From World Cup to office responsibilities to domestic works , it has been a hectic week . So there was little time to think and to pen down the thoughts . The World Cup has now become interesting and India has finally returned to its form ! The form of making easy matches look difficult, creating a thriller of a one-sided match,struggling to achieve victory, and in this process causing panic among the team , forcing them to take chances and finally losing the games ( or sometimes winning them fortunately ! ) . After the last match between Indian & South Africa, a lot of criticism has gone to captain M.S.Dhoni, more than he can digest . He has been blamed for poor batting, taking the singles instead of smashing boundaries, giving more strike to tailenders than himself and finally giving the last over to Ashish Nehra instead of Harbhajan Singh . Easier said than done ! The critics almost forgot his good decisions after winning the toss, dedicated wicket-keeping, a splendid stump out and a run out ! Playing before 55,000 audience under so much pressure is never an easy task. As I have mentioned in one of my earlier posts , there will always be regrets in every field be it exams, interviews, meetings and the like but we can only do the best we can do in that situation . There is another interesting angle to this. Don`t forget our forgetful nature ! One good match , one good performance and Dhoni will be the hero again . Such is the irony of Cricket. And I love this game .
My sense of ethics constantly scold me for ignoring the value of a care that is due to those who brought me into this world . If I were to note my regrets, they would most certainly be the loss of opportunity in spending more time with my father and mother . After finishing my 12th Std. , I chose to pursue my graduation from Delhi.( But I must convey my sincere thanks to my then mentor Mr. Anupam Thapa who counselled me to move to Delhi ) And there has been no turning back ever since . My next destination was Pune for MBA, later to Hyderabad for the first job, then to Jaipur , a short stint at Shimla-Solan and then to Mumbai . Well almost ! During these years I have , lesser intentionally and more unintentionally, missed so many birthdays, anniversaries , the joys, the sicknesses , the festivals and much more . My parents celebrated their 35th marriage anniversary on 9th March`2011 and I could only wish them over phone as always much to my regret and theirs . An interesting illustration : My father had to move out of Nahan ( his native place ) to Shimla for work. But his brothers ( my Chacha`s ) continued to work at Nahan and stayed with my grandparents and so my grandparents gradually developed a feeling of neglect for my father and his family . A soft corner for my Uncles and their kids and a cold heart for Papa and us . Years later history repeats itself and I find myself in the same position now. Manya has never experienced the love and company of grandparents . Nidhi and myself also miss their presence in our day to day life . The question now arises Who is to be blamed for this ? The parents for being biased to the children who are with them and against those who are away. Or the children who preferred to settle with their jobs giving no heed to the care of the parents ???? For my particular case: I am ready to take the blame on me. May be I could take better decisions on my career and still make it without staying away . But then thats life, dear friends ! While I am sure that Amit, my brother will take good care of my parents when they need it the most , I hope and pray that my parents do join me after they retire from their respective services so that I can contribute my bit as well . Dear Papa, Mummy : May you be able to forgive me for my mistakes and give me, Nidhi and Manya the love that , we think, we deserve . Amen !
As usual, A piece of poetry from a Bon Jovi song :
Well I'm so far away the step that I take is on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night
To see through this pay phone
Still I run out of time or it's hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes and whisper baby blind love is true.
Tonight I won't be alone
But you know that don't mean I'm not lonely
I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I'd die to defend
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as your Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses .
Wishing you lots of luck to handle the blames , I remain,
Yours Truly,
Munish .
" And When your fears subside, but shadows still remain,
I know that you can love me, when there is no one left to Blame . " - Guns n Roses
