One the eve of India’s QF match with Australia…sharing some all time classic quotations from the mouth of the one and only Sidhu!
Lets hope that Sachin’s willow manages to silence him in addition to the aussie brats.
Sidhuisms
1. That ball went so high it could have got an air hostess down with it
2. Experience is like a comb that life gives you when you are bald.
3. Sri Lankan score is running like an Indian taximeter
4. Statistics are like miniskirts, they reveal more than what they hide.
5. The Indians are going to beat the Kiwis! Let me tell you, my friend that the Kiwi is the only bird in the whole world, which does not have wings!
6. As uncomfortable as a bum on a porcupine.
7. The ball whizzes past like a bumble - bee and the Indians are in the sea.
8. Indian team without Sachin is like giving Kiss without a Squeeze.
9. You may have a heart of gold, but so does a hard-boiled egg.
10. Kumble’s bowling at the moment is flat as a Dosa.
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Tsuna “Me”
They say that the saline content of the water fluid in an expectant mothers belly is identical to that of the ocean. That’s why our tears are salty …we all have a little bit of the sea in us.
But when the ocean inside or in this case – the ocean outside is in a fit of fury. What can one do but possible try and stay afloat…?
I live next to the sea.
Last Friday though, my usual wave and surf view was not as comforting.
I knew the sun was setting and that his fleeting kisses would make the waters blush a fiery red. But I couldn’t tear myself away from the new channels showing the ugly aftermath of the devastating earthquake in Japan and the subsequent Tsunami.
As I saw the angry brown waves rush ashore and sweep away life and any semblance of it – my gaze wandered to the waves gently lapping the shores of my world outside my window. And I could not help but wonder … is this the same sea? …the same waves that are crashing the lives of thousands, gently lapping at my minds shore…
It made me think about my life and my experiences with tsunami’s of a far more personal nature. It made me wonder if I had been too quick to blame the people responsible and for judging them to be bad based on the nature of the damage.
Maybe these people that once hurt me were also like the sea …calm and gentle with some and raging bulls with others – based on the nature of the personal earthquake and how much it had shaken their world.
Maybe there is no such thing as good people or bad people. Maybe – its just a bunch of good people who make terrible decisions that cause great havoc to others. Maybe we are all on one side of that ocean or the other or the angry wave itself depending on the situation.
And maybe sometimes – we are just in the way of the storm...with no option to run or hide…just let the water soak us silly
They say that the saline content of the water fluid in an expectant mothers belly is identical to that of the ocean. That’s why our tears are salty …we all have a little bit of the sea in us.
But when the ocean inside or in this case – the ocean outside is in a fit of fury. What can one do but possible try and stay afloat…?
I live next to the sea.
Last Friday though, my usual wave and surf view was not as comforting.
I knew the sun was setting and that his fleeting kisses would make the waters blush a fiery red. But I couldn’t tear myself away from the new channels showing the ugly aftermath of the devastating earthquake in Japan and the subsequent Tsunami.
As I saw the angry brown waves rush ashore and sweep away life and any semblance of it – my gaze wandered to the waves gently lapping the shores of my world outside my window. And I could not help but wonder … is this the same sea? …the same waves that are crashing the lives of thousands, gently lapping at my minds shore…
It made me think about my life and my experiences with tsunami’s of a far more personal nature. It made me wonder if I had been too quick to blame the people responsible and for judging them to be bad based on the nature of the damage.
Maybe these people that once hurt me were also like the sea …calm and gentle with some and raging bulls with others – based on the nature of the personal earthquake and how much it had shaken their world.
Maybe there is no such thing as good people or bad people. Maybe – its just a bunch of good people who make terrible decisions that cause great havoc to others. Maybe we are all on one side of that ocean or the other or the angry wave itself depending on the situation.
And maybe sometimes – we are just in the way of the storm...with no option to run or hide…just let the water soak us silly
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