First of all my most sincere apologies to my readers for not being able to reach out to you since a long long time…. I’ m seriously sorry friends….but THOUGHTS AND PEPPER had actually run out of thoughts….. ;)
But I’ m back…with a sack full of new, a bit peppy and of course, a bit hatke vichaar s going haywire in my mind……with a pinch of pepper sprinkled on them……as usual… J
The latest thought that is running in my mind….well I should say, the one that seemed the most appealing to me at this point of time is…
The World Cup Scenario….
Cricket has been since years followed as a religion in our country. The craze, the passion for it has been unending. Cricketers being worshipped as gods, and celebrated as film personalities. This has been the tradition in our country, followed from the time India proved its mettle in the 1983 World Cup. Since then, be it the kids playing gali- cricket in the street, the school or college students playing on the playgrounds or be it the group of old people sitting together hearing to the live commentary on the transistor, after every four years, every Indian has dreamt of seeing the world cup in the hands of the Indian team…
But this craze is not only limited to the world cup matches…of course not….there is one more platform where cricket is accompanied with the same mania, same zeal and same enthusiasm….well….no points for guessing, .. The answer is…. INDIA- PAKISTAN matches….
Whatever be the reasons for it, the craze for any India Pakistan match is umm……..sorry guys but I am seriously out of words to describe it….. And I don’t think any Indian needs words to understand it…. I mean cricket is in our veins guys…
During such matches, it seems that every Indian has been given a strong dose of adrenaline, a boost in their veins ….the hoots when Yuvraj or Dhoni play a master stroke, the mourning when Sachin returns to the pavilion scoring a nervous ninety, the shrieks when Gambhir or Raina are saved from being run- out, or the loud shouts of joy when Bhajji takes a wicket….all these moments do not seem less than a massive moment of celebration, just as the birth of a child at home, most of the times, even more than that… The craze is unbeatable, unmatchable and unimaginable…
Coming back to the current scenario, i.e. World Cup 2011…
It seems that some o the major upsets in the history of cricket have been created in this world cup. Taking a look at the last three matches, Pakistan reaching the semi finals giving West Indies a humungous defeat by ten wickets, the other day New Zealand defeating the giants of the game, the South African team…and the one that is of utmost importance to every Hindustani… India throwing out the Australian team; which has been taking the cup home consecutively for the past two times; in the quarter finals itself. This came as a real pleasant surprise for every Indian who was glued on the seats in front of the idiot box for hours on a stretch just to watch the fate of the world cup trophy, or I should say, just to decide within themselves “Will the cup be ours this time?????”
The excitement, the joy, the happiness knew no bounds… Cricket fans celebrating India’s victory over the Victors in every possible way…
Viewing the current situation, and the teams India has to compete with now to claim a right over the cup, it seems somewhat predictable that this year the trophy is ours…. However as goes a famous saying…
“Do Not Count Your Chickens before They Hatch”…
Though now this rule is very less applicable, even then, all we can do is just wait and watch what the destiny holds for the Indian team as well as for the World Cup Dream of every Indian….
So with my best wishes to the Indian Cricket team, Dhoni and his MEN IN BLUE,…and also with a hope that the dream is fulfilled… here is Roshni Punjabi signing off, promising to be back soon, with some more thoughts, and of course… a tinge of pepper… J
Adios readers…
And
Chak De India… :)
THOUGHTS AND PEPPER by ROSHNI PUNJABI
“Your country, when RIGHT, to be said RIGHT, when WRONG, to be put RIGHT”- J. F. Kennedy.
With India
None of us, simply no one can be ignorant about the hospitality and the affection that our country and countrymen offer, and it makes no difference whatsoever whether the people are known to us… or complete ajnabi s….
Friends, this is just one of my numerous efforts to share the wonderful experiences and even the not so wonderful occurrences with all you people… so here it goes…..
Last week, I would not mention the exact date an place...not because of the obvious reason that it would seem uninteresting, but because of the fact that it does hold any significance, what is important is the feeling behind it, the emotion attached to it that makes the difference….so friends… resuming to where I was….last week I was traveling in a bus to reach a destination that was unknown to me… the reason... I being a novice in this pink city. After confirming that the bus would make me reach some place very close to my destination spot... I boarded it and took a seat (which I was lucky enough to bag) in that heavily overstuffed bus. The best part of the entire story occurred then… being sure that my conveyance would not make me reach the exact location as desired but somewhere around that place, I casually asked the bus conductor where I needed to leave the bus in order to reach where I had to….???
And believe me guys… that was the end of it!!!!!…. Except the conductor everyone around me heard my query… in fact not only heard it but also replied to it… my one question was literally blessed with replies springing up from each direction.
Everyone around me…simply everyone came up with one or the other reply. The list of directions that emerged one after the other seemed to be endless. With an old lady giving me a half- amused, half- dejected expressions…making me realize the gravity of the blunder that I had committed by getting into this particular bus... and in poured all the suggestions… “You shouldn’t have boarded this bus, it won’t go that way!”, “Ok, you can get down at that particular stop, your destination is just a five minutes walk away from there”, these just to mention a few. Similar advices appeared out of the blue for me…. And even till the bus stopped at the stop where I should be getting out of the bus according to most passengers surrounding me, the replies seemed to be a part of some continuous process, seamless and unending, with voices rising suddenly at regular intervals, “You should get down at the next stop.”, “Take a turn from the next lane after the stop.”, “It’s not that far, you can walk till there…”, and many more….huh!!!
It was at that particular moment that this thought struck me, to ponder over this incident and share it with you all. We almost daily hear the typical words, “There is nothing such as HUMANITY left in today’s world!!!” …who says so guys… there are exceptions for each and everything, and INDIA
Friends, my motive behind this article is not to pinpoint the mistakes or our wrong doings, neither am I doing this to promote some kind of patriotism. What I simply want to convey is that in spite of being a part of the busy and hurriedly running world, we need to take time to pause and have a look around us. The people, the environment, our country and in fact, the entire world around us is as beautiful, as good as we think ourselves to be. All we need is a slight change in our perspective.
As is said,’ Beauty lies in the eyes that behold…”
With a promise to return back soon, with some more thoughts and some more pepper added to them…
Take care
Adios
Message from the Hon’ble Chancellor
Today, we are celebrating the inaugural function of Sangathan which has animportant place in our annual calendar. Sangathan which is a celebration of Amity students from across all campuses, provides a forum for interaction, caring and sharing and togetherness for all Amitians. It is a time when we all come together year upon year and we can measure the growth of Amity by the size of the event which increases annually. With so many students participating from every corner of the nation and many foreign countries Sangathan is a good example of how Amity represents unity in diversity.
Mr. Aseem Chauhan
Chancellor
