Can We Just Get Over The Madness Already?

Call me a retard, but there has to be some sort of respite from the ongoing gaga over retirement of Sachin Tendulkar. I mean seriously, there has to be some sort of a limit to everything. I look at the news papers, you have 2-3 sheets which talk about him retiring, never seen before stats, never heard before quotes and not to mention the kind of farewell that is being put in place for him; I log on to my Facebook, twitter- the epidemic prevails there too.
 

So, what is the big deal about him retiring, everything ceases sooner or later, everyone has to hang his boots some or the other day, one cannot go on to enthrall people throughout his life. I have nothing against Sachin, no not a thing, in fact I believe him to be the greatest cricketer of all time who has nourished the bowlers like no other batsmen, who has played shots that would have been possible only from his bat, and needless to speak about the records that he has under his belt.

Everyone seems to be taking pleasure in discussing and betting on the no. of runs he is going to score in his farewell test, had they been so keen towards their life miracles would happen every other day.

  

I mean people have made cricket their religion ever since it has come into life and cricketers their demi-gods, and this madness has etched so deep into their brain that other sports are just passing clouds for us. We have legends and world champions in other games too, but they hardly get any attention as cricket is what everyone has on their mind.

In spite of players not scoring well, losing matches in a streak, scandals and controversies the madness still prevails as the like some kind of incurable epidemic. As harsh as it sounds if at all anyone should be looking at the stats they have to be stats from the past years Olympics and Soccer, no wonder we couldn’t host Olympics nor Soccer the two greatest spectacles on this planet. What a pity that a country with over a 100 million population couldn’t host the two most sought after spectacles in other parts of the world.

I have known people who would watch a test match day after day and ball after ball munching nachos and popcorn, now what would that fetch them apart from a couple of pounds to their belly fat? Seriously, there has to be an end to this madness. I know writing about this would only fetch brick-bats, and this write up would be touted as “we don’t care what you say” write up.

In all honesty I have nothing against cricket and not to mention Sachin. But, what I couldn’t get over is the kind of hype that has been doing rounds ever since he has decided to call it a day! 

As, I said other games have legends too, no one received this grand farewell or hype when they hung up their boots. Imagine the kind of good that the money spent on one man could do to a all those people who cannot quench at least their thirst and work day and night to make their family’s ends meet.

If anyone should be blamed I think it should be the not-so governed government, had it (government) paid a tad attention to other sports, this epidemic would have been eradicated long ago. Also, cricket in India has turned in to a religion and opium of masses if you will, and, they- cricketers are used to and enjoy the cult following!

The Free Advise Paradox!

It has been quite some time that I have written something for my always-thirsty blog, and here I am now quenching its thirst. I have been pondering on the way people advise people, and I somehow had the urge to colour my thoughts by penning them down. 

Most of us might have gone through that phase of life where we had to play the advise seeker role, regardless of the outcome the advise produced, if at all it was put in to play. But, has it ever occurred to you that most of the time you ending up on the giving end instead of the receiving end. “Glass Shatters”

Now that the glass has shattered, most of you might have realized that it is strikingly true that you have unknowingly been on the giving end. Well, let me keep the give and take thing aside and shed some more light on the way one pours his soul in giving an advise. I don’t mean to be sarcastic or rude to anyone here but then, soon, the glass will shatter.

Not all of the people come under this category, a category that I like to call “I-now-own-your-life”, that name speaks for itself, you ask the cult of this group for an advise, and you are in for a spin. Most of the advises that people of this group are based on the events of their lives, and in a way ill-logical, what are the odds that same advise will lead to ground breaking results? They give you advise and then follow up, they like to be kept posted on all the events henceforth, and they take utmost pleasure in dealing with your problems as if they are the ones going through it, and this endeavor they tend to slip away and starting digging the problems in their life and end up being on the receiving end. 

“Thank god-I am-not-going-through-this”, huh! This breed is one of my favourites. They listen to you; nod, and then, they listen more. No, they are not deaf and dumb; they are talking to themselves, elated inside with a sorry face on the outside. And, at the end of the feels trip they come up with something out of the box, that actually is shallow, and undulates your mind in a negative way for the lone fact that they have never been through it, and ergo have devised a subtle sorry line during your heart pouring session.

“Aah-could-you-keep-it-to-yourself?”, well these are the ones that play neutral, they neither give advise nor take it, they know there are slight chances of ending up on the ugly side either way- you give advise, you screw up others life- you take advise, you screw up your own. These have life of their own and are belligerent about dealing with it alone, regardless of the repercussions. 

“I-will-advise-you-anyway”, yes, these are the always blabbering ones. The ones who have seen it all, the “had been there done that” types. They have this arsenal, an arsenal full of- how do I put this delicately- CRAP. They somehow have this striking ability that makes them realize they are needed here, and they hop down to you, and well, there you are witnessing your faith in yourself and humanity plummeting as your ears are in for a feast.

Well, during the pursuit of finding the right advise, you either see the light at the end of the tunnel or you get hit by the train (read as future). Needless to say, only few of them actually work, and most of the time you just end up with nothing on your plate. You place your life in forfeit for what? Nothing

Most of you might ponder on the times that you have got the right advise and it actually changed the course of your path, but some part of you might have realized that had you not wavered during the tough times, and had been as strong as a nail, you would have actually paved a path for yourself- a better one. “Glass Shatters”

Since time immemorial, we human beings couldn’t suppress the oozing impulse to help another human being and that impulse was passionate and not to mention “gone are those times”, the clock has struck hard. Times have changed and so have homo-sapiens.

Now, bring in those advises about this write up let the glasses shatter!