The Lyrics of the new Nike commercial

This one makes you proud of Indian advertising

Rav patrao rav (Wait partner wait...) Khedong maka di mhunta aao (...let me play, i say) Khedong maka dina zhalya (If you don't let me play...) Tuzho kortelem patlanv (... i will keep chasing you) Khedoch amche oslen (Our game is like this only...) Kednanch ravonk nosle (... never have time to wait) undir mazaracho khed yo koslo (What kind of cat & mouse duel is this...) maka bhogta oslen (...that I love so much) Arre maaroon, dhoroon, phodoon saiba (In this hitting & catching & breaking..) noxib mozhe phoslen. (... my destiny is entrapped)

special mention: a special friend who sent me these lyrics

Paint em Blue

Its festival time. As eyeballs get glued to the Carribean, desperate prayers escape lips. Welcome to India. The land of culture,tradition and cricket. And its that time of the year again. Its World Cup 2007. Its the time when sports channels make the big bucks, advertisers are on an overdrive and people in general are going mad.
Moms store their namkeens as young boys attack a house in the nieghbourhood. Sales of thalis and spoons increase. They do create enough ruckus to celebrate a wicket. Dads steal glances at screens during client meetings. Grand parents get up early or sleep late adjusting to West Indian timings. Young boys trade afternoon games with naps to bribe moms into late nights. Crowds outside electronics store sky rocket. And more oftne then not the country is a pretty shade of blue.

Commercially, merchandising is taken to another level. From tshirts to bats to even underwears, everything is blue. There is talk about who will play, who wont and about whether player wives should be present. Theres controversy about the minnows. And about physical fitness of players. About the pitches and the underdogs. World Cup fever in India could make for a perfect Bollywood potboiler.

My point. You guys in blue. Go get em!!

So i am almost done with my college. Funny part is i dont know what to feel. Yeah i pretty much abhor this place, its functioning or the lack of it and the "fuckulty". To put it nicely i wont miss this place. Not the building, the stuffy classrooms or the white boards. But what i will miss are the people. So it wasnt always fun. There were too many friendships sacrificed at the altar of assignments. Too many sweet nothings ignored due to ppt pressures. Lots of love lost for the want of a computer.
But the people. Love em, hate em marry em..u still know them. There are the ones u wish u neva see again. But down the road, a meeting around the corner is certainly going to be pleasant.There are the ones i fell in love with. And some figured in the grey zones. There are these people who figured in my life for 2 years. Yeah ill miss having them around.But what will i miss more?
I will miss passng perfectly inconsequential chits around in class. Miss the thrill of sneaking in a bite into classes. Miss catching winks during a particularly boring lecture. ill miss being in my comfort zone
To all the people who made it thru 2 years...Cheers!!