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.



Is There an Expiry Date to Creativity?

Flannery O’Connor has said that,

“Nothing needs to happen to a writer’s life after they are twenty.
By then they’ve experienced more than enough to last their creative life.”

I am 21, and I think, am yet to experience lots of things in life.
I am yet to fall in love, yet to experience heartbreak, yet to feel the agony of losing a loved one, yet to travel the world, yet to LIVE…

I would really like to know, what you all think about it. The reason I am posting this is because I heard about this in a movie called Stuck in Love, and it got me thinking if this is why, nothing is happening in my life now, it has become so monotonous, or should I say easy.

What’s a life without any struggle, without hardships, without any bliss, without any excruciation? And what’s a writer, without any of the above experiences…

Comments Are Invited!

Dying Humanity..

CASE-1(July 2012): A young girl beaten and stripped by a mob of men when she left the bar in the morning after partying. So many people watched this but none came to rescue the girl who was assaulted for reportedly 30 minutes. But of course, what they didn’t forget was to capture the incident on their phone.

CASE-2(Dec 2012): Someone must have heard them when they were crying for help after they were dumped naked and bleeding on the road side. But their cries were ignored as “they are not related to us” or due to “khamakhaa ka panga ho jayega”. Yes, I am talking about the Nirbhaya case.

CASE-3(Aug 2015): A man took two victims of an accident to hospital and informed the police. In return what the police do, they send him to jail and asked for a bribe of RS 2000. This man swore to never help anyone in his life again.

In the above mentioned first two cases, the people involved in the crime were clearly had no reason to be called human. But what about the people who saw it happening, but preferred to be the ‘silent spectators ‘. Were they humans? Of-course they were, well, they all had two eyes to see, two ears to hear, a brain to apply, a heart to feel, two hands and two legs to act and a mouth to speak up but they would rather not use it as the victims were not in any way related to them, so why take the pain, right?

Now let’s see the third case, In this a man did help the victims of an accident and sent them to hospital, but what does he gets for doing a good deed, he is sent to Jail and is asked for Rs. 20k in bribe to get himself out. Now will this man ever in his life, help anyone in need, I guess no. So there, we lost one more from the species which is getting very rare, almost at the verge of extinction- The ‘Real-Human’ species. Now what makes this race so special, it is a very basic thing, which is preached by almost everyone but not everyone do what they preach. That thing is ‘humanity’.

The people passing by the injured couple and not stopping to help were homo-sapiens but not the real-humans. And even they were not real- humans who silently witnessed the girl getting molested by a mob in front of them, because if they were they would have considered the victim as their own as all the real-humans are related irrespective of their cast, religion, gender, ethnicity or age.
Just so you can stand straight, walk on two legs, have an intelligent brain doesn’t make you real-human, you got to have a thing in your DNA known as humanity. This Independence day let us all pledge to be a real-human and raise our voice for the real issues rather than bickering about a cricket match.