A Strange(R) Love

                                                With rain splashing the cross sections of the city, sun reluctantly woke from slumber up spreading across the intense beam of light rays to reach out to the varied latitudes all across the city. The rays penetrated the thing strip of smog to brighten the city up with all its energy and luminance succeeding flawlessly in its routine. The roads of the city looked ridiculously clean with rain water splashing the roads and guiding the water along the gutters, halting almost the normal lives of the people in the city. The tallest apartment in one such locality experienced mild, breezy and pleasant strip of air kissing the houses with the altitude kept increasing gradually. Wanting to experience whole of this sight, Catherine relentlessly put her body out of the bed to reach out to the balcony which was filled with creepers and boutiques. She took a look at the breath taking view of the city from her balcony which gave her a relaxed piece of mind and an undivided journey on to her past.

                                                Having dressed herself in a long white night pant and a girly pink coloured top she put her speck of hair back to its original position that fell on her lips every time the breeze kissed her from the back. She clamped it behind her ears so that it would not be of a constant disturbance anymore and started playing with the rain drops that approached her balcony. She splashed a couple of them with her hand; allowing them to touch her face which gave her a reverberant refreshment and joy. Climatic changes brought in a sudden flock of mild air that kissed her face all over with at most sensuality. Closing her eyes, she travelled five years backward with a voice “Bidding Adieu Catherine, It was nice being with you” resonating all along her heart/mind. 

                                                Curtains flocked in air, glasses went moist and the world stood still for she travelled down her memory lane to experience eternal joy and happiness. With her swaying curtains making the smallest of noises, there she goes to re-live her past, much happily and involving.

                        5 Years Ago……

                                                Catherine reached the airport after dumping all of her clothes in a mega sized trolley trying to accommodate as much she could and as much as it could hold. She had saved all of her best clothes for this trip and she was so keen in getting them aboard that she looks exquisitely beautiful on this trip. Catherine was dressed in a curvy jean that enabled everybody admire her for her curves, a white pull over that over fashioned her yet subtle and a loafer that portrayed her as a trend setter amongst many other girls out there. People in the airport did not miss to take a sneak peek at her for her beauty and the way she carried herself away with people. Almost everybody in the airport noticed her and admired the way she looked and behaved. 

                                                Catherine managed to board her flight that headed for Singapore after a couple of hours of tiresome wait. She took a quick look at the ticket and learnt that her seat number was “A8”.

                                                She saw a young man of her age who was professionally well dressed, well-built and handsome looking already occupied her seat for no reasons.

                                                She approached him, pointing at the seat uttered, “A8 is mine and I probably think you are trans-positioned”

                                                The young man replied, “Oh my bad, mine is A9, sorry for the confusion, here you go madam” he guided her to the seat leaving her some way to pass him beyond.

                                                They were sitting beside each other and got acquainted of their names. She was carried away by his handsomeness and was so evident that she seriously liked him. They hardly spoke during the entire due course of their flight and silence played its part the rest of the time. They turned towards each other only to see each other and smile but not to talk to each other. Their flight journey came to an end only with silence doing all the talking. She bid him adieu to each other reluctantly with their eyes asking for more time to be spent together.

                                                A couple of days later, Catherine had been to one of the most famous beaches in the country. Watching the beach waters, waves and breezy evening along the shore, Catherine felt rejuvenated. She praised the lord for creating nature as beautiful as it was. The crystal clear water washed her off all the pain, worries and sorrows that she had been going through for days together. It was during one such evening she met Aryan again. He was found dressed in a transparent white shirt and a three-fourth walking along the shore talking to somebody over the phone. Seeing him, she could not hide her happiness for him, running to him she uttered, “Heyy, remember me? We met in the flight”, extending her hands covered with amorphous sand.            

                                                “Of course yeah Catherine, can I join you for a walk along the shore?”, replied Aryan in an aim to strike friendship with her. She could not just refuse the offer and in a jiffy she nodded the head in joy and ecstasy for such an offer of her lifetime. It looked as though God sent Aryan that moment for Catherine to fall in love with him yet again. It looked as though they were destined to meet one more time to be together in life under the vast blue cloud. 

                                                They spoke the entire evening till they ran short of words to take it forward then. They laughed, patted, smiled, giggled, made fun of each other and cared for each other the entire conversation and looked not to end the whole of the talking they did. They learnt that they had been to Singapore for a week’s time away from family and friends to enjoy loneliness and re-discover themselves.  

                                                Aryan and Catherine decided to spend rest of the days together to the places they visited. They visited amusement parks, zoos, water parks, temples and movies together like they are destined to be made for each other. They held their hands tight wherever they went and she meant love; where he meant friendship. Aryan was looking astonishing and Catherine looked fabulous and anybody would accept them falling in love with each other. They were nearly inseparable throughout the trip and they clinged on to each other for anything, anytime. She was completely soaked in his beauty in the sights and sounds of Singapore.

                                                It was the last day of the trip and soon had come for both to depart. 

“Bidding Adieu Catherine, It was nice being with you, please stay in touch” uttered Aryan and started walking towards the cab grabbing his baggage from the room.

“Nice being with you too, I completely enjoyed your company, Aryan”, uttered Catherine in a melancholic voice. Saying so, she started feeling numb and void as if the whole life has come to a halt. She was gasping for breath and tears started rolling down her eyes. 

                                                Aryan started walking inches away towards the cab. She called him in a louder voice and started running towards him to hug him. She hugged him so tight that even air could not pass by and looked into his eyes deep to find Aryan puzzled and indifferent. 

                                                “Aryan, I don’t know what I never feel like leaving you and I don’t want to go away from you. I just want to hold you and face the whole world standing beside you. I want to spend every moment of my life with you and only with you” echoed Catherine’s inner voice. She wanted to tell him all this the very moment, but her heart always stopped every time she wanted to tell him all this. 

                                                She was reluctantly unhappy that she did not get a chance to express her love for Aryan and leaned towards him to kiss him on his lips. She helped Aryan’s lip meet hers’ and when she kissed him love, a tear drop rolled from her eyes to reach their lips. She suddenly realized the fact that he was not even holding her; he was not reciprocating the same love that she had on him. In fact, she realized the fact that he didn’t even love her. She suddenly took her lips away not to make him uncomfortable and disgusting. Her love was after all one-sided. 

                                                With tear drops flooding out at a constant egress, she tried to hide them from Aryan and started running away from him bidding him adieu. She ran into the room and exploded with tears. She filled the open space on the ground with her tear drops and was left with nothing in her eyes to let them go off. She cried so hard that the whole world to her meant nothing but crying. 

                                                Now…..

                                                A rain drop suddenly fell on her cheeks to make her realize that the journey to her past came to an end and it is time for her to live the present. She just opened her eyes to realize her husband sleeping next to her and he loved her like anything more than the world. He looked after her like his queen, wife, baby and more a friend. She somehow tried to love him the way she loved Aryan, but failed eventually as it was something incomparable. 

                                                Whatsoever she tried to do, her life failed to compensate for the void that Aryan created in her life. How much ever she tried, she was not able to love her husband the way she loved Aryan. 

                                                She always keeps telling the fact that, “Aryan was the best thing happened to her ever, no matter what!!”

                                                She keeps telling Aryan in air, “If I could choose between loving you and breathing I would use my last breathe to say I love you”

“Under the wide spread could, runs a million emotions across human and one such eternal feel is love. When two people are meant for each other, no time is too long, no distance is too far, no one can ever tear them apart. It is not hard to find someone who tells you they love you, it is hard to find someone who actually means it”

Life Of a Software EngineeR (L.O.S.E.R)

If somebody is born a human on earth, they are entitled to accomplish the so called “Basic pre-requisite of mankind”: the food, clothing, shelter and also the much embellished part of life, “Money”. The times have come more to a scenario where money rules life and without money it is nearly impossible living on this planet earth for which we spend nearly three-fourth of our life running behind money which eventually is not the ultimate companion at death. We run like dogs, work like donkeys and eat like goats to make the most of the currency notes flowing across the country ours, choosing very many professions spread across and one such flamboyant and posh industry is the Information Technology Industry where millions fall into.

Like the saying goes, “other bank of the river looks greener”, for anybody and everybody who is out of this altar, the grass is still greener even on the septic tanks and so have decided to take everybody through the cross-sections of this industry.

1)    IF YOU HAVE GOT SELECTED IN A CAMPUS DRIVE, PLEASE MIND THAT YOU HAVE GOT SELECTED FOR WHO YOU ARE NOT: This is the primary and proportionate point in the history of this industry. A lot of people in the industry would have pretended to be somebody else who he/she is not to get this job occupied. It’s quite a trend that people have multiple offers in hand and is always in look out for the best in terms of the monetary capacities and if you are a fresher it’s quite obvious that you are always in look out for a job in the government sector. Having spoken enough about all this I would want to put forth a classic incident to illustrate this piece of notion. “There was this girl who got placed alongside me accepting for a re-location to any part of the country for her job and when she was posted to a far-off location she wanted to talk to the HR asking them to re-visit on her slot on a nearby location”. So by having acted assertive in the interview she tried to be somebody else who she is not and so kindly do not jump into thinking only sheer talent has fetched somebody a job. That’s crap!

2)    BEING PROFESSIONAL ONLY REFERS TO THE WAY ONE GETS DRESSED UP: As soon as the word “Software Engineer” strikes the cross sections of anybody’s hemispheres, the first thing that anybody get reminded of is the formal attire which he/she dons however bad/worst they are from the inside. People in the industry are greatly of the thought that the dressing as a whole will bring in some tremendous discipline and harmony at work while it’s just degrading far off now. Times have come to a scenario where it is acceptable to write an email stating “I carefull next time, I won’t repeat” being dressed up professionally formal and it is not acceptable when you write a sleek, crispy English if you are not dressed formally. One substantial point to prove this is half the population in IT still believes that suites were brought into picture only for the purpose of client visits.

3)    AS A FRESHER YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WORKING ON ADVANCED TECHNOLOGIES LIKE THE MS WORD, MS EXCEL and POWERPOINT: In IT the term “fresher” are synonymous to “scape goat”. As a fresher you always have to do more than just what is being defined for you to. Very many managers say a “yes” to any kind of presentations, report generations to clients knowing the fact that there are always freshers behind them to do anything and everything that they want them to. Be it any presentations of any topic irrespective of their knowledge levels they still will be made to work on them. So being a fresher teaches you not just the technical stuff but also the much needed diplomacy which on a longer run will be of greater help.

4)    THERE WILL BE AN ABNORMAL CHANGE IN THE METABOLISM AND EATING HABITS: “Eat to live” times have changed and it has come to “eat to show-off”. It is considered highly outdated to bring to offices your own food and is totally cool eating out and new every other day. Friday is meant to be the “junk munching day” for many of the employees out there and there used to be humungous crowd at every other reputed food joints especially on this day. In very man projects/teams it’s the contrast, where in people hardly get to eat anything at all. They still stick to the lunch breaks like those of the conventional schooling confined to specific timings and employees will be called back to their seats if they exceed this time frame. On top of all these if you are into support projects people are not even bothered of the fact that you are starving and they won’t let you go out of that seat unless and until the job is done while the clients give so much importance on the food and the quality time spent with peers over the lunch breaks.

5)    THAT AWKWARD MOMENT WHEN YOU REALIZE YOUR MANAGER/TECH LEAD KNOWS SHIT ABOUT WHATS HAPPENING AROUND: This is a very common sight in very many organizations and it has almost become a thumb rule according to which the intellectual and technical skills are always inversely proportional to the hierarchy with which a person grows. Behind every successful manager/team leads there is always one ardently hard working employees who is always considered the pulse of the project and when this person is not around the designations mentioned remains just names with no power. Very common sight in any organization is a manager talking to the team members for hours together and still making no sense at all even after that lengthy discussion or lecture and trust me  when I say this not even a word would have had actually been thought-provoking.

6)    THE APPRAISAL/RECOGNITION AT ANY POINT IN TIME IS ALWAYS FOR WHAT YOU HAVEN'T DONE YET AND NEVER FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE: By the term rewards/appraisal, I don’t mean the literal meaning that the term tries to convey but it’s just quite the opposite of whatever it means.  Quarterly/Half-yearly and annually companies rate its employees based on their performances so as to segregate them in groups for the hikes that company is going to give them and I tell you 98% of people get a number which they do not deserve at all. Somebody who has done extremely well would have got very poor rating and somebody who has not done anything at all would have got an excellent rating which is absolutely out of anybody’s hands. I suggest that the mangers keep this process transparent for most of the employees that they actually understand what is being played with numbers across. If you have got a good/bad rating it is not always for what you have done and its always for what you haven’t. Appraisals haven’t have had motivated the majority of the population but it has just De-motivated.

7)    ONSITE OPPORTUNITY IS LIKE A BONE THROWN AT AN HUNGRY DOG: Yet another stupendous attraction that this IT industry carries is the process of sending people for free to other countries that they save some money, bring them back home, get as big as a three bed room apartments and get settled down. There used to be a super-natural guy/girl in the team who has lot of talent under his/her belt (kind of over-qualified for the job) and is always looking out for the best job in town. So as to retain this minor population companies arrange for them a free visit to countries across for a month’s/years’ time depending on the diplomacy drawn that he/she will be convinced of this offer and would stay back. So this is as simple as throwing a nice shiny bone at a dog which is hungry that it stops barking for a while.

8)    WHILE TERMS LIKE “FUN AT WORK”/”PEACE AT WORK” REMAINS MERE A TERM YET: When it comes to IT industry, to work is to die, and when I say “die” I literally mean it. Would you think it is possible to have fun at death or peace at death? It is just close to impossible and so does these terms. These terms have almost no connection with the industry and when somebody says they are having fun at work you can jump into a conclusion that they refer to any other work but their professional work. On top of everything your own manager or team lead would try stacking you for work forgetting the fact that both are just slaves but just the degree of slavery varies.

Okay now that the post is done, at least few of the readers would come up with the question stating “WAS NEVER BEEN IT KIND ENOUGH TO YOU THE WAY IT HAD TO ME? WHY DO YOU EVEN WRITE WITH SUCH ANGUISH THIS LOT OF STUFF?” and for such people am I so happy that IT is/was once a life-saver and would also tell you that this is never a place to be within (close this post ASAP).

And for those who can only crib about how things are in the industry, this goes out to you fellas, Love you!!

TRY FOR A CHANGE AND IF THINGS DON’T WORK, BE THE CHANGE!!

This is not the end and this is not the true reflection of IT firms yet. Much more to come and the primary reason I am keeping the post short is not to lose a number of readers who have no affinity reading lengthy posts.

SACHINCREDIBLE - You Get him out and half the Battle is Over !!!

                                                               Hi Folks, happy and sad that I have had taken this lot of time to fill this empty space in my blog with some shit that kept us engaged all along these days. For me, life took many a turn leaving me blind folded as to what and where next in life is future waiting to award me with. Giving a damn at all that and learning from quick mistakes, I am all set to start this life the way it comes irrespective of the directions it takes me. The reason why I tell you all this here is that, you need not have to waste time committing the same mistakes as that of mine and that you can commit whole lot of other very many mistakes. Take away: 1) Haste Makes Waste; 2) No planning and improper execution is a big failure, 3) Start thinking in very many angles and dimensions.

                                                India today repents for only two kinds of problems: 1) Indian Cricket team losing a cricket match and 2) Bollywood celebrities breaking up, not well-versed at the latter part of the previous statement, I chose to write something about the former. Yes, this post is going to talk about somebody who breathes, eats, drinks and lives cricket. I have grown up seeing this guy from the age I started walking and I always get amused each and every time he comes out to bat. He is one instrumental reason for which I chose to watch cricket. Looking back all those cherish able memories/moments the master has given us, I always think what could I do for him in return for all that he gave/giving me. The result of which is this post, despite me not even having any chance of getting closer to all those joyous moments he had given me. 

                                                I highly suspect that it should have been Indians who would have come up with the concept of cricket long back even before the British did. We would have initially started playing and somebody would have hit it so hard miles apart, becoming lazy to get ball back from there, we would have  settled down for playing something at ground level and thus Hockey would have got originated. Without inventing or habituating to a game it is impossible for any country to go crazy for a game and India made it possible. India is Cricket and Cricket is India. If Cricket is considered something of this kind of an alarming importance, imagine how important will the Man who taught us what cricket is be. Time to put this man on the spot light and I safely bet you he is one of inevitable humans in the country widely appreciated and apprehended for what he has done to the billion hearts across the world.

ONE MAN – MANY PERSPECTIVES:

BBC: "Beneath the helmet, under that unruly curly hair, inside the cranium, there is something we don't know, something beyond scientific measure. Something that allows him to soar, to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even fathom. When he goes out to bat, people switch on their television sets and switch off their lives- BBC Sports, on Sachin Tendulkar."

Peter Roebuck: "On a train from Shimla to Delhi, there was a halt at one of the stations. The train stopped by for few minutes as usual. Sachin was nearing a century, batting on 98. The passengers, railway officials, everyone on the train waited for Sachin to complete the century. This genius can stop time in India!"

Sir Donald Bradman: "I saw him (Sachin) playing on television and was struck by his technique, so I asked my wife to come look at him. Now I never saw myself play, but I feel that this player is playing much the same as I used to play, and she looked at him on television and said yes, there is a similarity between the two...his compactness, technique, stroke production... it all seemed to gel"

Matthew Hayden: "I have seen God, he bats at no. 4 for India" 

Hashim Amla: "Nothing bad can happen to us if we're on a plane in India with Sachin Tendulkar on it" 

Andy Flower: "There are two kinds of batsmen in the world. One, Sachin Tendulkar. Two, all the others" 

Brian Lara: "The only batsman I would love to see by paying for the tickets and sitting in the stand just to watch him is none other than Sachin Tendulkar" and "Sachin is a genius. I'm a mere mortal" 

Mark Taylor: "We did not lose to a team called India, we lost to a man called Sachin (after the two famous innings in Sharjah in 1998)" 

A placard at the Sydney Cricket Ground: "Commit all your crimes when Sachin is batting. They will go unnoticed because even the Lord is watching" 

Dennis Lillee: "If I've to bowl to Sachin, I'll bowl with my helmet on. He hits the ball so hard" 

Andrew Flintoff: "When you bowl at him you are not just trying to get him out, you are trying to impress him. 'I want him to walk off thinking 'that Flintoff, he's all right isn't he? I feel privileged to have played against him" 

Abdul Qadir: "I was fielding in the covers when Tendulkar came out to bat in his debut Test at Karachi. I still remember Waqar Younis was in peak form at that time. Tendulkar tried to drive Waqar through the covers off his very first ball in Test cricket but was beaten all ends up. But I walked to captain Imran Khan and told him 'this kid looks very good' and Imran agreed with me." 

FROM WHERE HAS IT ALL COME?

                                                Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar born in Mumbai took up cricket at the age of eleven and made his test debut against Pakistan while he was just sixteen years old. Initially, Sachin wanted to become a pace bowler and he joined the MRF pace foundation and later got rejected by Dennis Lille for various other reasons. He then took up batting so serious under the able guidance of Ramakant Achrekar and emerged affluently famous with the kind of skill and talent he portrayed. Having got named by Ramesh after his famous music director Sachin Dev Burman, he was considered a bully and used to pick fights up with new kids in the school. Shifting his school, Sachin picked up the nuances of the game from his coach who later went on to be called a “Child Prodigy”. 

                                                Tendulkar would practice for hours together in the nets. If he became exhausted, Achrekar would put a one-rupee coin on the top of the stumps, and the bowler who dismissed Tendulkar would get the coin. If Tendulkar passed the whole session without getting dismissed, the coach would give him the coin. Tendulkar now considers the 13 coins he won then as some of his most prized possessions. 

                                                On 14 November 1987, Tendulkar was selected to represent Mumbai in the Ranji Trophy, India's premier domestic first-class cricket tournament, for the 1987–88 season. However, he was not selected for the final eleven in any of the matches, though he was often used as a substitute fielder. Tendulkar made his Test debut against Pakistan in Karachi in November 1989 aged just 16 years and 223 days. He made just 15 runs, being bowled by Waqar Younis, who also made his debut in that match, but was noted for how he handled numerous blows to his body at the hands of the Pakistani pace attack. In the fourth and final Test in Sialkot, he was hit on the nose by a bouncer bowled by Younis, but he declined medical assistance and continued to bat even as he rushed blood from it. 

                                                           Tendulkar's performance through the years 1994–1999 coincided with his physical peak, in his early twenties. Tendulkar was told to open the batting at Auckland against New Zealand in 1994. He went on to make 82 runs off 49 balls. He scored his first ODI century on 9 September 1994 against Australia in Sri Lanka at Colombo. It had taken him 79 ODIs to score a century. Tendulkar's two tenures as captain of the Indian cricket team were not very successful. When Tendulkar took over as captain in 1996, it was with huge hopes and expectations. However, by 1997 the team was performing poorly. 

2011 World Cup:

                                                Tendulkar was India's lead run-scorer for the tournament; only Tillakaratne Dilshan of Sri Lanka scored more runs in the 2011 tournament.  India defeated Sri Lanka in the final. Shortly after the victory, Tendulkar commented that "Winning the World Cup is the proudest moment of my life.., I couldn't control my tears of joy."

100^th International Century:

                                                He became the first person in history to achieve this feat. Incidentally, it was Tendulkar's first ODI hundred against Bangladesh. He said "It's been a tough phase for me ... I was not thinking about the milestone, the media started all this, wherever I went, the restaurant, room service, and everyone was talking about the 100th hundred. Nobody talked about my 99 hundreds. It became mentally tough for me because nobody talked about my 99 hundreds."

                                         In nut-shell, he has not left any stone un-turned.

LET’S DIVIDE GOD INTO PARTICLES AND SEE WHATS IN FOR US:

                                                                   When you say somebody a “God”, we should know who God is and what exactly makes somebody godly. According to very many monotheistic religions, “God is a super human being or spirit worshipped as having power over the nature or human fortunes”. Now that Sachin is considered a super human being on earth and since because he has control on human natures and emotions, he is thoroughly deserved to be called the “GOD”. He had given us numerous memories to cherish, react and go back to do a reality check as to determine how well have we lived those moments. He made us happy, ecstatic, sad, jealous, proud and confident that is a rare piece of asset that anybody could afford to give us. 

                                                In a country like India where Cricket beats even the national game at a bigger margin ever, cricketing stars are undoubtedly the “Heroes of the nation”. Re-considering this very fact, by this time now there should at least be hundred cricketers easily whom the nation should celebrate, but that’s not the plight in here. So there is something more than just cricket that makes the mark as thee hero.

SUPERHERO MADE – WHY & HOW: 

TALENT & SKILL SET:

                                                                  If Sachin is the word that comes to your mind first, Talent could be word following it. Sachin and Talent are inseparable as one cannot play those straight drives, cover drives, pull, hook shots, square drives, paddle sweep and late cuts with so much ease and elegance. Sachin could be one man who makes us look those shots so easy which actually involves greater technical difficulties. He is undoubtedly loaded with enormous talent for he is god’s own child. Those front foot punches, those hooks, those pull shots, those chips above the fielders head are an absolute delight to watch. The moment Sachin enters the ground, the crowd goes frenzy and it’s because of what Sachin is and not because of whom Sachin is. Only his ardent practice and hard work has made him of what he is now. He is a warehouse of pure skill and talent. 

SHOT SELECTIONS:

                                                      If Indian cricket team bats, the first question obviously would be something relating to Sachin. If Sachin is in the crease anybody would want to watch the game irrespective of what they do/work. His shot selections and the way he executes them to perfection is a sheer delight to watch. Your mind melts for his straight drive, eyes crave for his square cuts, heart beats faster for his late cuts, body resonates for his pull and finally soul longs for his upper cut. He just blends your soul to oneness with his shots. The kind of concentration he puts forth for executing each and every kind of shot is mammoth. Anybody can choose a shot and you really need somebody like Sachin to execute it to perfection making it look sheer classy and pacey. Sachin re-defined the art of elegant and subtle batting whilst big-hitters got for themselves immense credits. Sachin made everybody believe that even ground hit shots are worth an entertaining business without choosing to go on air very often. Elegant, stylish, classy, professional and anything you call his shots they are one!

ATTITUDE:

                                                            Sachin has not given us with only the game that he carried forward for the past 24 years, but also the pride, humility, character, behaviour, professionalism and well-being as a human being. Sachin was not just known for his game and skill but also for his humility. If it could be one word that takes for somebody to become a Sachin, it is “HUMILITY”. The kind of humility her has put forth and the dignity he bears along-side is incomparable. We have not seen Sachin so frustrated or losing his temper in spite of very many poor judgements from umpire’s end. He always had kept his cool and have had shown his aggression in the game and not on people. He is one major factor which unites the team, talking and discussing with the team as to what needs to be and need not have to be done. His enormous experience is a sheer learning for all upcoming youngsters who are and are not a part of the team. In nutshell, all that you could learn from Sachin is, “Have an Attitude and know how to Use it”. The last few days has taught us so much! Patience, Respect, Perseverance, Grounded and Focus

THE SACHIN FACTOR:

                                                            Apart from all these, he possesses some magical element in his genes that builds in us a strong sense of affinity for him. The cute smile that bridges mile gap apart, that magical bent cap, those thick leg pads and finally the way he adjusts his abdomen guard are delightful sight to watch. One special thing about Sachin is that he deals anything with ease and cool. We have never had seen him shout on anybody even if the mistake were theirs and he always had given enough space in the team to play their natural game. He is such a big inspiration to all youngsters and he doesn’t just teach you only the game but a way of living. Technically he stands out as the best because of his ability to increase the pace at will. In terms of technique and compactness, Tendulkar is the best. And finally, “If Sachin plays well.. India sleeps well”

TO SACHIN, FOR SACHIN:

                                                            Here below are some slogans that explicitly tell everybody how much this gentleman means to a majority of the population.

“Sachin is the Sun and Cricket revolves around him”

“Cricket is our Religion and Sachin is our God”

“Divided by Religions, United by Sachin”

“15/11/89 where it had begun 18/11/13 where it had ended. Thank you Sachin for all those wonderful memories” 

“Sachin Tendulkar - The man who made us all believe MRF was a bat company for many years”

“Paaji u r my hero..My rode model...Inspired me in many ways...Thanks a lot for everything...BILLION memories..”

“And when sachin came back to kiss the pitch. I cried, He cried, India cried”

“Secret of Sachin Tendulkar's Success: Sachin's mother name is RAJNI. N his coach's name is ramaKANT. Do I need to say more.”

“A guy should be a proud son of his parents and a proud husband of his wife. Sachin sets an example.!”

BIDDING ADIEU – WHAT DOES IT TAKE?

·         Thank You Sachin for all that you have given me. You made me happy, sad, cry and long for your ever longing sweet timings of the ball. When you get out, I cry to my parents asking them to get back your wicket like a brainless kid. I tried perfecting your shots which was not even close to 0.00001% of what you play, but I still believe I would get close. 

·         Thank You Sachin for all those cherish able moments you have given us.

·         With Your retirement, Our Childhood comes to an end officially.

·         Those days while Sachin bats, India Halts and now seems like we will have to get back to work permanently

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·         Thank you master, You are always our Cricketing GOD.