Beeyoootiful Weather ! We Have ??

Some more Haikus ...

Have you shrunk your car ??

What to do ?  A4  to Polo …

Really low on Vitamin-M !!

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Beeyoootiful Weather ! We Have ??

In Bangalore, as I step out for a  chilly refrigerated May morning walk ..

No Way !!  Dilli San !!!

 

Krish..

Whites to War-Paints !!

Indian cricket has come a long way …

From Oval to IPL.

It has changed, transformed, morphed, mutated and trans-mutated !

And Indians have been the key driver for this change.

The CPU :  The leisurely 5-day unlimited over cricket engine has been upgraded to a Multicore. Multi Teraflops, super clocked CPU creating a hi-perfomance real mean machine !!

The Program :  A five day indecisive ordeal has been transformed to a 4 hour Jamboree which guarantees a definite winner, each time  every time  !!

The Display :  Monochrome dull whites to a dazzling riot of hi intensity splash of colors  from a 256 bit palette !!  Check out the wigs and the warpaints ??

The Diversity : Male dominated stern faces audience to exciting ( and excited ) fairer sex…

Co-eds in hot pants and cool shades…

Enthusiastic home makers hosting IPL home parties…

Aunties & Grandmoms fighting for the prime sofa seat in front of the living room TVs…

And of course,  adding color & spice are the specially imported cheer leaders from far away countries !!!

The Optics :  From just two pairs of tired squinting eyes ( of the wicket umpire & the leg umpire )  to a battery of hi-res cameras capturing every movement in the field in real time 3-D !!

The Verdict :  An unimpressive raised single forefinger to multi dimensional  action replays on giant screens building up the anxiety & heartbeats of the 50,000 odd spectators and the billion TV enthusiasts all across the world with  a dramatic announcement of the verdict !! – and sometimes followed by  a hi-intensity Bhangra dance or a sad faced duck waddling across the screen !!

And that’s Indian Cricket in suuumary !!

And I wonder..

If a small bunch of Indian cricket enthusiasts can create such a massive revolution in this game ...

All of us (  the  1 Billion plus youngsters and adults )  have the potential to change the world ??

So here is my call to all you folks ..

Go !  Find the Source Code !!

And we will change this World !!!

Krish..

Who is afraid of Sharon Paul ??

A little nonsense, now & then,

Is relished by the best of men ( & women ) !!

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So here we go …..

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Joining us for lunch ??

No Sir, I will take later…

Each time ! Every time !!

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So, how is the Car ??

Oh Pleeease …

Not Again !!

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Who is afraid of Sharon Paul ?

Including me …

Everybody !!

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Can you spot him ??

After a distinct off-beat bass..

Yes !  Top row,  5^th from right !!

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Krish..

Sir, It was an accident ! I fell off my Scooty !!

What happened ? How did that happen ?

I asked nodding at the crepe-bandaged right hand and wrist .

I was at the pre-boarding counter today for my flight to Delhi.

And the smart bright red uniformed young girl was checking us in.- a bit clumsily as she was managing the barcode reader and the keyboard with a partially effective right hand .

She looked up;  her face lit up;  a beaming smile and white pearly teeth dazzled through her painted lips .

Sir, It was an accident !  I fell off my Scooty !!  It was an accident Sir !!

Well, Watch out & take care !!

Thank You Sir !!

And I was off through the glass door.

And as I negotiated my way to my seat I wondered – recollecting the smiling face and the excited tone in her voice - how come a nasty accident like that can become such a joyful and a proud moment ??

Krish..