Word of the Week #102:


This has been an interesting week. There are quite a few incidents we could discuss.

A large part of it has been the Farmers’ March, here in our home state. In a nation build on peaceful protest and dialogue, the past few instances of unnecessary violence have left a poor imprint on our collective memories. Therefore, the maturity and consideration of the protesters, and the kindness with which the common citizens have responded, is a refreshing sight for these sore eyes.

But, instead, let us focus on the aforementioned eyes, for a moment.

You know, my life has recently undergone a tragic change. I have had to bit adieu to my favourite drink in the whole wide world: Thums Up.

For the uninitiated, let me just say that Thums Up is a cola drink presumably prepared from the caffeinated waterfalls of heaven, and no earthly drink could ever compete with it. And, in a cruel twist of fate, my body has grown completely intolerant to caffeine.

Now, I haven’t been able to consume chocolate and coffee for all of my adult life, and I have had time to make my peace with that, but this is too sudden and far too cruel, and I have not taken it in my stride just yet.

So, as it would happen, I ended up falling off the wagon, tonight, and boy, did I fall hard. Not because I am weak willed, of course, but only because I refused to drink an orange soda. I mean, there are many atrocities I am willing to tolerate, but orange soda? I’d rather drink my cola and embrace the consequences than put that putrid hell-spew in my mouth.

So, I am now lying in my bed, dizzy and weak, but I remain as proud as a Saiyan Prince. With my head throbbing, my ears ringing, my eyes smarting and my limbs wailing, my only regret is that I have no Senzu Beans to spare…

Yeah, pride comes at a price.


Word of the Week #100:


There was a time when I was quite serious about cricket. Playing professionally was not a far-fetched dream.

10 years have passed since then, and as one would expect, my life has changed a lot. Regardless, everything that I learned during that span is still fresh on my mind, and is still applicable to the challenges I face in my life.

One of the things I learned was the art of building your innings. I never got to apply it in cricket itself because, well, I’d hardly ever last long enough.

Regardless, let us take a quick look:

  • 1 – 15: This is the toughest phase. Try to get through this without doing anything stupid.
  • 16 – 40: This is where things get easier. You begin to understand yourself and the conditions around you.
  • 41 – 60: This can be a bit of a transition period. The ball is no longer new, the pace of the game has changed. You either adjust, or you fall.
  • 61 – 80: Everything seems to flow perfectly. This is when most of highlight shots come.
  • 81 – 99: This is the treacherous part of the path. Fatigue and complacency are your biggest enemies, and you just want to trudge along out of sheer persistence.
  • 100: Finally… This is the realm where only a chosen few can tread. Take off your helmet, look to the crowds. Take a moment for yourself.
  • 101 and beyond: Just keep moving forward.