May I introduce you to Bobilli Vijay Kumar, the National Sports Editor (yes!) of the TOI, who once described Raj Singh Dungarpur as the ‘uncrowned father of Indian cricket’.
This gentleman had the following to say about the Tiger Woods…er…affair, in a National newspapers blog, and he wasnt joking…
“Tiger Woods is finally realising that life is not always a bed of roses. He has slept in so many, anyway, that he would have known that a prickly one was just a birdie away.
However, even in his wildest dreams (and as we know now he does have wild dreams, even if you don’t count kinky sex or foursomes), he wouldn’t have expected that he would end paying such a heavy price. Will he really need to put away his club to save the marriage?”
If youre still on your chair, read the whole post over at the TOI website – its an absolute riot! I cant quote the whole thing here!
37 years ago in 1972, a passenger plane crashed into the high Andes. Most died, and 15 people survived well over two months in subzero temperatures and no food until they were rescued.
Nando Parrado, a survivor, wrote a book about the ordeal – ‘Miracle in the Andes’, published 2006. Here is an excerpt from an article about the book and the author:
There is a quote from Nando’s book where, after being on the mountain for more than two months, enduring the deaths of 29 friends and family members (including his mother and sister), and upon reaching the summit of a 17,000 foot peak in -30 degree temperatures in jeans and sneakers, expecting to see green valleys below, he only sees more peaks and snow-filled valleys for as far as the eye can see. He writes:
I don’t know how long I stood there, staring. A minute. Maybe two. I stood motionless until I felt a burning pressure in my lungs, and realized I had forgotten to breathe. I cursed God and raged at the mountains. The truth was before me: for all my striving, all my hopes, all my whispered promises to myself and my father, it would end like this. We would all die in these mountains. We would sink beneath the snow, and ancient silence would fall over us, and our loved ones would never know how hard we had struggled to return to them. In that moment, all my dreams, assumptions, and expectations of life evaporated into the thin Andean air. My love for my father swelled in my heart, and I realized that, despite the hopelessness of my situation, the memory of him filled me with joy. It staggered me. The mountains, for all their power, were not stronger than my attachment to my father. They could not crush my ability to love.
I felt a moment of calmness and clarity, and that clarity of mind I discovered a simple, astounding secret: Death has an opposite, but the opposite is not mere living. It is not courage or faith or human will. The opposite of death is love. How had I missed that? How does anyone miss that? Only love can turn mere life into a miracle and draw precious meaning from suffering and fear. For a brief, magical moment, all my fears lifted, and I knew that I would not let death control me. I would walk through the godforsaken country that separated me from my home with love and hope in my heart. I would walk until I had walked all the life out of me, and when I fell, I would die that much closer to my father.
The November issue of National Geographic magazine features a moving photograph of chimpanzees watching as one of their own is wheeled to her burial. Since it was published, the picture and story have gone viral, turning up on websites and TV shows and in newspapers around the world.
Monica Szczupider, the photographer, recalls:
Her presence, and loss, was palpable, and resonated throughout the group. The management at Sanaga-Yong opted to let Dorothy’s chimpanzee family witness her burial, so that perhaps they would understand, in their own capacity, that Dorothy would not return. Some chimps displayed aggression while others barked in frustration.
But perhaps the most stunning reaction was a recurring, almost tangible silence. If one knows chimpanzees, then one knows that [they] are not [usually] silent creatures.”
Plot similarities between Star Wars Trilogy and The Matrix Trilogy
A young man finds his destiny (Luke Skywalker/Neo)
He is helped by another who has known a secret about him a long time (Obi Wan /Morpheus)
It involves a journey away from everything he has ever known, and he needs to choose it. (Tatooine/The Matrix)
There is a struggle for freedom against a total domination by evil (The Empire/Machines)
The band of rebels hide in makeshift hidden bases (Rebel bases/Zion)
The bad guys are constantly chasing them (Empire/Machines)
Back before the war started, the bad guys grew powerful under the noses of the good guys (Republic/Pre-AI Humans)
A whole new world opens up to the boy, he learns new abilities and skills, skills that involve altering reality as ordinary people experience it (The Force/The One’s control over the Matrix)
Most fighting involves a traditional martial skill, accompanied by guns (LightSabres/Kung Fu)
The father figure steps in to sacrifice himself to save the boy (The ‘death’ of ObiWan/Morpheus’ capture in part 1)
The boy realises his destiny (Luke becomes a Jedi/Neo becomes the One)
and learns that he is connected to the bad guys, far more than he could have imagined (Luke, the son of Darth Vader/Neo as a control, a creation of the Machines)