Doing it 'Ugly'

Hi guys,
Having received surprising responses and calls for some more ‘writing’, here I am again.
The topic I am about to tread on is a slightly controversial one, as it goes against one of our ingrained thoughts about dignity and 'it’s not about winning'.
 I was pulverized and completely in awe while watching the Federer V Tsonga match on tele yesterday when Federer was 2-0 up and going along without breaking into a sweat and Tsonga on the other hand jumping , diving, groping well frankly doing whatever was needed  just to get into the contest, at this point I thought who deserves to win this one? one who is supremely talented and just great to watch or the one who is also a great talent but giving it more than he has and doesn't mind looking bad but wants to win at all costs.....
How many times have we seen a superior talent than Federer and him being beaten by one such player? Never !!! But these semi geniuses have beat the genius, so could that style of play be considered less attractive but highly effective? And then which is better to watch?

Another super example would be that of a Steve Waugh and his brother Mark, twins but so different in their more than successful ways.
Mark: classy, elegant and talented
Steve: grit, determined and talented
 Who would you like to watch? really difficult to choose, results centuries scored in a winning cause, percentage wise probably a Mark would score over a Steve, when a Mark Waugh is on song the team is happy and confident, but when the team is in all sorts of bother , the team hopes for a typical Steve Waugh outing , why so ? And if so is that not entertaining?
Steve Waugh and very recently Saurav Ganguly were considered bunnies against a short ball and an unquestioned weakness, they certainly looked 'UGLY' quite frankly bad and totally out of place while coping with it, but how many times did these two guys actually get out to a short one?
 well the point that I am trying to make is that, all the pure genius on display does bring absolute viewing pleasure, no question and that is pure entertainment, but the other less glamorous style equal in achievement by all means should also be considered equally entertaining as it gives the spectator a view of how a superior temperament has more chances of bringing it home, in a spectacularly and entertainingly ‘Ugly’ way..........'JUST' thoughts.

The Morning After

Into the Scraps,
don't mind the raps,
never ever rued,
that feeling so good,
in for the tussle,
worth every aching muscle
Oh for the ache,
no piece of cake,
the fight juice has stopped to flow,
no glaze, no more glow,
think I am getting smarter?
Naw its just the ' morning after'.
Khatriranjya
15/02/2011

Amitabh Vs Dharamendra & Sachin Vs Saurav

Hi Guys,
Back for a bit after a bit, the poem bit....easy no poems no apprehensions needed, not this time anyway.
The title of this post might sound startling and strange especially coming from me,being a very big admirer of Amitabh Bachhan ,Sachin Tendulkar,Dharam Paaji & the Mauraj, for entirely different reasons.

The Big B, for sheer intensity and the body of work done and being daringly adamant in returning every single paisa he owed and he owed a lot, worked like never before,endorsed everything from hair oil to life insurance to cars to you name it but did not take the easy way out and file for bankruptcy which was and is the norm, a class act.

The Master, for being in the limelight for so long, being successful for even longer and not a single controversy linked to his name.Doing the impossible again and again,stunning people time and time again, being hailed by one and all (without exception)as the greatest ever and staying supremely modest , lastly for being the genius that he is.

Garam Dharam, for being the most charismatic, handsome lead actor in the history of Indian cinema and importantly having so many rumoured linkups with so many leading ladies all of which were true........Jahanpanha tussi great ho.....

The Mauraj, for being Saurav Ganguly and not giving a shit .....

having said this, I as an ardent fan wanting more am not as happy with the Big B and The Master as I am satisfied with Garam Dharam and The Mauraj ,I have started to feel the need for for change of stance from these two heavy weights, in being blatantly open in displaying their actual feelings and  common sentiments like anger and displeasure  before they hang their boots for a couple of reasons,
1. It makes them humane and easy to relate to, which a lot of us want to, big time
2.You represent me, when some has a jibe at them its that personal.
We all remember Mauraj on the LORDS balcony waving his shirt and shouting FUDGE, FUDGE YOU and the like on top his voice having won the final, this after having seen Freddie Flintoff do it at the Wankhede and every single Hindustani Mai ka Lal , Mahadev ki saugand, wanted to do the same..
 I recently saw a movie where the Paaji did a part with those complete idiots he has for sons and they all had a ball laughed at themselves, everybody around and then into oblivion,
in both these instances and there are many I could bring to your notice we see unabashed display of emotions and you begin to think you know these super guys very closely,to a fan thats what he wants, nothing more than to feel close to his/her heroes and this happens when we see them having emotions similar to ours
I know for a fact that I won't ever see a Sachin do a Saurav on the LORDS balcony or a Amitabh and Abhishek doing a Jat Yamla Pagla Deewana but now that India has firmly established the fact that The Big B and the Master are our property I would go a bit further and show absolute disregard to their privacy and personalities and display blatant and unabashed selfishness and demand my rights over their inner most emotions, also I know they want to say it , I want to experience it
Just once Mr Bachhan, ask these novice media personnel to take a walk ,once Mr Tendulkar give the 'Saqlain send off ' and I can go to sleep........again 'JUST THOUGHTS'

  

Been there again

1.'Been there again'
 Woke up in the morning,
 found the day just warming,
 told my dame, 
I got another game, 
couldn't tell her no lies,
 she just rolled her eyes,
 She then broke into a smile, 
said, go on its been a while
 on my head felt the caring LORD'S hand,
 woohoo I thought again on the band,
 back home sharing blow after blow,
 bruised and battered but can see the glow,
 tweak in the shoulder, creak in the knee,
 Yet so full of glee
 they say"No pain No gain",
 was happy just to break free again. 
 Will I ever do another round
 Of that very hallowed ground,
 Or will I again think
 I've gone over the brink
, Never say never again,
  I just been there again....