Now about this new place and new people:

My introvert readers will agree, that making friends at a new place is so much difficult. Just when I was getting along fine with my classmates (it took me four years to open up with them). Now, I am at a new place (my workplace) and the same questions that my friends have asked me some years back, are popping up again.

ROUND-2. “Why are you so quiet?”, “Why don’t you talk?” (DUH! Because I am new here!. Wait till I get comfortable, then you would be the one begging me to shut up.)

OKAY. Got it! You were not so shy when you were new. You used to chatter and gossip a lot. But then again, I am not you. BUT, I am not shy either. And, I think more than I talk and I would rather not talk just for the sake of talking.(you know the small talks and stuff).

I believe that a conversation should be heartful rather than forced.

Well, there’s that. And, I know you guys follow me for my poems, and I promise I will be writing one soon. Before I do that, I will write more about this new city and the new people here.

 

Drowning..

Did you ever feel like you were drowning? 

That sinking feeling! 

It may not necessarily come when you are alone, 

It even haunts when you are surrounded by a bunch of people. 

Your head buzzing with all those noises,

But no voice brings you back to the SURFACE…