Friday, April 21, 2006

hmmm....vivacious

There is nothing which turns me on more, than a woman talking about Football. Lets face it... most women dont understand the F of Football and to some Arsenic and Arsenal are the same.They think that David Beckham is the best player in the world...arrrghhhhh.

Ok then, her name is Mayanti and when she says " Novi, Lincoln and Kuranyi linked well", my heart skips a beat. Her good looks are secondary only to her knowledge of the game which never ceases to amaze me.

I am not going to say that she is another Amy Lawrence in the making but she sure has the potential and she doesnt have to wear designer sarees with spahagetti-strap blouses to get attention.

Rock on girl!

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Have you ever prayed that a person twists his knee or ankle, breaks his leg, gets hit by lightening..or something like that...
I have (am) and his name is Juan Roman Riquelme.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Pakistani post match interviews

Inzamam

First of all I thank Gaad (God) - Bismillah e rahman e rahim. Alla tala ka shuker
Bayj (Boys) played well....ladkon ne mehnat kee hai.

Moin Khan

We lost couple of early wickets in the middle of the innings.

Saqlain Mushtaq (after winning the man of the match)

Today good bowling so award, tomorrow also good bowling.

And i am not even getting into what Afridi and Akthar say.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

One Heckuva ride!

"Sabji train kitne baje hai" (What time does the train leave?), asked the driver as i entered the cab. 3:30 i told him. "Thoda jaldi nikalna tha fir" (Should have left a little early), he said. When i asked why he said - "Aab kya bataaon saab, ek aad peg maar rakhi hai" (I am slightly drunk).
It was Holi and the celebrations were just about over....

Ok then buster, drive carefully i thought as we picked up my colleague and left for the station. Whether he had seen Alonso in action a few days back or he was just totally sloshed...The exact reason remains unknown but what is known is that i am very lucky to be writing this.
"bhaiya dheere chalo hum ko jaldi nahi hai" (Slow down, we are in no hurry) - I told him as i saw the speedo touch 80 and a poor guy on a cycle fell by the wayside.
"Sir aap to issi pe dar gaye, mein to Chandigarh teen ghante mein laga deta hoon" (U worry for no reason, i reach chandigarh in 3 hrs flat)..."Mera mood mat kharab kijiye" (Please dont spoil my mood), he added as we screamed past a signal at the rate of knots. He was totally oblivious of the traffic constable who was blowing his signal like mad, the honking of about a zillion horns around us and most importantly the red signal. By now it was very clear that the effects of the bhang were in their prime and our man was a man possessed.

"Bhen ke...Teri ma" (@#@#), He shouted at a guy on a scooter who was guilty of not giving us room to overtake. India gate came and went in no time.
"Sir G hum to gadi ki steering chor kar chat pe beth jata hoon, hawa khane ke liye" (I leave the steering and sit on the roof sometimes to catch the wind on my face). He then took and unbelievable turn at 90kmph. The wheels shrieked as he almost ran over an old lady. He then followed that up with that " I have got wings" manoeuvre, last seen from Jason Gillespie when Very Very Special Laxman was thrashiing the Aussies all around Eden Gardens, by leaving the steering for about 10 secs. I had my heart in my mouth and probably a look on my face that was priceless.

By the time he had dropped us at the station, i was still in a state of shock and my colleague looked like he had suffered multiple organ failure. He dropped us and took off like a man on a mission..