Is this what we have become?

A Tribute:

There are two things about being attached to someone or something not in your control. They are pure joy and utter despair. Because how you feel in those circumstances are totally at the mercy of that person or event. Today was one such. Being a passionate and ardent fan of India, Indian Cricket, and the quintessential Indian Hero SRT, I am a prime candidate to experience both the extremes.

Today Sachin gave us pure joy. Exhilaration would be an understatement. By his Epic innings of 175 he almost took us to an improbable victory... Well the "Almost" is the reason for my utter despair... Other than Suresh Raina, no one was there to support him. Yet Sachin single-handedly fought a brave battle only to agonisingly fall in the end. But he fought valiantly and bravely. In each moment of his existence at the cricket pitch, in each of the boundaries that were blasted, in each of those stunning sixes that scorched the stands, I could see a reflection of all the virtues that he has imbibed.

Hats off to you, my Hero. Though India lost, you are a Winner...

“Pottruvor Pottrattum, thooruvaari thootruvor thootrattum

Ever varinum anjaathe, Nillaathe!”


A Thought:

Actually the main purpose of this post is not another ode to yet another of Sachin’s odysseys. Certainly not.
This is about introspection that is badly required for a group of idiots amongst us Indians.

“F*** the 175... We still lost. Sachin is waste”, screamed a loser in the comments section of a website.

“As usual he played selfishly...” announced a self-anointed telepathist on another.

“Tendulkar has once again proved that he is useless. He should retire”, declared another dumbo.


Anyone who knows anything about cricket, and has conscience and common sense will not make such callous, cowardly, contemptible, and cacophonic statements... Is this what we have become? Are we degrading into a nation that lacks appreciation, taste, respect and recognition... I accept that a public figure is bound to be scrutinised. But it is one thing to be abusive after a match where he has failed (Even that is wrong)... But it is quite another, a detestable, rotten, stinking, guttery, irreverent attitude to talk like this after the man has given it his all and single-handedly carried the team like Atlas himself.
You stand nearby, watch him struggle, do nothing, and after he falls, go near him and abuse him... How virulent have people become!

To abuse Sachin after today’s knock, is like telling Mahatma Gandhi that he fasted in order to lose weight. It is like telling a mother that she feeds her just born child to keep its mouth shut...

India has a dirty underbelly... And it is not in Dharavi or on the banks of Coovum.... It is right here amongst us... It is this horde of educated but ignorant, affluent but arrogant and abusive, well-shaven but not well-behaved, taut but tactless and tasteless, polished but prejudiced youngsters. These people belong to 2 sub-categories, the fools and the parasites. The fools are those whose knowledge is squat but genuinely think they know everything. The parasites are those who know that they are worthless, so have this compulsive egoistic need to deride and derogate genuine winners and achievers like Sachin who are the atlases of this world. These 2 clans are India’s dirty underbelly... They are more profligate than philanderers, more poisonous than family politicians, and more repugnant than RTO officers...


"Nenju porukkuthillaiye intha nilai ketta manitharai ninaithu vittaal!!!"

(My heart dithers when I think of these nefarious men...)