My tribute to the GOD of Cricket

I have heard many players and fans quoting so many about Sachin. I thought I should lend my part to it as well. So here goes my tribute to the man himself:

'For a few, God works in heaven! For the rest, he plays cricket for India!'

'In India even atheist believe in GOD!'

'The toughest things on a cricket pitch is umpiring when Sachin bats, as its not easy to accept that GOD makes mistakes!'

:)

Something New Abt Me!

About me! - Telling this in an interview or writing it in a social network is not easy for many! This is my version of it -

"I am not a nerd! but loves to learn anything new and interesting. I am not a narcissist! but always confident in what I do. I am not Steve! but loves to innovate. I am not Tim Brown! but loves design thinking. I am not Google! but would like to be loved. I am not a smiley! but really enjoys my life with a smile. I am not Bill! but loves philanthropy, politics and technology. I am not Freud! but likes understanding you. I am not Pandora! but loves music. I am not Gandhi! but loves peace and simplicity. I am not Warren! but would love to foresee. I am not Yahoo! but loves to 'THINK BIG'. I am not open source! but quite open. Enough of my not's! I am Vignesh Venkataraman! and I like to make some difference to the world by negating some 'not's!"

PS: Sorry for this time pass post! But anyways something to share! :)

A Small Tribute to a Big Man

These men lead their lives by saving men in the process burn themselves. They are ones who give rebirth to so many lives. These men are the most courageous personnels I had known. These men don’t see caste creed to help. These men are best at management and planning in a crisis situation. These men are the ones who are angels in this world, more than the doctors whom today work only for money. But still no one wants to take it a profession, why think about it a profession, we don’t even remember them, we are never proud of them. I was too till a few hours back. Be it the WTC collapse, be it the terror attack in Bombay, they were the ones who without even a second thought about themselves served us all. You should have understood that I am talking about none other than the Fire-fighters.

When my emotions are flowing high, when my thoughts are pondering all over the past, when my eyes are filled with tears, when there are no words flowing, when I am all alone on the other corner of this world. I wish to write this for you.

On the day when I lost one of proud Fire fighters of the yester-years(he would be proud to know that I have addressed him this way :'( ), who till the very end used to proudly boast to anyone he encounters, as ” I am Subramanian, Retried District fire officer”. I have never seen a person at the age 80, do this. Such was his love for the profession he was in. Everyone today who hears this, might say “What is he boasting, as if he was the CEO of Microsoft”, never saw the immense satisfaction he has got out of his work through the years, and commitment he had, which not a even close to anyone I can think of. I have never seen him sit idle till the age of 75. A man who was wise enough even at the age of 90, to say ‘Thank-you’ and ‘Sorry’ to us, a man who was the most systematic, which in today’s world no one could even appreciate, a man who had immense will power, which I always admired, a man with such linguistic competence which I don’t have studying in US of A and to have studied in English as the medium of instruction for so many years, whose ‘thanks-giving speeches’ we can never forget, a man who never ever wanted to disturb anyone for the sake of him, and a man who till the last date lived the way he was . A man of conviction and love, which I have seen in very few. I cannot forget the days when you gave yourself for paati’s (grandma’s) last years, when I understood what love was, not the ones you see in park, beach and movies. I am not able to forget the joy in his face when he sees the entire family at a place, which taught me so many lessons. I miss you a lot Thatha. :’(

You were my best friend when I was 1 yr old, when I wouldn’t have realized anything. The days when you had taken me for a walk, and the scolding you get from my appa and amma, for getting me chocolates which I would have insisted you to buy, which you would never reveal. The days when I used to sleep on you. The days when you brought me from school in a bicycle. The days you asked me my marks and was proud of it. The days when you took me to medical shops and auto drivers near-by and introduce me to them as your grandson. The days I have seen you doing your work and never asked for any help. :’( You were my first roomie and talked about so many things before me going to college. You were the reason for me to get in BITS, when you always prayed for me to get there, even when things were so boggled up, I still remember the words you said “Onaku anga dhan kadaikum, enkitta anga poganumnu sonnala” (“You will surely go there only, coz you told me you wanted to go there”). You proudly sent me to America, Anga vandhu paakara varaikumaavadhu nee irundhurkalmey thatha. :’( Last days la kooda ennala paakamudiyalaye unna :’(

The days I can never forget in my life still fresh in my, living with my thatha, a great human being who lived such a simple life. I love you a lot thatha and miss you a lot too. I learnt a lot from you thatha, and cannot accept that you are not there, whenever I think about it, I hear an inner voice which says I am here only, I will be here with you, don’t cry. For all you have done for me, I will surely make you proud thatha!

:’(

To G.Subramanian, Retried District Fire Officer

With Loads of tears,

Vignesh