*** Heights of my idiocy
0 Comments Published by Apocalyptus on Monday, October 10, 2005 at 4:44 PM.
*** Well well well....what an idiot I am....tried to change my blog's URL and ended up creating a mess losing almost everything that was in my blog......somehow I managed to retrieve some data and have been able to republish them.....gotta be more careful from now on....
Labels: Fun, Miscellaneous, serious
* * * The not-so-great comeback.....
I'm back....Thank GOD !!! Finally I have been able to make a comeback!!!!!!!!!
Well well well....it's been quite a while since I had last posted something on this blog. It was neither that I didn't have time nor that I didn't have anything to post but just that for some reason (and quite obvious ones, of course) the systems-security personnel of my company had blocked this website.Whenever I tried to get into this site I got a "YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO VIEW THIS PAGE" message. Now, again, for some reasons (and not-so-obvious ones,let me tell you) they have unblocked it and I can access it again. HURRRRRRRAAAAAHHH !!!!!
Meanwhile, there have been quite a number of happenings in my personal and professional lives......some of them are worth-cherishing, some not-so-worth-cherishing.
But life's like that only, isn't it? Nothing comes for free......Everything is a part and parcel of life.
Everything started when I couldn't decide on what my next target should be in life and realized it was high time I got married. And since I hate procrastination I called up my parents and told them what was in my mind rightaway.....and trust me, I repented doing that within 24 hours as they took my words far too seriously.
Gosh !!! I keep getting at least 5 calls from wannabe in-laws everyday. I wonder if really that many girls are single why on earth we don't get to see a single single girl( read: good-looking girl) anywhere? No offence meant.
As far as handling calls from these people is concerned I had been asked by my parents to do the initial talking myself and then hand over the issue to them if I'm impressed. I've been doing exactly that for the past one month or so and no wonder so far they've rejected every girl I was impressed with.
Now, in the process, I suddenly discovered something very interesting.......... I didn't have a recent and decent single photograph of mine....and that's something those aspiring in-laws keep pestering me for. So, my next job was to get into a studio and to get myself shot. I did that,too. And,guess what ....... the expression of the photographer himself was
worth-taking-a-snap-of after seeing the outcome of the first close-up shot he took of me. Then,possibly visualizing what detrimental effect such a horrendous piece of photography can have on the reputaion of himself and his studio he kind of forced me into the make-up room to get my hair done and to apply something (I have no idea what it was) on my forehead in spite of my strong resistance .
Then a few more snaps were taken and it was my turn to give him a complimentary
worth-taking-a-snap-of kind of expression after I saw these pictures.
My GOD !!! Who the hell is that guy? Is that me? Can I look so good as well? Oh.....this photographer guy is a real magician. He has made really something out of some absolutely nothing stuff. I left the studio with a 32-all-out expression.
Suddenly I realized there was a problem.....a Problem with a capital "P".
Suppose.....just suppose if I send one of these photographs to the family of any of those girls and they like it, what would their reaction be when they see me in person? And, on top of that, what would my reaction be after seeing their reaction? My palms start sweating if I even imagine such a situation.
So far it was all about my side of the story.....there are a few interesting things on the other side also.
The father of a girl called me up from Orissa and asked if I was interested in meeting up with his daughter as she was also in Bangalore.
I said I had no problems if his daughter was interested.
He asked me to check out the girl's profile on a matrimonial portal. I did so.
And it said she was Fair, 5'4'', hazel-eyed, slim and round-faced.
On the very next day I got an sms from his daughter.I called her up from my office phone (no issues as long as local calls made from office are free-of-cost) and found her impressive, at least over the phone.
She said she was free on the coming sunday and we decided to meet up on Brigade Road at 12:00 o'clock for lunch. I asked her to come in front of BARISTA where I would be waiting wearing a grey T-shirt and faded jeans. Then I crossed the road and stood right opposite to the place I was supposed to be standing at. I called her again and she said she was on the way to BARISTA along the same pavement and wearing a red top and light blue jeans. And upon scanning the opposite pavement with my seasoned eyes the only woman I saw in a red top and a light blue jeans was
darker than me, not taller than 4'11'',wearing thick granny-like glasses, fatter than me and with an incredibly small but longish kind of face.
I didn't dare to cross the road.....got hold of the first auto-rickshaw I saw and got into it. I saw her holding the cell phone against her ear and trying to call somebody....and I could feel my cell phone vibrating inside my jeans' pocket.....WOOOOOOOHHHH !!!! What a close shave it was !!!!!
Now, why did I run away? Is being good-looking everything? Do I look for only outer beauty? These are the possible questions I'm going to get shot at me I know.
But the truth is I didn't run away because the girl wasn't good-looking.
What she and/or her parents did was they lied.
They gave me an absolutely wrong impression about how their daughter looked.
Okay, alright....I can understand that no parent can say things like "My daughter is ugly"....but then they shouldn't have lied also.....
Why did they have to put such misleading information on the matrimonial website? It's understandable if you can't face the bitter truth, the harsh reality but why do you have to lie for that? I hate lies. I hate liars.
There was one more incident, a bit funnier than the last one. A father called me up and gave me her daughter's number and asked for my parents' numbers. I took the number and gave him my parents' numbers because I liked talking to that gentleman. Later that evening he had called my parents and talked for a long time.
It was when I was just contemplating on whether I should call the girl or not that my roommate got a call from the same gentleman regarding the same issue. The aspiring father-in-law didn't know that we two were roommates and friends for the past 6 years and my roommate till date doesn't know that I got a call from that gentleman as well. He seems pretty much interested in this girl. And, for the time being, I've decided to remain silent and watch what happens......seems it would turn out to be really interesting....and hopefully funny as well.....
I'm back....Thank GOD !!! Finally I have been able to make a comeback!!!!!!!!!
Well well well....it's been quite a while since I had last posted something on this blog. It was neither that I didn't have time nor that I didn't have anything to post but just that for some reason (and quite obvious ones, of course) the systems-security personnel of my company had blocked this website.Whenever I tried to get into this site I got a "YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO VIEW THIS PAGE" message. Now, again, for some reasons (and not-so-obvious ones,let me tell you) they have unblocked it and I can access it again. HURRRRRRRAAAAAHHH !!!!!
Meanwhile, there have been quite a number of happenings in my personal and professional lives......some of them are worth-cherishing, some not-so-worth-cherishing.
But life's like that only, isn't it? Nothing comes for free......Everything is a part and parcel of life.
Everything started when I couldn't decide on what my next target should be in life and realized it was high time I got married. And since I hate procrastination I called up my parents and told them what was in my mind rightaway.....and trust me, I repented doing that within 24 hours as they took my words far too seriously.
Gosh !!! I keep getting at least 5 calls from wannabe in-laws everyday. I wonder if really that many girls are single why on earth we don't get to see a single single girl( read: good-looking girl) anywhere? No offence meant.
As far as handling calls from these people is concerned I had been asked by my parents to do the initial talking myself and then hand over the issue to them if I'm impressed. I've been doing exactly that for the past one month or so and no wonder so far they've rejected every girl I was impressed with.
Now, in the process, I suddenly discovered something very interesting.......... I didn't have a recent and decent single photograph of mine....and that's something those aspiring in-laws keep pestering me for. So, my next job was to get into a studio and to get myself shot. I did that,too. And,guess what ....... the expression of the photographer himself was
worth-taking-a-snap-of after seeing the outcome of the first close-up shot he took of me. Then,possibly visualizing what detrimental effect such a horrendous piece of photography can have on the reputaion of himself and his studio he kind of forced me into the make-up room to get my hair done and to apply something (I have no idea what it was) on my forehead in spite of my strong resistance .
Then a few more snaps were taken and it was my turn to give him a complimentary
worth-taking-a-snap-of kind of expression after I saw these pictures.
My GOD !!! Who the hell is that guy? Is that me? Can I look so good as well? Oh.....this photographer guy is a real magician. He has made really something out of some absolutely nothing stuff. I left the studio with a 32-all-out expression.
Suddenly I realized there was a problem.....a Problem with a capital "P".
Suppose.....just suppose if I send one of these photographs to the family of any of those girls and they like it, what would their reaction be when they see me in person? And, on top of that, what would my reaction be after seeing their reaction? My palms start sweating if I even imagine such a situation.
So far it was all about my side of the story.....there are a few interesting things on the other side also.
The father of a girl called me up from Orissa and asked if I was interested in meeting up with his daughter as she was also in Bangalore.
I said I had no problems if his daughter was interested.
He asked me to check out the girl's profile on a matrimonial portal. I did so.
And it said she was Fair, 5'4'', hazel-eyed, slim and round-faced.
On the very next day I got an sms from his daughter.I called her up from my office phone (no issues as long as local calls made from office are free-of-cost) and found her impressive, at least over the phone.
She said she was free on the coming sunday and we decided to meet up on Brigade Road at 12:00 o'clock for lunch. I asked her to come in front of BARISTA where I would be waiting wearing a grey T-shirt and faded jeans. Then I crossed the road and stood right opposite to the place I was supposed to be standing at. I called her again and she said she was on the way to BARISTA along the same pavement and wearing a red top and light blue jeans. And upon scanning the opposite pavement with my seasoned eyes the only woman I saw in a red top and a light blue jeans was
darker than me, not taller than 4'11'',wearing thick granny-like glasses, fatter than me and with an incredibly small but longish kind of face.
I didn't dare to cross the road.....got hold of the first auto-rickshaw I saw and got into it. I saw her holding the cell phone against her ear and trying to call somebody....and I could feel my cell phone vibrating inside my jeans' pocket.....WOOOOOOOHHHH !!!! What a close shave it was !!!!!
Now, why did I run away? Is being good-looking everything? Do I look for only outer beauty? These are the possible questions I'm going to get shot at me I know.
But the truth is I didn't run away because the girl wasn't good-looking.
What she and/or her parents did was they lied.
They gave me an absolutely wrong impression about how their daughter looked.
Okay, alright....I can understand that no parent can say things like "My daughter is ugly"....but then they shouldn't have lied also.....
Why did they have to put such misleading information on the matrimonial website? It's understandable if you can't face the bitter truth, the harsh reality but why do you have to lie for that? I hate lies. I hate liars.
There was one more incident, a bit funnier than the last one. A father called me up and gave me her daughter's number and asked for my parents' numbers. I took the number and gave him my parents' numbers because I liked talking to that gentleman. Later that evening he had called my parents and talked for a long time.
It was when I was just contemplating on whether I should call the girl or not that my roommate got a call from the same gentleman regarding the same issue. The aspiring father-in-law didn't know that we two were roommates and friends for the past 6 years and my roommate till date doesn't know that I got a call from that gentleman as well. He seems pretty much interested in this girl. And, for the time being, I've decided to remain silent and watch what happens......seems it would turn out to be really interesting....and hopefully funny as well.....
Labels: Fun, Miscellaneous, serious
* * * The tragedy, however, is.......
PROLOGUE:
If anybody asks me what my most favourite movie is,
(well, some may feel I should have written 'when anybody asks me...'.But unfortunately nobody does ask me such questions....come on....who on earth would want to know what my favourite movie is !!!! I'm no celebrity, no movie-star,cricketer or model.....!!!
Hence I'm just trying to make the thin line of difference between 'if' and 'when' a bit more prominent. )
......my answer would definitely be DIL CHAHTA HAI because in this movie for the first time in my life I found a character who I could identify myself with.
It's the character of Sameer, played by Saif Ali Khan.
Apparently funny and never serious Sameer falls in something which he believes is called 'love' every now and then. His friends and peers find this really amusing , especially so when more often than not Sameer's 'love-stories' come to premature ends causing a lot of pain and disappointment to him. Nobody ever takes him seriously. Nobody.
THAT, LADIES & GENTLEMEN, IS YOURS TRULY......
MONOLOGUE:
>>>>>> I still remember when I had first thought I was in love.
I was in the 9th standard of my school then. Ours was a boys' school and on my way to school there was a dentist's house. The dentists' daughter was (I believe she still is) really beautiful. I used to pass the house slowly just to get a glimpse of her as she too waited for her friends at the gate to go to her school with. This went on for four years (9th standard through 12th standard) but I could never really gather the courage to go ahead and speak to her regarding what I felt for her. We used to meet in a coaching class twice in a week but other than 'hi' and 'bye' there was neither the time nor the scope to say anything. To make the matter worse the Principal of the girls' school she used to study in happened to be, wel, er, my mother. So I couldn't even think of dropping a love-letter with a crossed heart at her school like other guys used to do for their birdies.
>>>>>> There are certain things in the world which are never scarce. You can get them whenever you need them and you will get lots more of them when you don't need them. One of such rare things is 'advice'. Be it the best of friends or worst of enemies if it comes to advising you, everybody is ready to lend you a helping hand when you need it and even more so when you don't. A few friends of mine had advised me with all the right intentions and the best of wishes to start seeing another girl to get attention from "S" (yes, this is what I'll refer to her as hereafter). I did exactly that and the result was something I never expected. "S" stopped talking to me and started dating another guy who used to be sort of a big-bro to me and whom I admired a lot as well. They got serious very soon and got engaged when "S" was in the 12th Standard and he was in the 3rd year of MBBS. And, the other girl, who I was trying to use as a ladder got serious as well......and, My GOD !!! It took me more than 5 years,2500 kilometres, hundreds of bitter truths and even more of lies to finally have got rid of her.
>>>>>>>It was all over with "S"..... by that time I had finished my schools and taken admission in an Engineering College. On the very first day of my college I sensed that I was in love again and this time with "A", the girl with the prettiest face in our whole batch.....One by One four years, eight semesters , sixteen quarters ,forty eight months and one thousand four hundred and sixty one days passed.........and after all these I discovered that I was standing right where I was on my very first day in the college.
I had befriended her, I used to speak to her sometimes, used to talk about everything under the sky but again could never say what I felt........I wonder whether or not she would have taken me seriously had I told her what was within me, considering the number of more eligible guys already queueing up behind her and simply because no one ever has taken me seriously however serious I was.....
>>>>>>>> College life ended. We all, girls inclusive, became Bachelors. Well...I know..... I know......we guys were bachelors and girls spinsters but what I wanted to say was we became BE(Bachelor of Engineering) after finishing four years of college. Like almost everyone else I too entered the professional life. And I for the first time in my life tasted what complete freedom tasted like.....especially in a place like Bangalore..... I fell in love again, not once but quite a few times; with one air-hostess, two colleagues, a few neighbours and one bar-dancer but things really never quite went my way so I had always had to give in midway.
Then on one fine day I met "R" and thought 'that's it !!! she's the love of my life.' We met , we chatted, we talked over the phone for hours. We went out together quite often. I liked her company. I loved everything about her. She, to me, was like a deity. I guess with her as a friend I was maturing as well.....it was true love......I was mad for her. Then after a few months she stopped meeting me as some older, richer,more mature and probably better-looking guy called "J" had come into her life (or, was it 'V'? .....well, sorry...I was kinda confused but later I thought it was first some "J", then some "V"). She thought I wasn't mature and practical enough to be in a relationship and these were the principal traits she wanted to see in her partner. She stopped keeping in touch with me. Changed her phone number, stopped replying to my emails. We had no means of communication left between us. It wasn't necessary for her I guess as she was no longer 'lonely' as she had told she was when we first met...........It's not that I didn't try to get in touch with her but she was adamant on not responding. After she started forwarding my mails (which I had written personally to her in the past) to her friends for God knows what reason and called me up to scold me when I reacted after seeing how she was insulting my feelings, love and sentiments. We had a heated arguement and called each other %^&**, ^&***(, %^&&**, etc etc. I thought I had had enough of humiliation and should stop now. But I'll never forgive that son-of-a-b*&^h who added fuel to the misunderstanding between us by provoking me on that particular day. Come whatever may, I'll take my revenge from that b@#$%^$.
EPILOGUE :
I, after all this, have started feeling like a veteran. No more falling in love. It just isn't my cup of tea. The only consolation can be "whatever happens happens for good''.......hello, wait !!! What's so good about it? No idea. Absolutely no idea. But no one can predict what future has in store. Life's full of surprises - pleasant and not-so-pleasant. Let's wait and watch.........For the time being I've got back my "R" and I'm feeling like I'm in love again......... :-) Oh yes !!! Love's in the air again.....I can smell it .... ;-)And it's real this time......I won't say I can die for her because I want to live with her all my life......We are deeply in love with each other, forever.
And, they (we) lived happily ever after.....
PROLOGUE:
If anybody asks me what my most favourite movie is,
(well, some may feel I should have written 'when anybody asks me...'.But unfortunately nobody does ask me such questions....come on....who on earth would want to know what my favourite movie is !!!! I'm no celebrity, no movie-star,cricketer or model.....!!!
Hence I'm just trying to make the thin line of difference between 'if' and 'when' a bit more prominent. )
......my answer would definitely be DIL CHAHTA HAI because in this movie for the first time in my life I found a character who I could identify myself with.
It's the character of Sameer, played by Saif Ali Khan.
Apparently funny and never serious Sameer falls in something which he believes is called 'love' every now and then. His friends and peers find this really amusing , especially so when more often than not Sameer's 'love-stories' come to premature ends causing a lot of pain and disappointment to him. Nobody ever takes him seriously. Nobody.
THAT, LADIES & GENTLEMEN, IS YOURS TRULY......
MONOLOGUE:
>>>>>> I still remember when I had first thought I was in love.
I was in the 9th standard of my school then. Ours was a boys' school and on my way to school there was a dentist's house. The dentists' daughter was (I believe she still is) really beautiful. I used to pass the house slowly just to get a glimpse of her as she too waited for her friends at the gate to go to her school with. This went on for four years (9th standard through 12th standard) but I could never really gather the courage to go ahead and speak to her regarding what I felt for her. We used to meet in a coaching class twice in a week but other than 'hi' and 'bye' there was neither the time nor the scope to say anything. To make the matter worse the Principal of the girls' school she used to study in happened to be, wel, er, my mother. So I couldn't even think of dropping a love-letter with a crossed heart at her school like other guys used to do for their birdies.
>>>>>> There are certain things in the world which are never scarce. You can get them whenever you need them and you will get lots more of them when you don't need them. One of such rare things is 'advice'. Be it the best of friends or worst of enemies if it comes to advising you, everybody is ready to lend you a helping hand when you need it and even more so when you don't. A few friends of mine had advised me with all the right intentions and the best of wishes to start seeing another girl to get attention from "S" (yes, this is what I'll refer to her as hereafter). I did exactly that and the result was something I never expected. "S" stopped talking to me and started dating another guy who used to be sort of a big-bro to me and whom I admired a lot as well. They got serious very soon and got engaged when "S" was in the 12th Standard and he was in the 3rd year of MBBS. And, the other girl, who I was trying to use as a ladder got serious as well......and, My GOD !!! It took me more than 5 years,2500 kilometres, hundreds of bitter truths and even more of lies to finally have got rid of her.
>>>>>>>It was all over with "S"..... by that time I had finished my schools and taken admission in an Engineering College. On the very first day of my college I sensed that I was in love again and this time with "A", the girl with the prettiest face in our whole batch.....One by One four years, eight semesters , sixteen quarters ,forty eight months and one thousand four hundred and sixty one days passed.........and after all these I discovered that I was standing right where I was on my very first day in the college.
I had befriended her, I used to speak to her sometimes, used to talk about everything under the sky but again could never say what I felt........I wonder whether or not she would have taken me seriously had I told her what was within me, considering the number of more eligible guys already queueing up behind her and simply because no one ever has taken me seriously however serious I was.....
>>>>>>>> College life ended. We all, girls inclusive, became Bachelors. Well...I know..... I know......we guys were bachelors and girls spinsters but what I wanted to say was we became BE(Bachelor of Engineering) after finishing four years of college. Like almost everyone else I too entered the professional life. And I for the first time in my life tasted what complete freedom tasted like.....especially in a place like Bangalore..... I fell in love again, not once but quite a few times; with one air-hostess, two colleagues, a few neighbours and one bar-dancer but things really never quite went my way so I had always had to give in midway.
Then on one fine day I met "R" and thought 'that's it !!! she's the love of my life.' We met , we chatted, we talked over the phone for hours. We went out together quite often. I liked her company. I loved everything about her. She, to me, was like a deity. I guess with her as a friend I was maturing as well.....it was true love......I was mad for her. Then after a few months she stopped meeting me as some older, richer,more mature and probably better-looking guy called "J" had come into her life (or, was it 'V'? .....well, sorry...I was kinda confused but later I thought it was first some "J", then some "V"). She thought I wasn't mature and practical enough to be in a relationship and these were the principal traits she wanted to see in her partner. She stopped keeping in touch with me. Changed her phone number, stopped replying to my emails. We had no means of communication left between us. It wasn't necessary for her I guess as she was no longer 'lonely' as she had told she was when we first met...........It's not that I didn't try to get in touch with her but she was adamant on not responding. After she started forwarding my mails (which I had written personally to her in the past) to her friends for God knows what reason and called me up to scold me when I reacted after seeing how she was insulting my feelings, love and sentiments. We had a heated arguement and called each other %^&**, ^&***(, %^&&**, etc etc. I thought I had had enough of humiliation and should stop now. But I'll never forgive that son-of-a-b*&^h who added fuel to the misunderstanding between us by provoking me on that particular day. Come whatever may, I'll take my revenge from that b@#$%^$.
EPILOGUE :
I, after all this, have started feeling like a veteran. No more falling in love. It just isn't my cup of tea. The only consolation can be "whatever happens happens for good''.......hello, wait !!! What's so good about it? No idea. Absolutely no idea. But no one can predict what future has in store. Life's full of surprises - pleasant and not-so-pleasant. Let's wait and watch.........For the time being I've got back my "R" and I'm feeling like I'm in love again......... :-) Oh yes !!! Love's in the air again.....I can smell it .... ;-)And it's real this time......I won't say I can die for her because I want to live with her all my life......We are deeply in love with each other, forever.
And, they (we) lived happily ever after.....
Labels: Fun, Miscellaneous, serious
* * * Some of the HEROes we have created over the years....
0 Comments Published by Apocalyptus on at 4:40 PM.
* * * Some of the HEROes we have created over the years....
India has always had the reputation for creating Heroes over the years, especially in cricket. For example, Matthew Hayden wouldn't have become what he is today had the tour of India in 2000 not happened.
At this very point of time I remember a few names who for some period times were Heroes but have somehow got themselved lost somewhere.
1. Franklyn Rose:
He became kind of a terror when India toured the West Indies in 1997.
He almost single handedly demolished the Indian batting line-up in that tour several times. Haven't heard much of him after that although he was in the team for some time.
2. Philo Wallace :
This 'explosive' opening batter scattered Indian bowlers (Srinath, Prasad, Kumble) all over the Park in the mini world cup in Dhaka in 1998.
I still remember the six he hit off Srinath off the very first ball of the match.
After that never heard of him.
3.Ricardo Powell :
As a young kid in 1999 he made it look like quite a one-v/s-eleven thing at Singapore when by beating the shit out of all Indian bowlers he single-handedly took the otherwise weaker Windies team to a series victory.
He's been in and out of the team since then but never quite display even a flash of that kind of form.
4.Paul Jarvis :
This medium-pacer came to India with the England team in 1993. Although England lost the test series 3-0 and drew the ODI series 3-3, it was him who troubled the Indian batters most.He was the highest wicket-taker in the ODI series with 15 scalps leaving behind Srinath at 13.
Never heard of him ever since.
5.Simon Doull :
Bulldozed Indians quite a few times, especially in the late 90's.
We saw the flashes of his capabilities here and there a few times but he never really could hang on for too long in the international arena.
6.Younis Khan :
The latest addition to this list.Although he has been around for quite a while now, was never quite a match-winner. In this year's (2005)tour of India he has come up with the new mainstay in the Paki batting order with phenomenal success in the test series. Let's see where he goes from here...
7.Douglas Marillier:
This middle order batter of Zimbabwe has played only one match winning innings in his life and that was against India in India when they successfully chased 280-odd runs made by India at Faridabad.
8.Henry Olonga :
This guy was in the middle of a chucking controversy in the beginning of his career in the mid 90's. After getting his action and rythm right with tips from Dennis Lillee's MRF pace foundation camp at Chennai he made a comeback into the Zimbabwean team.With Sachin Tendulkar back in India because of the sudden demise of his father, Olonga single handedly demolished India in the league match in the '99 World Cup in England by taking 3 wickets in one over including the priceless one of Robin Singh's.
Zimbabwe won by 3 runs and this loss was the main reason behind our premature exit from the World Cup.
Who knows....had Robert Mugabe not been what he is may be we could see more of Olonga's brilliance.....He had to retire from cricket at the age of 26 in 2003 due to compelling political circumstances in his country. These days he is putting up in the UK and as far as I know earning his living by singing.
There are many more of these HEROes that India has had contribution in the making of. I'll keep adding to the list whenever I get time. :-)
India has always had the reputation for creating Heroes over the years, especially in cricket. For example, Matthew Hayden wouldn't have become what he is today had the tour of India in 2000 not happened.
At this very point of time I remember a few names who for some period times were Heroes but have somehow got themselved lost somewhere.
1. Franklyn Rose:
He became kind of a terror when India toured the West Indies in 1997.
He almost single handedly demolished the Indian batting line-up in that tour several times. Haven't heard much of him after that although he was in the team for some time.
2. Philo Wallace :
This 'explosive' opening batter scattered Indian bowlers (Srinath, Prasad, Kumble) all over the Park in the mini world cup in Dhaka in 1998.
I still remember the six he hit off Srinath off the very first ball of the match.
After that never heard of him.
3.Ricardo Powell :
As a young kid in 1999 he made it look like quite a one-v/s-eleven thing at Singapore when by beating the shit out of all Indian bowlers he single-handedly took the otherwise weaker Windies team to a series victory.
He's been in and out of the team since then but never quite display even a flash of that kind of form.
4.Paul Jarvis :
This medium-pacer came to India with the England team in 1993. Although England lost the test series 3-0 and drew the ODI series 3-3, it was him who troubled the Indian batters most.He was the highest wicket-taker in the ODI series with 15 scalps leaving behind Srinath at 13.
Never heard of him ever since.
5.Simon Doull :
Bulldozed Indians quite a few times, especially in the late 90's.
We saw the flashes of his capabilities here and there a few times but he never really could hang on for too long in the international arena.
6.Younis Khan :
The latest addition to this list.Although he has been around for quite a while now, was never quite a match-winner. In this year's (2005)tour of India he has come up with the new mainstay in the Paki batting order with phenomenal success in the test series. Let's see where he goes from here...
7.Douglas Marillier:
This middle order batter of Zimbabwe has played only one match winning innings in his life and that was against India in India when they successfully chased 280-odd runs made by India at Faridabad.
8.Henry Olonga :
This guy was in the middle of a chucking controversy in the beginning of his career in the mid 90's. After getting his action and rythm right with tips from Dennis Lillee's MRF pace foundation camp at Chennai he made a comeback into the Zimbabwean team.With Sachin Tendulkar back in India because of the sudden demise of his father, Olonga single handedly demolished India in the league match in the '99 World Cup in England by taking 3 wickets in one over including the priceless one of Robin Singh's.
Zimbabwe won by 3 runs and this loss was the main reason behind our premature exit from the World Cup.
Who knows....had Robert Mugabe not been what he is may be we could see more of Olonga's brilliance.....He had to retire from cricket at the age of 26 in 2003 due to compelling political circumstances in his country. These days he is putting up in the UK and as far as I know earning his living by singing.
There are many more of these HEROes that India has had contribution in the making of. I'll keep adding to the list whenever I get time. :-)
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