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Goodbye.....doesn't mean it has to be the end !

What will go down in history about this weekend is Sachin's retirement ! I am sure all hell has broken lose in my household ......Chibu will mourn openly and Bhaskar covertly. Chibu's hero worship goes back to 1997 or maybe even before that ! Bhaskar had taken him to take a look at the Indian test cricketers who were practicing at the Palam Cricket ground .Sachin  apparently had walked out of the dressing room and ruffled his head- and  I wish Chibu's excitement could be documented for posterity - and I wish someone had taken a photograph of Chibu with Sachin - but then the best memories remain in the heart !
Life out here is peaceful so far - I visited Kumarkom with my students - the back-to-nature experience is always good - a sight for the sore eyes! The green reflecting on the water - the setting sun on the horizon - the birds and the flowers all make a hash like me into a good photographer !
My batch this time is a mixed one - but yes despite the diverse backgrounds , and the teething troubles they faced the group is coming together ! So hopefully I can breathe easy ........
Watched Ram leela ...inspired by Romeo and Juliet , but a disappointment! Missed the romance and the poetry of the Bhansali stable . The on-your-face erotica lost to a weak plot notwithstanding the strong performances by the actors . It was great to see Supriya Pathak as a doyenne of a  village that runs the gun cartel ! Long ago people said I resembled her - that is when she was thin and young and so was I ......so maybe we do resemble now still :))))) 

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  1. Abhishikta18 November 2013 at 09:51

    arre the sachin mourning continues here there everywhere on and on and on :D
    ufff!

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