The Greatest Ever....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRmtxnmjSsU

I would shiver all night through

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me,
Tell me where did you sleep last night?

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun will never shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun will never shine
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me,
Tell me where did you sleep last night?

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun will never shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows

In the pines, in the pines
Where the will never shine
I would shiver the whole night through


American folk song of Southern Appalanchian origin.

Friday musing......

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.....

Pretty good song......had a tough time understanding the urdu words......but if that handicap is put paid to, its a superbly inspirational fare.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

Manzil mushkil toh kya,
Dhundhala saahil toh kya,
Tanha yeh dil toh kya.

Raha pe kaante bhikre agar,
Uus pe toh phir bhi chalna he hai,
Shaam chupale suraj magar,
Raat ko ek din dhal na he hai,
Rut yeh tal jaayegi,
Himmat rang layeegi,
Subha phir aayegi.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

Hogi hume jo rehmat adaa,
Dhoop kategi saaye taale,
Apni khuda se hai yeh duaa,
Manzil laga le humko gale,
Jorrat sau bar rahe,
Ooncha ikraar rahe,
Zinda har pyaar rahe.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh aarzoo kaise ruke.

There is only one thing that stands between you and the 14th : Time. Nothing Else!Absolutely nothing else!

I wonder how it feels : to put in your best effort and still be unsuccessful. To be told that " it wasn't your day" and that " God must have some other plan for you" by people who don't give a shit about it. Wouldn't such a failure make you doubt yourself? If it does, then ,Roger said the perfect thing during the presentation :" God, It's killing me!". Because self-belief is everything. Ultimately everybody has similar talent levels...... its Self - Belief that gets you out of the pile and puts you at the top.

Anyway Roger, you played like a king . Its just that Nadal was the better player on the night.He showed amazing reserves of resilience and character , and in my opinion, was a deserving winner.

What transpired during the presentation was touching. OK , it has happened in the past as well. But one didn't expect Roger to vent his emotions . Now that it has been done I hope he will emerge with a lighter heart , and hopefully as the year progresses, as a better player.

What was also quite remarkable was the camaraderie Roger shared with Nadal. No doubt Rafa's fans are obnoxious....but the lad is pure gold. Especially what he said to Roger after the defeat. A flip-flopping bitch of a person would have said stuff like " everything happens for a reason"(or worse, would have joined an orkut community to shed similar crocodile tears !) or something similarly shitty. But like a true champion , and as a man, he called on Roger to compete again next year, indirectly telling Roger that he believed in him . NO FALSE EMOTIONS. Rafa,thanks for your sincerity.



The rivalry only gets more intriguing........

Come On , Roger !!!

Watching any legendary sportsman ,of the Tiger Woods,Roger Federer, Sachin Tendulkar scale of greatness, offers great pleasure. Its like reading a timeless classic, or say, listening to some fabulous music : instead of being envious of the talent(as i have often suspected some dicks and whores of being ) , you rather experience feelings of exhilaration, of awe, and ,as in m
y case, of pure joy.

Take Federer , for e.g.. I have had a terribly hard time explaining to some of my friends the sheer genius that man is. According to them the guy doesn't have to work that hard...that he is just too gifted.They say success comes too easy to him. Hence, they support players like Nadal(its alright for the girls to get wet gazing at his muscular body, but come on guys, what's wrong with you! After all , its not Ana Ivanovic that we are talking about! ), who have to sweat their ****** out to win. What they can't get is the simple fact that Federer may not run around the entire court chasing stupid balls , but that he has had to overcome shortcomings that ordinary mortals like them(my friends) can only forever dream of.
As a growing teenager, Roger had this huge attitude problem which would make him fling rackets , cuss at his opponents,parents,coach.... you just think of any misbehaviour possible on the court , and Roger used to do it . His childhood coach even remarked that young Roger would have made even John McEnroe look civilized. And it is precisely this imposing demon,his own mind, that roger had to bury,knowing that success would never come unless he sorted out his head. This might sound easy to do, but it is far more difficult than to just make some changes in your serve or improving your fitness. To come out of one's comfort zone and consciously change one's attitude is not something that everyone can do(to be bull-headed and not change oneself seems to be in vogue these days.....take the number cock-suckers joining communities like Be-Yourself or I Love Myself on the social networking sites like Orkut,Facebook,etc.., and u get an idea of the disease these small town apes suffer) .In fact so profound has been the turnaround that if look at modern tennis, Roger must be one of the most sober players on court .

I know that I am angry ;angry at seeing a player of Federer's stature being questioned, angry on hearing comments like "oh! his days are numbered". What's more , I sensed the same anger in Roger when he went about his annihilation of Del Potro(world no. 6) in the Australian Open Quarters. But a couple of statements made by the commentators soothed the fury somewhat.

Vijay Amritraj: " Have you ever seen Muhammad Ali live? The grace of Roger's footwork reminds me of him."
Martina Navratilova: " The only way Del Potro can win this match is if Roger sprains his ankle.....a severe sprain."

Anyway, maybe the morons would never understand . I just hope he plays Nadal in the final, and beats the shit out of him.


Come On, Roger!!!