Blue is the Colour, what else matters?

The recent "Its blue, what else matters?" ad by adidas for launch of Chelsea 2013-14 kit is truly an awesome innovation in the field of kits-advertising. It emphasizes the importance of the colour 'blue' that we Chelsea fans associate with and also the colour 'blue' that has become synonymous to Chelsea in the footballing world even when there are hundreds of other teams around the world wearing blue jerseys... Blue belongs to Chelsea and Blue will always be the colour when football will be the game!

The 'Its blue, what else matters' ad

The ad also challenges the very important latin phrase of "caveat emptor", which means "let the buyer beware", as adidas is challenging loyalists to pre-order the kit without even seeing the design... Adidas' brand name and quality of its products being kept aside, such a campaign has a high chance of being misunderstood as, 'prove your loyalty. whatever we feed you, eat.' However, it also re-inforces the fact that football is all about blind loyalty mixed with a lot of passion... We take whatever our club gives us, coz the club is us !!

We have our full faith on adidas. Bring on the kit !! Its blue after all !! 

Game on 2013-14 !!

*P.S.: This article is one of my entries to a Chelsea fan site www.chelsea.vitalfootball.co.uk 

Life's a blog after all

Its one year since I wrote my last post. I had completely forgotten that I had a blog, even though I had one. It was there always, but never in my conscience. Sometimes, I used to visit it and promised myself to write something, the very next day, out of my brains and memory...

That's what life is. Its always there, infront of our own eyes, we just never care to notice it. By chance, we think of it, we promise ourselves to live 'that' life kingsize, but the very next day, either we would have forgotten about it or the 'Mr. Lazy' in us would have presented a strong case of postponing the 'living-life-king-size' decision...

As time passes by and we keep postponing all, we become old and realise we din't give proper justice to the blog which could have been a good one...Isn't it similar for life?

So, dear guys, I may be the laziest of the lazy asses around and I can't promise myself, but for your own sake, stop postponing, if you can, although I know, you can't :P

Write on, live on !! Life's a blog after all !! People will read it and comment on it someday, and you sure will want to hear good stuff from them about you, your life, your blog !!

Life's a blog after all

Those empty, voiceless silent screams

 life calls...
where is life?
i look around and find nothing
just walls, objects and
empty space between me and them...
empty spaces...
harmless, but still empty,
and when something is empty
it evokes an emptyness
sheer nothingness !!

life never calls.
its the nothingness
the subdued emotions
that has no voice at all
but screams at times
those screams are dangerous
coz they are voiceless...
nobody else hears them,
only you hear your own silent screams...
empty, voiceless silent screams :)

Koramangala's sucking Hibiscus !!

I live in Koramangala, a beautiful locality in the south-eastern region of Bangalore. Laden with beautiful tree lined boulevards and marvelous architectural buildings, no points to those who guess why it is one of the most happening places of the city. It is also home to corporate such as Siemens, Wipro, JP Morgan, NDS and many more. Amidst a paradise like landscape, there flows a waste water sewage which collects probably all the good materials of the city and flows into some place quite unknown to me. It releases a fragrance which is quite indescribable in any single word of any available dictionary. On the banks of that drain, there stands an apartment, quite beautiful in terms of architecture and quite costly too. The emotional builders of that apartment named it ‘Hibiscus’ which also happens to be a flower that releases a nice fragrance, quite different from that of the drain. Now, whenever I pass through that building, the scent of the drain fills all my body and soul making me walk as faster as I can. At that point of time, I can do nothing but hurl silent and choicest abuses at the builders of that apartment, failing to understand the rationale behind the name. Recently, I also came to know that Amitabh Bachchan is also planning to construct a star hotel along the banks of that drain and I wonder what the name would be! Will it be Rose International? Will it be Jasmine Residency or will it be Tulip Resorts, only time can say!!

Now, that you're gone...

You were there, always infront of my eyes
now you're gone
my heart was a special place for you,
now you're gone
it's all empty now, there's no love left
which was before, full of it
has become a dark lifeless place
now, that you're gone...

I didn't know why, I never shed a tear,
sad I was, for sure, aghast at myself
saw myself in cross-roads that seemed
to lead nowhere, nowhere at all,
but it wasn't the time to repent
for the heart that kept you so long there
'cause it would have meant nothing,
now that you're gone...

now, i have no opinions, about you,
never tried to have it on anybody
since then, now that you're gone...
this heart is not so adamant,
to think of a possibility, that you can be,
it has accepted, very silently,
you'll never come back, you're gone...
Goodbye!!
Once upon a time who used to be my dear,
Goodbye!! Its time to walk on...
Time to walk on....

Through the Rusty railings of my Flat's window....

Guys! Do let me know how's this poem....wrote it a couple of days back...

Through the rusty railings of my flat's window
I saw her face for the first time
and then I forgot her...
I saw her once again, a few months later
when I was frying omlettes for my customer
and there, something struck me,
and I liked her....
Her dad used to come to my shop, for evening snacks
and she went to tuitions, by my lane, to study maths...
I liked her, then started getting attracted,
and finally I started loving her...
But what could I do?
I was no King Lear, neither was I a rich 'Kane',
and the world was my own small lane,
and I was meant to make samosaas
and omlettes for my customers, all the days...
and life went on and on, years passed,
we all grew older, and one day,
She came to me with a kid, and said,
"Bhaiya, here's my son!! Give him a Pav-Bhaaji
along with a Coco-Cola can...
and I started putting the oil in the pan...

The True Indian Arrows !!

The future of Indian Football is not as bad as it may seem. Though it seems that the team has been underperforming for ages and fans being heavily dissapointed with the team's performance in last year's Asian Cup, very few try to rationalize that the opponents we had in that tournament were simply world-class. India was pitched in the hardest group of all, comprising of giants like Australia (FIFA Ranking 20), South Korea (FIFA Ranking 31) and Bahrain (FIFA Ranking 91) with India being the lowly 145th ranked nation. Yes, they lost all the matches, but the manner in which they played and attacked was really commendable and all the coaches of opposite teams spoke many good things about our team. India managed to score a goal against Australia and South Korea and two goals against Bahrain, which is in itself an outstanding achievement. Enough about the senior boys for the time being.

My main focus of writing this article is not about the senior team but that of the junior guys. Nobody seems to support them, leave aside follow them. But you would be surprised to know about some of the achievements that the team has acheived in the last couple of years! To name a few, in 2007, the Indian Under-16 team went to Germany and defeated the youth Under-16's of three world-class German teams, VfB Stuttgart, 1860 Munich and FC Augsburg by 2-0 margins. If you dont know about them then just google them! The same team, in 2008, went to England and drew with Manchester United Under 16's with 3-3 score!! Isn't it a remarkable achievement? Lately, the team is on a good outstanding form beating the likes of heavyweights as Saudi Arabia, Iraq and Lebanon and is expected to be a force in the future !! Ofcourse, the credit goes to the Youth Coach of India, Mr. Coal Toal who was the ex. academy director at english premier club Tottenham Hotspur, whose constant dedication and motivation has led the team to such advancements !!

But the biggest sulking matter is both AIFF (All India Football Federation) and Indian people themselves. As for AIFF, matters are still worse there, internal politics on a rage and political power instead of Technical Manpower making the decisions and minimal development of infrastructure being undertaken. Coming to the fans, every team needs motivation and encouragement from its own fans to become world class, but if fans dont cheer them up, they may lose interest quickly.

So, my humble request to AIFF to become more serious and to each and every Indian to also take out some time from Cricket for our own "Junior Bhangra Boys" !!