Forward Defensive

< This is a continuation of an earlier post written many, many months ago. Why has it taken so long to get to this one? Well, TheLastWord outranks me in the office and he was off writing about trips to Nepal and France. This gave no one else a word in edgeways. They say I wasn’t motivated enough. I talked about opportunities and the fact that the LastWord was taking so much room in my head and a couple of stormy meetings ensued. So, anyway, we then had the divorce and I came here to run my own blog devoted only to cricket. 

Also, I’m not sure anyone is reading this. Anyway, it is here now. >

Batting was about survival, because I knew only how to play off the front foot. It was in my final year in school that I finally found my name on the board. This was it. I was on the school cricket team. This is how it happened. (more…)

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ek glo! Despite you, Hansie!

I am a cricket lover. Cricinfo is a site I visit at least once a day. I played weekend amateur cricket all the way up to 2008. I have received chipped bones, torn nails, bruised limbs and a battered ego as compensation for my enthusiasm. I played cricket in school year round with no regard for seasons, soccer (or more accurately, football), monsoon or summer. Statistics may lie, but, ahh, what a glorious few hours can be spent in comparing the relative merits…

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Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

I recently had an interesting conversation with a good friend on Facebook about music in our lives. This and a short reunion with old school friends brought back memories of the entertainment options available to us growing up, as we did, on the cusp of the modernization of India. The very first mode of entertainment in my life was running around the neighbourhood with two significant episodes. The first was the hide and seek played in the trenches of a construction site next door…

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