Aftermath/Outcome of WC-2007

The world cup is over now. The festival of cricket has come to an end after 7 weeks of celebration. Let’s see the changes that have been brought on by the big event.

Australia:
Australia continued there winning streak successively for third time. They never had to sweat out to lift the cup. They were and are the indisputable world champions. They set themselves high standards which will take years for other teams to get accustomed to.
However, Glenn McGrath’s departure might prove dear. And the corridor at the outside off stump will always be empty without McGrath’s presence. McGrath’s long run of dominance with the ball comes to an end and the send off was a perfect one and we can say an ideal one for his efforts in bringing the cricket to high standards. He was the highest wicket taker in this world cup and in all world cups and also in any world cup. His departure would be a big respite to many world class batsmen, including Sachin Tendulkar. McGrath is undoubtedly one of the greatest bowlers in world cricket.
Another blow to Australia is the departure of the coach, John Buchanan. He took over the reigns in 1999 and since then OZs dominated the world cricket by winning three consecutive world cups. He worked hard in bringing the best out of every player. The new coach will have a huge task to maintain the same tempo among players.

Sri Lanka:
This time Sri Lanka was one of the under dogs of the tournament at the beginning. But the way they played the cricket was commendable and admirable. They bounced back whenever they were expected to, except in the final match. Jayawardhene’s captaincy was instrumental in bringing the players out of shell.
This tournament ends the long career of destructive batsman Jayasurya. Although, there has not been any official word on his retirement, I feel it is not harm in presuming his absence in the next world cup. Since 1996 world cup, he has been one of the strongest opening batsmen in the world cricket. We will definitely miss the flick on the square leg and ferocious cut on the offside. Unquestionably, Jayasurya was one of the best players who brought the revolutionary changes in SL cricket as well as world cricket. A decade of construction to destructive force comes to an end.

New Zealand:
The Black caps left the arena with disappointment and disenchantment. They were so close to winning the cup and yet so far. Amazing thing was, it was their fifth semi final debacle in nine participations. It proves that, they are definitely better team than many others but certainly not the best one. This left them to continue their hunt for the mantra of getting through semis.
The big change would be the stepping down of Stephen Fleming from the captaincy of ODIs. He was one of the longest and best captains of the world cricket. His decision to concentrate on batting and offer some change in the captaincy has been applauded by many of the senior players. Even though his success rate is less than 50%, his long reigns yielded many positives to Kiwi cricket. This spot could be occupied by Daniel Vettori, coz of unofficial buzz is in favor of him, as Fleming recommended to him to the board.

South Africa:
Yet another world cup fiasco for South Africa, this time spoilsport was neither weather nor the basic mathematics but themselves. Their cricket throughout the tournament was consistently inconsistent which is enough reason to leave the arena empty handed. All the huff puffs by Proteas were like writings on the water. On one occasion they scored huge against a minnow and in another they choked up against a minnow in disguise. Their hunt for hymn to peak continues.

England:
And the nightmare continues. The motherland of cricket still fell short of laying the hands on world cup by miles. Their disastrous record in ODIs continues in spite of some valiant and inspiring efforts from KP and Collingwood. They could able to pull off only one victory against a test playing nation. It’s the high time of ECB to concentrate more on ODIs rather than Test cricket. They need monumental change in their approach to the game leaving behind the orthodox and conventional cricket and should be trained to adapt the more entertaining contemporary cricket.
This event bids adieu yet another coach, Duncan Fletcher, who had been in that role for a quiet long time. Even though he worked hard in bringing the best out of players in test arena, but his efforts for a good ODI team were gone in vain. The new coach will have a mountain to climb to build an ODI team, players of which has been suffering from bizarre problems.

West Indies:
The dream to set the record of host winning the cup still remains a dream. The journey to regain the past glory by WI ended up abruptly and unyieldingly. The kings of the past never showed the qualities of regaining the reminiscence in spite of large home crowd advantage. In fact the home crowd advantage proved to be unbearable pressure which got them big time.
16 years of long and illustrious career of Brian Lara has come to an end during this world cup. One of the best batsmen of my generation has bid adieu in front of large home crowd. Lara holds the record of highest number of runs in test career, highest number of runs in a test innings, highest number of runs in an innings of first class cricket. After Richards, he is the only player to reach to that fame and name. Even though he couldn’t bring back the past glory, but his efforts were unquestionable. Thanks for such an endearing aggression through out career. We will definitely miss that shuffle across crease before smacking the ball over the ropes.

Pakistan:
This year’s event was an unfortunate one for Pakistan, as well as world cricket. Team Pakistan was knocked out of the tournament by Ireland in their second match only. 4 yrs of preparation for the cup was over within a week. They were out of the competition even before they savor the Caribbean reception. The repercussions back home were loud and clear and lethal, at times.
But the biggest disappointment is the murder of the coach, Bob Woolmer. One of the greatest cricket minds was found killed in the hotel room on the very next day Pakistan lost their crucial match against Ireland. Bob Woolmer was a successful coach and considered to be shrewd among coaches. His loss is irreparable. Even though killer is still to be tracked, his murder put an unsightly and indigestible tag to the cricket event. The downfall made to realize the reach of cricket game in the minds of few nations. Any how, this calamity couldn’t stop the event but Bob was surely missed by all.
Another blow to the Pakistan cricket was the retirement of Inzy. The big man at last got tired of his log career of 16 years. Inzy, who made the news with his blistering 60 in the semi finals of 92 world cup, was one of the greatest middle order batsmen till now. He was always known for his quiet and calm and nonchalant, yet composed way of approach in batting, and of course was notorious for his lazy running between the wickets. On the whole, cricket world will miss that back foot punch of and without him slips will always be empty.

India:
A bump on the way changed the fate entirely. A much expected (hyped) trip ended up in short stint. The team looked a balanced one with experienced players mingling with young and active players. On the flipside, team India was known for it's worst fielding efforts. Bowling attack was innocuous except in bits and pieces. Experienced players lost the zeal or motivation and young players were amateurs or immature, sometimes. The passion and enthusiasm to be victorious were seemed to be off of the minds of Team India. The fist match itself set them on the back foot. Third match with SL was a big disaster, and even before they start the game they were mentally down and were in bit panic about the ramification back home. The knack of winning the game was missing again. This time they have nothing to blame on but themselves. Most of the players in the team need a push up and push off from the team. The mindset of the players need to be changed, politics should stay away from sports.
This ignominy brought end to another Coach’s tenure. Greg Chappell, who had been the coach of Team India since Sep, 2005 had to quit the job after the failure of Team India in WC2007. Of course that’s not the only reason for his quitting the job. The disputes and discussions and debates on his coaching job have ended with his resignation. At last, Chappell savored spicy curry of dirty politics.

Bangladesh:
Bangladesh left the tournament with a big note. They pulled off a victory against India in preliminary rounds and stunned SA in the super 8’s. Thanks to Ashraful for his majestic innings to bring cheers on millions back home. Bangladesh showed an immense commitment with their discipline bowling attack and their dedicated fielding efforts. Their batting needs few more classes.
With this event, Dav Whatmore finished his tenure as Bangladesh coach with lot of cherishes. He certainly changed the face of Bangladesh cricket. He will all be smiling in the coming series of Bangladesh against India, while eyeing at the vacant position of Team India coach.

Ireland:
Ireland is one of the minnows who ended the tournament shining brightly. They pulled off one of the biggest upsets of the tournament against Pakistan, changing the fate of the WC2007. Their fielding was outstanding and bowling was simple and effective. They can become threat to many test playing teams when they meet in next world cup in 2011. I enjoyed the heroics of Potterfield (reminded me of Rhodes during world cup 92) and the chicken dance by Johnston.

Bermuda, Scotland, Netherlands, Canada, Zimbabwe and Kenya:
These teams need few more years of cricketing lessons to pose any threat to any cricketing team.

On the whole the event was entertaining and disappointing at times. The empty stands were always a concern to organizers as well as viewers on the television. But, as a cricket lover, I would say I thoroughly enjoyed yet another edition of world cup.

Triumphant OZs

OZs lifted the world cup, yet again, as expected. Sadly, there were no dramatic twists and turns. They stood tall like men among boys. They hit the highest point of cricket without much trouble. The only positive thing in the final contest was the fight showed by Sri Lanka, rather than bowing out like India and Pakistan in the previous finals.

I was all keyed up to see the final battle on sat morning and soon my excitation was subdued by the news of showers hitting over Barbados. After some on and off sessions, finally the show had begun. OZs won the toss and elected to bat first. Hayden was much expected to start off the proceedings. But, surprisingly Gilchrist stole the show with his naturally blistering innings, which gave Hayden a chance to relieve and enjoy the show closely. Gilchrist had gone berserk from ball after ball. He was smacking the ball hard and also his timing was as good as it gets. He hit ball the ferociously, mercilessly all around the park. And sometimes, he was, brutal and sometimes, vicious. He got OZs off to a flier and continued the mayhem even after powerplays. This kind of innings was a much needed one from Gilchrist. Gilly proved his vital role in the final battle yet again. In all three world cup finals, since 1999, he scored more than fifty runs. His score is the highest score in the finals of world cup. This kind of start put ‘some’ pressure on the SL bowlers and they didn’t hit the ball at right areas, as they did through out the tournament. The much expected Murali and Vaas failed utterly in bringing their magic to work. As expected, OZs middle order finished off their batting with a colossal total that put SL on back foot.

Scoring more than a run ball, right from the first delivery, against a quality attack like Aus is a huge ask for any team. Bracken drew the first blood by nailing Tharanga, who was fiddling out side the off stump. Then Jayasurya and Sangakkara played cautiously for another 30 mins, as if they were playing for pride. But, right then, from no where, these two left hander’s changed the mood with some atrocious shots, bringing some panic in Ponting’s camp. But, weather played the spoilsport and rain Gods showed up again. With the required run rate creeping up and the increasing hostile (unplayable) conditions (bad light and slippery surface and crumbled pitch) left SL team in disarray, and causing them to embrace the defeat with much aggravation and disappointment.

Even though, the result was anybody’s guess, the fight put on by SL was a treat to watch. They tried and tried till they exhausted thoroughly. I feel sorry for SL as they had to play in those unfriendly circumstances. The organizers should have taken a better care atleast for the final match. If only, conditions were better the result might have been different (I know I am being over optimistic here). The way organizers conducted the final match turned the bad impression into a irreparable indentation on the minds of cricket lovers.

Anyway, world cup is over now. Australia won the cup quiet comfortably. All those expectations by cricket experts by writing their chances off, in the beginning of the tournament, were answered loud and clearly. I guess OZs are the only team who won the world cup three consecutive times in any type of sports.
Congrats Australia, you are the best.

Almost Done

A four year event has almost come to an end. One final battle for the numero uno spot will be in couple of days. The battle for the best by sixteen nations (8 of these were minnows) has ended in bringing the two best teams for the final match. Of two teams, one spot was predefined; even though couple my friends kept rejecting the fact. Technically remaining 15 teams were fighting for one empty spot and I am happy that a subcontinent team proved to be the best one after Australia, again.

Of the two semi finals, first one was by Sri Lanka playing against New Zealand. Two teams played earlier in the super 8’s and SL won that match quiet comfortably. But in this one, they started off slowly and nervously. As soon as, Jayawardhane got settled in he smacked the bowlers all around the park. The way he paced the innings was quiet impressive. He played submissively, tamely and passively at the beginning and transformed into an aggressive, belligerent and destructive innings at the end. His innings was like that of Steve Waugh’s (one of the best captains in world cricket). The way he accelerated the innings in the second half was incredible and remarkable. Undoubtedly, this was one the best innings in ODI’s and Jayawardhene’s best innings in ODI’s, so far. Second half was not up to the expectations. Chasing the big totals on any kind of surface is not easy, especially when it comes to the big matches, like this one. Kiwis’ top order was bamboozled by Malinga’s pace and swing and completely restricted by the late swing from Vaas and resulted in loosing the wickets early. Even though Styris tried to keep the hopes alive but got out off an innocuous delivery, leaving the team in wreck. Styris’s wicket triggered the collapse which is lot similar to that of Team India’s in 1996 semi final at Eden Gardens (Sachin’s wicket triggered the collapse). Kiwis were outfoxed by Malinga and Muthu and Vaas, indisputably. On the whole, it was an excellent team effort by SL and Jayawardhene stood tall against all odds.

The second semi final was by Australia playing against South Africa. This was match was one of the most anticipated matches of the tournament. All the cricket lovers, around the world, were hoping for a nail biter. Lots of words had been exchanged; lot of mind games had been played before the start of the match. Proteas looked confident and were raring to go to take the revenge of the historical semi final match of WC99. But in the end it turned out to be lopsided game tilted more towards OZs. OZs thrashed and outplayed Proteas in all departments. Proteas never looked comfortable against the pace attack of McGrath and co. The match was over in first 10 overs. I never felt like watching a semi final match of the biggest tournament in cricket. one more time Australians proved to be the best when it comes to big matches. All the huff and puff by Proteas gone in the air against a quality attack, an omnipotent team.

On the whole, the two semifinals were not up to the sniff. Both Kiwis and Proteas failed one more time in bringing themselves closer to winning of the cup. The much hyped world cup gone from bad to worse with two unbalanced semi finals. With these two matches, organizers sunk further deep in the abyss of insolvency. The only consolation for the organizers would be a close contest in the final between OZs and SL. But I doubt, if it would be.

YOGI -Review

Yogi, another pathetic movie from tollywood. The only reason I watched this movie was, I had nothing else to do and nothing else to watch. The plot was as typical as it can be. Our hero is a rustic, naive and innocent guy from a village and comes to Hyderabad in search of livelihood. Without his knowledge he kills a thug who is notorious for his wrong deeds, and goes onto become a bhai called YOGI. His mother comes to Hyd in search of her son and eventually downfalls without meeting him up. Even though story looked emotional at the end, but watching it on the big screen would be a valiant effort. The music was weak and songs were sounding harmful to ears. The only good part in the movie was the comedy by Venu Madhav. Prabhas was a helpless tall guy. He put on a dismal effort as the protagonist of the movie.

These kinds of movies can only help me out in bringing my patience level up. I feel stronger, powerful after watching movies like this one. I even enjoyed a Jet-Li movie (with no gravitional effect)after watching this one. It’s high time that tollywood crew realize their inept effort in making, not excellent though, but bearable movies.

Tanha Dil...

Aankhon mein sapne liye
Ghar se hum chal to diye
Jaane yeh raahein ab le jaayengi kahan
Mitti ki khushboo aaye
Palkon pe aansu laaye
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ke jahan

Manzil nayi hai anjaana hai kaarvaan
Chalna akele hai yahan
Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar
Tanha dil....

Dilkash nazaarein dekhe
Jhilmil sitaarein dekhe
Aankhon mein phir bhi tera chehra hai jawaan
Kitni barsaatein aayi,
Kitni saugaatein laayi
Kaanon mein phir bhi goonje teri hi sada

Vaadein kiye the apna hoga aashiyaan
Vaadon ka jaane hoga kya
Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar
Tanha dil....

‘Tanha Dil Tanha Safar…’ the more I listen to this song, the more I like it. Hats off to Shaan; this one is the best of bests. I bet every one of us must have felt that the song was made for us. You can see yourself in this song. I left the house long back first for the sake of knowledge and for the sake bread now. Whenever I look back to those days, I wonder where I left all those prolific moments. Now, all I have is memories to cherish the moments filled with affection and fondness.

One way or another, we all left our home or our land in search of food and living. At every stage of my life I met new people and I made friends with some of them and eventually missed some beloved ones. Even though, every stage felt like the target I was looking to hit, the target changed the form as time gone past. But one common thing I can find at every stage of life is ME, accompanied by solitude.
(you can find the song in the playlist of the Music player)

మధ్యతరగతి "మహానుభావుడు".

మధ్యతరగతి జీవితాలు బ్రతకనివ్వవు, చావనివ్వవు. ఎందుకంటే, హాయిగా చావాలన్న, బాధ లేకుండా బ్రతకాలన్న కావలిసింది ధైర్యం, లేదా ఆత్మ విశ్వాసం లేదా రేపటి పైన నమ్మకం. ఇవన్ని ఉంటే మధ్య తరగతి బండి లాగాల్సిన పని ఉండదు. అందుకే ఒక మహానుభావుడు అన్నట్టుగా, ఒక సగటు జీవి (మన దేశంలో సగటు జీవికి అర్థం ఒకటో తేదిన జీతం తీసుకొని, ఒక వారం తరువాత అప్పుల కోసం వెదికేవాడు అని, అంటే మధ్యతరగతి భారతీయుడు) కళ్ళు ఉన్నత వర్గాలపైన ఉన్న, కాళ్ళు మాత్రం పేదరికం లొనే పాతుకుపోతాయి. కాని కొందరి వైభవం వీరి పేదరికం పునాదులపైనే పుట్టింది. (కొందరు ఎందుకంటే మధ్యతరగతి తొ పోలిస్తే ధనవంతులు తక్కువే కదా, సంఖ్యలో) మార్కెట్టులో ప్రతి ఉత్పత్తిదారుడి గురి వీరి వైపే. వీరి సంపాదన ఖర్చు పెట్టించడమే వాళ్ళ లక్ష్యము. కలలు కనడం ఎంత పాపమో ఖర్చు పెట్టేంత వరకు తెలుసుకొలేడు ఈ వెర్రిబాగులోడు. కొంటే దరిద్రుడు అవుతాడు, కొనకపోతే చేతకాని వాడిలాగ మిగిలిపోతాడు. బాధలలో తక్కువ బాధను ఎంచుకో(లేని)నేస్థితిలో ఎదో ఒకటి ఇష్ట పడతాడు, నష్ట పోతాడు. ఇలా తనకంటు ఆధారం లేని ఈ జీవిపైనే దేశం ఆర్థిక స్థితిగతులు ఆధారపడి ఉంటాయి.

ఇలా జీవితంలో ప్రతి అడుగు లెక్కలు వేస్తు మునగడమే తప్ప, బయట పడే మార్గం దొరకదు. అనివార్యామైన మునకను ఆలస్యం చేయడం మాత్రమే నేర్చుకొంటాడు. ఇతడికి ఎంచేసినా అసంతృప్తే మిగులుతుంది. ఉద్యోగవేతనం విలాసాలకు కాదు కదా, రోజువారి జీవితానికి కుడా కష్టమే. ఇలా అని, దండిగా లంచం సంపాయించే ధైర్యం లేదు. (ఉంటే మధ్యతరగతిలో మగ్గేవాడు కాదు) ఇక ఈ చాలిచాలని సంపాదనతో ఇంట్లొ వాళ్ళ కనీస కోరికలు తీర్చలేక వాళ్ళు కార్చే కన్నీరులో నలుసు లాగ కారిపోతాడు, రాలిపోతాడు. (కనీస కోరికలు కోరిన కుటుంబ సభ్యుల తప్పేమి లేదు) ఇలాంటి ఈ బలహీనుడి జీవితం ఎంత సేపు ఇంట్లో కష్టాలు, ఉద్యోగంలో ఒత్తిడిల గురించి తలమునకలవడంలో ముగుస్తుంది. జీవితంలో ఉన్నత శిఖరాలు అధిరోహించడం కాదు కదా ఆలొచించడమే కష్టం అవుతుంది.

ఇన్ని కష్టాలు కన్నీళ్ళతో ముందుకు నడిపిస్తున్న (కుంటుతూ) ఈ జీవికి చావు బ్రతుకుల మధ్య తేడ తెలియదు. అందుకే మహకవి శ్రిశ్రి అన్నట్టు

"ఇటు చూస్తే అప్పులవాళ్ళూ

అటు చూస్తే బిడ్డల ఆకలి

ఉరిపోసుకుచనిపోవడమో

సముద్రాన పడిపోవడమో

సమస్యగ ఘనిభవించిన్

దొక సంసారికి.... "

సమస్యలకు ఎదురొడ్డి పొరాడే శక్తి చాలక, సమస్యల వలయంలో బలహీనుడిగ మిగలడం ఇష్టంలేక, ఆత్మాభిమానానికి అతీతంగ ఆత్మవంచనకు అలవాటుపడి బ్రతుకు(ను) "సాగ"దీస్తాడు, ఈ మధ్యతరగతి మహానుభావుడు.

"Paraskavedekatriaphobia"

'Paraskavedekatriaphobia', the word itself scares the hell out of me. I still wonder how they came up with this word, or with that spelling. I am not really worried about Friday the 13th. For those who don’t know what ‘Paraskavedekatriaphobia’ means, it is the fear of the Friday the 13th. And I am sure I am not the one among those guys as I was not aware of this till recent past.

"It's been estimated that [U.S] $800 or $900 million is lost in business on this day because people will not fly or do business they would normally do."

Wow, it’s amazing to know the affect of this date on the normal people (Can I call them normal). Some people won't go to work on Friday the 13th; some won't eat in restaurants; many wouldn't think of setting a wedding on the date. The incredible thing is fewer people choose to drive their cars on this day as recent survey revealed the increment in no of accidents by 50% compared to the accidents on normal days. Now, you can imagine the impact (Should I say indentation) of the Friday the 13th on common people.

I am not going against any belief or any religion, but the reason behind the fear (as they say) is the presence of 13 people at the last supper and betrayal of one of the dinner guests or disciples resulting in the crucifixion of Jesus Christ on a Friday. It is just a one of the reasons, I am sure there are hundred others.

I don’t know how far this belief is true, because it is just not the one belief that we follow blindly. Whatever may be the fact, I am happy (Should I be?) that I was born at 2:00AM early Saturday morning and the date was 13th, missed by a whisker.

Norm of Life..

kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta

kahin zameen to kahin aasman nahin milta

jisay bhi dekhiyay woh apnay aap mein gum hai

zuban mili hai magar hum zuban nahin milta

kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta....

bujha saka hai bhala kaun waqt kay shoulay

yeh aisi aag hai jis mein dhuaan nahin milta

kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta....

teray jahan mein aisa nahin kay pyar na ho

jahan umeed ho iski wahan nahin milta

kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta

kahin zameen to kahin aasman nahin milta...

Lyrics : Nida Fazil
Singer : Asha Bhonsle / Bhupinder
Movie : Ahistha Ahistha
Music : Khayyum

Meanings
Mukammal : Accomplished

This is one of the beautiful Gazals. Even though, it feels like song of a pessimist, it is just a lucid way of expressing the norm of life. The poet expresses lack of accomplishment in spite of all the luxuries and comforts. One way or another, everybody goes through the phase of unsatisfactory life. Even though that unsatisfactory prevails in everybody, no one has any complaints with the life, everybody learnt the way of living a life of nonchalance.

This is one of the songs you want to listen to, sipping a cup of tea (I prefer tea to coffee) on a cold day, standing in the balcony, staring into oblivion, thinking deep on your life. Let me remind you one more time, it is not a sad song or the mantra of pessimist; it’s just a way of expressing the widespread scarcity in our lives.

Get-Together

Get-togethers are always fun and relieving. Last weekend I made a trip to Connecticut. I had a small get-together with my Engineering friends. And, as expected, it was fun and pleasant. But, as they say, all the fun has to come to an end, I came back to Alexandria Sunday night. I still love to be around my engineering friends even after all these years, I still feel there is much more left to relish the taste of our friendship.

During my stay in Groton CT, I had a chance to visit Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) and Harvard University located close to Boston. I feel privileged to visit the MIT, and now I don’t have any regret for not able to think to get an admission there. I clearly believe, I am not capable enough to be there. The atmosphere was absolutely staggering. It’s amazing to see many international students at MIT, one way to prove the distribution of talent through out world. Our next stop was at Harvard University. It was quiet and nice. It has more number of old buildings than that of MIT. I felt MIT was more appealing than Harvard. Anyway, these two universities are the hallmark of excellence.

Coming to get-together part, as I said, these are always fun. We have been having these GT every once a year at least. After all, this is the maximum fun you can get, if you are single. All our GTs are filled with our retrospection. I still feel 4 years of engineering left us memories to cherish forever.

Condolences

The day started in typical fashion. Thursday, and on the top it was a day before a long weekend, I was ready to fly, to Connecticut, for a get-together party. I reached office by 8am, as usual, and had to do some tests on steam. I was ready to go through the pain of testing hot steam with the dream of getting off early in the afternoon. Right at that moment, from no where, my colleague informed about the demise of my supervisor’s son. I was shocked to learn the truth. He was 20yrs old, rather I would say, young. Even though, I don’t know the exact reason on the sudden disaster, I felt heartbreaking for my manager. I don’t really have knowledge of their personal life, but, as long as I know, father and son were very close to each other. They were affectionate and loving and friendly and also caring for each other. I still remember, my manager taking off to spend sometime, in playing golf, with his son. I think it would be devastating to my manager to realize the fact. I am afraid; it would take months to get over the trauma.

Not only him, I believe, it would be upsetting for any father to see his own son dying in front of him. Any parent, the last thing they want to see is the downfall of their blood. It’s just the love, affection that binds them close.

I was deeply saddened to hear the news about the sudden death of my Manager’s son. Sir, my thoughts are with you and your family during this difficult time.
May his soul rest in peace.

H1-b Hype

April 1st, renowned as Fool’s day, has its own significance in US, for job seeking International aspirants. The day the receiving of the petition begins for H1-B visa. This year, it was mind boggling. This year, the number of applications received by U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS) was humongous. The craziness of working in US, especially in our country (India), is growing rapidly over the years. I feel, it can be termed as insanity, or psychopathy. USCIS received over 150,000 applications, far in excess of available numbers. It usually takes couple of months before USCIS receive the applications to fill up the available quota, but not anymore. I believe, it’s a part of the filthy game played by the consultants, by creating immeasurable hype on the growing demand on H1B visas. It’s just one of the tricks in foul business by middle man, who loves to take the undue advantage of a common man by holding a finger on his pulse. It’s just the way life goes here, I mean, and everywhere.