It's been very quiet for a while now, I suppose since the start of the month. I suppose its a lack of excitement due to no major foreseeable events, such as another holiday of exciting travels or anything new in general. That's not to say I am unhappy, just not mentally challenged enough. Or should that be not challenged enough mentally? (smirks to self)Would you believe I actually care about cricket again. Ok, I'm lying in that I don't really care but I care enough while the world cup is going on. The Twenty over version of it anyway. Yes, call me the cricket-slut that I am, loving it only during the world cup. I do feel the limited-limited version of the game is now closer to other popular sports in terms of the time consumed per match and adrenaline. But I must say it does feel that the sanctity of the game has been smudged a little, but who the hell am I to have a say on cricket. Last night was the final of the Twenty20 world cup, where India managed to just about beat Pakistan by 5 runs. And I must say, that was a pretty impressive game! India continued with the so-far successful policy of batting first, and seemed like it would stutter when Yuvraj got out (biggest hitting batsman for India). However, it was good to see the team bat well and get a respectable score of 157. To be fair, Pakistan looked to be out of it at 76-6 and it took pretty clever batting by Misbah-ul-Haq to put them back on track. And with two overs and some 20 odd runs to get one got the familiar feeling that India was going to mess things up when it should have won. However, thanks to the two Pakistani batsmen losing their cool (rather than India winning it) they lost their last two wickets with 5 runs to go. All in all a fun match, and I have to say watching it at Henry's was a pretty good idea. The crowd was good looking (as usual), the music good and the thoughtfulness of the two brothers meant the people sitting had a pretty cosy evening. However, what surprised me the most was the celebrations on the streets after. Yes, it was a world cup, but It was the limited version of limited overs cricket. And the first world cup of its kind. Obviously I'm the only Grinch in town, you should have seen the streets last night. Absolutely packed with cars and people waving flags all over. It was like.... like... winning the Champions League or something as important! In other news I am now officially indifferent to most of my friends. It's not that I don't care about them, I just don't care generally. Too much effort to talk, keep in touch, Facebook, email, text, etc. So the ones who are still getting attention, good on you. I was just counting the people who I don't really know what to speak with and the list has gone beyond my 10 large fingers. So anyway, I guess this is a sort of apology to the ones who I haven't been keeping in touch with. I must say though, I do intensely dislike Ganesh Chaturti as it surely must be the only festival in the world where one wastes 10 bloody days not working very much. It really is a bit of a coincidence that my staff decide to be ill during these 10 days, especially the peons. I'm not against religious celebration, but does it have to be for so long? Although I'm not complaining today, it is the last day and hence most offices in Bombay are shut. Mine isn't, and I can see the foolishness in that. None of my staff have turned up, and I probably should head home after lunch. So essentially, a waste of a day as I didn't enjoy the holiday and didn't get any work done either ! But strangely, I don't care and I'm suspiciously happy. Must be the patriotism kicking in. Labels: Observations, Personal, Stuff