Olympics- A saga of sweat, blood, tears and victory

London Olympics was a pretty special one for me. Considering it's the first one i watched from start to end.

The opening ceremony was a true dedication to British life and culture, from the portrayal of old London during the Industrial Revolution to the journey of British music and culture portrayed by teenagers. And of course the entry of Her Majesty the Queen of England entering the second most famous personality from England other than Shakespeare , Bond , James Bond.

The final journey of the Olympic flame where finally it was lit to form an enormous cauldron by the future athletes of the world was truly special.

Then started the Olympics.

After an impressive medal haul (to our standards) last Olympics there was huge expectations from this time's contingent.

Oh the bane of every Indian athlete and sportspersons. Expectations.

It definitely did not start great by the archers and shooters disappointing . Even the top ones had a disappointing run in the Olympics.

But this was also the Olympics of the dark horses. Vijay Kumar and Gagan Narang came out of the shadow of their fellow athletes and performed brilliantly  Giving us a silver and bronze respectively.

In boxing unfortunately the men disappointed but the silver lining came in the shape of a woman by the name of MC Mary Kom who won the first bronze for India in women's boxing.

Saina Nehwal truly had the gods on her side when she won the bronze in badminton , proving to be a true inspiration to aspiring badminton players around the country.

But along with the victories , came the flip side of the coin who got lonely . Controversies.

The badminton players who were disqualified for 'not playing to their best efforts" to the athletes who failed the doping tests , to the appeal which overturned a victory for the Indian boxer , controversies came thick  and fast in the London Olympics.

When it comes to GBR, the stars of the day were Mo Farah, Jessica Ennis , Andy Murray most importantly who become overnight heroes to so many in their countries.

Usain Bolt proved he was the best winning the 100 and 200m race back to back and to add the cherry on the cake the 4 x 100 relay. whoo hoo!!

Michael Phelps just added another number of medals to his already considerable tally making it up to 26. Huh, what's ours again??

Hockey. Oh god the hockey. Nightmare of apocalyptic proportions. It was like watching ManU and Mna City last year where the Red Devils lost 6-1. Painful . Stroke worthy painful.

  Shed a tear . Moving on.

The wrestlers however the highlight of the evening before the closing ceremony with the bronze and the silver from Yogeshwar Dutt and Sushil Kumar respectively not only become highlights but also immediate icons for the country.

They shed blood, tears and sweat as they struggled to reach the pinnacle of sporting events. The coveted Olympic gold medal. Unfortunately it wasn't our year. But the medal tally truly is impressive.

Hopefully one day in summer 2016 we add one??...

Sports for us

Now i needed time to think about what to write ,so sue me for the tardiness of the post.

Now what's happened?? Oh yes Wimbledon.

Six time champion Roger Federer beat Andy Murray to reclaim the title and end the title- dry time. Serena Williams also similarly ended her title dry time.

To this i will only say this .

Yippppppeeeeeeeeeee!!!

I remember that the first thing i did was call up my friend and gush about how awesome it was and also spared a thought for poor Murray who was our second fave ... u noe if  he wasn't playing against our favorite.

That reminds me of how much sports changed the atmosphere in my class. Whether its inter school , inter house (mostly) or an international one. Cricket to football to tennis . This also factors in the girls.

Yes some of us watch sports.

Its usually football which creates an air of excitement , tension and fights ( verbal) among the boys and girls. I remember the way i chased my friend across the class and almost tore his blazer when he started dancing in front of me after semi final of World Cup 2010. All of us got really mad at the boys as we were all pro Germany and they were ... well you know.

Cricket wasn't very popular among us teens since football dominated our every thought and action. But whenever something happened especially during IPL  most of the guys and gals who'd come from other places to Pune, it'd get pretty intense.

Facebook is our outlet for all the sports results and we were very vocal on all wins. The online debates were always stirring. I remember when Chelsea won, there were so many of my classmates online and every status was pro Chelsea including mine.

When we won the World Cup there was a kind of craziness on Facebook. Since it was after Boards so we couldn't meet the next day but we all talked and met each other on the street as we went out to celebrate.

If you think this is bad you should see us after the football matches in school. That's a whole different ball game. Especially the ones after rivals in -school and between schools. Anti Bishop remarks are brutal and ... welll you can imagine.

Whe the footballers came in after winning the match , even if we're in the middle of solving an equation we all cheer and clap . So do the teachers!

So basically  i wanna say that all of us love sports. The ones who play it and especially the ones who watch it . In one word we call them  something.

Fans.

Peace out.

Depression to elation

Sorry i needed two days of stablility to get over the roller coaster of emotions i went thru on thursday.

Starting from  Euro Cup Semi final no 2

What the hell happened ??

Germans and of course me were taken aback when Balotelli  scored the first goal for Italy and then were taken apart when he scored the second one in quick succession . The minute I saw a German supporter shedding a tear after the second goal my resolve was set.

I went to bed that minute. I knew if i kept on watching I would too burst into tears.

Depression, sadness, incredulity and bone deep anger against the coach Joachim Low were my major emotions that night. How the hell could he have dropped his good players against a team they have NEVER won against in a major competitive tournament. In fact the most draws in FIFA history are between Germany and Italy!!

I woke up the next morning glum as hell over the last night's spectacular crash and burn of Germany . Sadly, i took my breakfast, switched on the TV  and finding nothing of interest on Star World  decided to watch the news.

I think i was stunned speechless the minute i saw the latest news about Wimbledon .

Two time Wimbledon champion  and recent World no 2  Rafael Nadal had crashed out against a virtually unknown player 6-7, 6-4, 6-4, 2-6, 6-4 !!!!!

My dad got so scared when he heard me screaming in utter joy and elation . He got all huffy with me when i told him why. He thought I'd hurt myself (lol).

Thank you Lukas Rosol for cheering me up and providing me the best news I've had all day!!

Wow!! I don't think i've had so many mood swings in one day ever!!

One of the best underdog stories I've ever heard!! Go Rosol!

Busy supporting the germanz!!

Sorry dad this is pretty short.
Busy supporting the germanz in the Euro Cup 2012 and will write when they win the Euro Cup and kick Spain's butt all the way to their country.
If the defending champions win then will also put up a post about how much i hate them and i hope they rot in hell.
All in all very positive!!

An interesting audience to a final

IPL Final - KKR VS CSK- As it happened in my home

9 pm - After i finish doing tp on my laptop , i relent and decide to watch the final . My dad's been watching from the beginning. The CSK are playing brilliantly and set a formidable score of 190.

9.12- We have engaged in an argument coz i believe tht KKR still has the good to win this match. Using statistics and his conviction tht whoever he doesn't like doesn't win at finals . i remind him tht if statisitcs were infallible then india wud never have won 1983 world cup and his dislike is baseless.

10.00- dinner is served. i tell my mom tht to prepare a nice big humble pie which my dad wud eat voraciously.He glares at me and says " in the end dhoni and i will have the last laugh".

11.00 - He's getting worried as Bisla and Kallis are beating the hell out of the bowlers. I'm grinning , he's not.

11.30- We see a tweet about a guy who says that it is weird when a father and his child are sitting in the same room and supporting different teams!! We laugh our butts off  and dad then sits down on the floor  while i'm sitting on the couch.

11.35 - My sis comes home from the neighbour's and is grinning from ear to ear saying " who's winning now!" My dad high 5's her  and looks so happy tht someone was supporting CSK until i tell him while laughing at his disappointed expression tht she was talking abt KKR. LOL!!!

12.00- Kallis is out. Oh crap . Grinning males are annoying , even if it is my father.

12.30- A four!! "noooooo!!" from my dad. I'm doing the monkey dance sitting. 3 runs from 3 balls.

12.32- Four!!!!! KKR has won!!!! Now i do the Macarena and the monkey dance and jump across the Tv room in joy!! My dad looks so crestfallen its actually funny.

12.45- He gets even madder when SRK does cartwheels on the ground while i'm just laughing!!

1.00- To put the bow on the present which is my dad's disgruntlement , KKR lifts the cup!! As i go up, i tell him " You know I'm going to torture u with this for years".

He looks at me and says " I know."

and just to annoy him further , i skip my way up to my bedroom.
This was an interesting final.

The rise of boy bands

90's . my favorite era.

Why? Coz it was the time when a group of men singing together was "in". Namely, Backstreet Boys and N'Sync. Their pop music and obviously looks garnered many many fans. Mostly female (like me!).

But by the time i grew up i found out that they had gone out of fashion as  either they broke up or others just took their place  and soon all "awesome" music was either rock or rap. Which i really hate.

 The only surviving band from that era was pretty much forgotten(except me. I bought their most recent album ). I.e Backstreet Boys.

But thank you  One Direction !!!

The British - Irish group brought back memories of the awesome 90's and the height of  Backstreet Boys and NSync's careers.  The music, the craze behind the boys . Everything. People remembered what that time was like .

" What Makes You Beautiful" reminds me of songs like Shape of My Heart by BSB, As Long as you love me - same , NSync's Bye Bye Bye. The catchy tune makes me nostalgic coz it brings back memories of a 6 year old me watching the video of "Everybody( Backstreet's Back) for the first time . It was the first video I'd watched of them and i instantly fell in love with them.

Even though people wondered about my sanity when i told them that my favorite band was one whose heyday was when we were toddlers i stuck by it. I'd always loved their music and people can say what they want.

It was always my wish that i could get my hands on a time machine and go back around 18years. That is not possible so fate brought that era to me. Yippee!!

Guys and gals, the 90's are here!!

The reality of Mother's Day

Everyone on Mother's Day talks about how great their mom is. How much they treasure her, how much they love her. They all make all kinds of gestures to demonstrate that.


I guess, in all the hoopla they forget that probably just one day before they were cursing them to hell and beyond for" ruining their lives". "For suffocating them"


" My mother is my idol" How many times have i heard that statement or read it?  Though this statement is true for me.


My mother is the most awesome person in the universe. She's my best friend , the one person i depend on when others forsake me.


But that doesn't mean I don't hate her sometimes.


We hate our mothers when they try to guide us on the right path. We hate it because somewhere we know she's right.


" You don't know anything !" Is a statement many have made in anger. We say it because we don't want to accept that ,yes ,she knows the world better than us.


 According to us,our mothers have real Old World ideals. We call them 19th Century ladies. We say that today's world is different. Their lessons are n/a.


There is a saying in Greek. Chronia apostraph, anthrice mi achi. Time moves on, people do not.



When we rail at them , curse them, they take it silently. Much like God. Coz they know at the end of the day that we cannot live without them and we won't be able to tell them that.



So we take out this one day. One day , where we tell them things in the form of gestures how much we care for them. How much we depend on them. . How much we love them. 



Mother's Day is where we honor the greatest creations of God  after Earth. But like her we don't always realise their true value and their true love for us. Even when we don't act exactly lovable and dependable.