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JO JEETA WOHI SIKANDAR

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  “Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.” Robert T. Kiyosaki   I was blissfully unaware of the (ongoing) T-20 World Cup till last night. Someone had invited my family for a Diwali dinner, last night. And, except my wife and I, everyone else over there sounded ‘very informed’. That’s the time we learnt, that our team had just clinched a nail-biter. It was India-Pakistan cricket match, you see… Nothing short of a war between these two neighbouring countries… And imagine when you win a match which you were almost losing… and, that last-run-last-ball victory! Yes, it’s something to set the animal in you free… Last night, our Diwali-dinner discussion was lavishly flavoured with this sweet victory… “What a match, man!”… “What a player Kohli, bro!” etc. etc. … I t, always, feels great when India wins… There is something exhilarating in every kind of victory, for that matter. Why matches alone? Why elections alone? Why reality shows alone? Why exams alone? In every kind of...

LET NOT THE WINNER TAKE IT ALL

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  "When you win, say nothing; when you lose, say less.” Paul Brown   S ome days ago, when India staged an unbelievable win at The Gabba, Brisbane and clinched the latest Border-Gavaskar Test Series, the high that we all received seemed perfectly reasonable. After all, we had achieved the unthinkable – with a bunch of inexperienced and untested boys. Just think of it: In the first Test, our ‘formidable’ squad had crashed at 36, the lowest in our Test-matches history. And, here we were, on the last day of the last Test-match: Clinching a series, thanks to the boys who were supposed to be ‘extras’! Moral of the story? Nobody remembers the humiliating defeat of our ‘formidable side’ just weeks ago… Everyone remembers only the sweet victory… All is well that ends well… Yes, winner takes it all! That day, when we won at the Gabba grounds, I was teaching online, my room-door closed. But, even with door closed, I could hear my 28-year-old son screaming, clapping, whi...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...