A nation that forgets its martyrs will itself soon be forgotten...

           I love Indian Army not only because that they protect us from enemies. It is also because of the sacrifice of every individual in the army and the attitude towards the nation as a whole. One soldier wrote to his Mom, “Maa, Tum dekhna, ek din aisa kaam karunga, sari duniya main mera nam hoga”. You know what happened to the life of that soldier? He was killed in an Ambush by the Pakistan army and they did the worst possible thing on him which they could only do. They had carved out his eye balls with knives. They drilled his ear drums with hot iron rode, they chopped off his genitals and broke every born and did whatever they could.  Sounds horrible no? But it was what the Pakistan soldiers did against a human being who was unfortunately selected in Indian Army, Mr. Captain Sourabh Kalia. This incident happened in the year 1999.

          After 12 years his poor father is still fighting in the court for the justice. Imagine a Dad receiving his child’s dead body in worst condition, one could never imagine. Poor father is not getting any support from the ministry. Remember Captain Sourabh kalia was not a normal soldier. He had lead many out ambushes, had killed terrorists, militants. Sourabh was a great strategist as well. That reason was pretty enough for the Pakistan bastards to do such a devilish thing to him. No country in the world is permitted to do such an act on any of the enemy soldier. They can kill him in a war but cannot kill him as they killed Sourabh. International community also seems forgotten the case. But how a father would tolerate with it?

             Respective ministry should take this case forward so that Poor father of Sourabh Kalia would get justice and no other military man would ever get such a treatment from Pakistan soldiers [I pray none of our soldiers get in to their traps next time]. Imagine if Indian Army had done the same on a Pakistani soldier. In the first place no Indians would ever do such an act. We are not heartless butchers after all. But just imagine. Whole world would come against India. Now see, when India is in the receiving end, no one is really keen to get involved. Army men are those who without minding their life; safe guarding us all from the evil forces. They keep peace inside the country by forgetting their family, friends, loved ones etc. They are the supreme most persons who deserve honors before any individual in India. So next time, when you see an Army man, Just salute and greet them with a “Bharath Matha Ki Jai”. For them, your Bharath Matha Ki Jai is always above 10000 billion crore Rupees.

BHARATH MATHA KI JAI…

Thanks for your time

Sharath Muthirakkal

Attention Passengers...

    "Attention Passengers" would be the beginning of the any railway announcement in India. If they here this, foreigners would think that Indian Railway is too cautious and taking so much care for the passengers to be board in the train, which we Indians alone would call as 'Train'. Most of the times the so called 'Attention Passengers' announcement would be aired to inform the passengers that, their train would be late for another couple of hours. One should be really lucky to get his/her train on time in India !
    If we get our train on time we have to negotiate with lot of other things inside the train. For instance,FOOD; One of the basic needs, Sometimes they would supply horrible food inside the train. Loos-motion, food poisonings etc are normal things which would follow after a meal or two inside Indian Railway.If you are really lucky, you would even get cockroaches inside your meal pack, that too freaking ALIVE !! And if one wants to taste the worlds' worst vegetable cutlet, Chicken Biriyani etc, No kitchen in the world than Indian Railway's kitchens would better supply it.
         Now about some facilities offered inside the train. To be specific, inside the toilet ! You would never find a foreign railway network which provide passengers inside, with an opportunity to express their creativity to make their train journey a memorable one. Indian railway is a perfect example for that. All toilet walls are freely given to the passengers to express their feelings. some would write some excellent quote, some would draw some nude picture and explain each and every part of it more perfectly than your biology teacher, Some would prefer to write down girls' cell numbers. They say call girls, but majority of such numbers would be the numbers of  innocent girls who had refused a valentine's day gift or a proposal. And some political party fights would be seen on those walls as well. What else people need to have a NICE JOURNEY ??
        In every boggy you will find warning sticker pasted on the wall against smoking and drinking inside the train. Yet someone would make a boggy or at least their seat and surroundings a BAR inside. They will drink, sing horrible songs and smoke as if they are in a bar. Shukriya Indian Railway for an attached bar, Creativity boosting toilet wall [Creativity hub!], Ass-Leaking food and beverages. SHUKRIYA !!

Come on India Dhikado...

                When I was in 5^th standard, I used to watch one advertisement with more than 100% interest. I didn’t understand the dialogues in the Ad.  But I loved that Ad like anything. It was Official Wills video. The scene of the Ad would begin with mob stepping out of a cricket stadium with their hopes buried in the gallery as India in the verge of losing a match. Arun lal’s commentary would be played in the background. Here goes Arun Lal, “Have a look at this, India is going to face the toughest situation. Game is down to the wire, And as India’s hopes are less, people started moving out after firing the posters of team India on the stands. It is a big task, Can they pull it off?”As fans rushing out side, One guy in Red and black strips full sleeve T-Shirt seems running in the Stadium by pushing the crowd which comes in his opposite direction. As he reaches the gallery he jumps like a monkey on the boundary grills in the gallery and started roaring ‘COME ON INDIA DHIKADO’. Then Sachin turned back at the gallery. In fact all Indian players started feeling something different and finally Anil Kumble took the last wicket to make India victorious. Throughout the Ad, ‘Come on India song’ would be played. That singer in the video would be continuously asking all the team to show ‘Some will’!

          Where is our team standing now guys?

ICCI ranking system would say us that, we are in 3d position in the ICCI ranking. But are we delivering results? We played 7 tests and lost all the matches. When we lost 4 matches in England fans thought that it was a bad omen. After that India came back well in the home serious against West-Indies. It was tour down under in Australia waiting us. We lost terribly in the first match in Melbourne. I never thought India could lose a game like that. We were almost there to win a game but team India lost it like anything. Then we thought it was a starting trouble and team would strongly come back in Sydney. But I have never seen India performing like this on the field. All bowlers struggled and Michael Clarke hit his maiden 300 in Sydney and Team India’s irresponsible kind of batting invited another massive innings defeat.

Then we thought in Perth we would pull back. But I still wonder why India didn’t play Aswin there. Yet we thought we would show some positive intent in the game. Pitch in Perth lived up to it’s expectation that the ‘Courtyard of batsmen’. Team India were restricted to their lowest total in the series so far and Australia took a massive lead of 200 plus as Warner made a quick centaury. India’s reply was positive but soon started going back to the pavilion one by one. Rahul Dravid and Virak Kohli resisted but it was not enough and team India lost the game for an innings and 35 runs.

                    Now we know what would happen. All the media would ask for Dhoni’s head and couple of seniors’. But is that the right step we have to take. Let me ask you one question, Is Team India’s new coach doing something great? Garry Kirsten never behaved like a coach in the dressing room. He was one among the members of the team. He listened to the problems of the players and improved the performance of each and everyone. Finally Garry helped Team India to lift the World Cup 2011. He then, left to South Africa to coach his own national team. Look at the improvement of current South African national team. Srilanka has been squeezed by the hosts in the quick surface in South Africa.

Is there a Garry Kirsten in India?

                       Yes, we have a left hander former captain who had shown the guts to remove his shirts to celebrate a memorable victory in the Mecca of cricket, The Lords.

                     Yes I am talking about the fearless tiger of Bengal, Ever green and uncrowned prince of Calcutta, Mr. Sourav Ganguly. Ganguly is the cleverest captain India had ever seen. If Ganguly can coach team India it would be a new beginning in the history of Indian cricket. No Australia.. NO South Africa would dare to challenge India.

                      Now we can hope for the best from team India in the remaining tests in Australia. Yes Indian tigers are wounded. Australia must be seriously aware of this. Let us hope for the best. Let us support our team. Our Men in Blue..

 Thanks for your time

Sharath Muthirakkal

0.25 out of 100...

  I agree that there would be friends who are so close to each other. But I seriously doubt there would be someone like me and Sharon, who had ever shared the lowest mark in the history of Mathematics. Yes guys we scored freaking 0.25 out of 100. I still remember that evening, Murali sir was giving out the Maths answer sheets. He would be giving it from the top marks to the lowest. That reason was pretty enough for us to have fun. We were aware of the fact that our papers would be seeing the lights at last. Murali sir reached in 50s. But who cared. We were chit chating with girls and throwing paper balls at random friends. Sir reached in 30s. We didn't mind at all. Sharon took a mirror from somewhere[ a small one] and started reflecting the sun light on the pretiest girls in the class. He would be focusing the beam on a girl and would be narrating something on that particular girl. Like, 'see Sharath this girl is having the biggest boobs among the girls', That girl used to release bad gas during the class' and other funny comments [I still wonder how did this duffer know about the 'bad gas' scenario !]. I laughed at his joke and noted Murali Sir's 'Avante oru chiri' kind of stare at me.
Meanwhile Murali Sir reached in 20s. We were happily tearing the papers and making the balls and throwing at our friends. Fuck !! One guy has hit the Jack pot. He had scored 100 out of 100. One of our good friends. Meerej did it. I congratulated him. To me Meerej was just like someone who had reached on the top of the everest in a day. 100 out of 100 OHH God. Serious talent.
Finally Murali sir, started giving the papers of below 10marks. We were eager to be called. 7, 6., 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,
Fuck !! I pinched Sharon on his thighs. Sharon gave me a silly look with a funny smile. I liked it and started smiling at him. Then Murali sir called Sharon's name
Shaaaaaroooonnn : 0.25 out of 100

I laughed..Almost rolled on the floor and laughed.

Then he called my name.

Sharathhhh: I stood up and looked at the class as if I had scored full marks in the taughest maths examination of Cambride Unversity and Murali sir gave me the paper. I had a looked at it and started laughing more and more. we had same marks. Same freaking 0.25 out of 100.

Any how we managed to pass the +2 board mathematics examination. Just passed.

Now Sharon is in UK working with a company, That too in Olympics village. BHAGYAVAAAAN :)

I am with the New indian express.

Those school days, Especially Murali Sir's Maths classes were the most enjoyed sessions. Because. We didn't understand anything and we played around.

Anyway brother, Sharon Miss you man.. Love you big time. Hugs kisses...

The chennai FILTER COFFEE...

                           If you ask me whether Indian Premier League (IPL) has made any contribution to our National Cricket Team I would say, yes, but only a few contributions which could be calculated in less than five fingers. You might have enjoyed those massive sixes of Chris Gayle, Adam Gilchrist, Robin Uthappa, Sachin Tendulkar, Virendra Segwags of the world. You might have cheered when you saw the timber flying all over the ground in the bowling of Lasith Malinga, Lakshmipathi Balaji, Harbhajan Singhs of the world. But one question can you say by putting your right hand across your chest that, you have enjoyed watching this fast and furious format of the Cricket called ‘T20’. Former Indian cricketer Ravi Shastri is publicizing this format as if he had born while his mom was watching a T20 match. I am not writing this post to express my views on T20. I just want to express my takes on two players who have noted in short span by whole cricket world.

                          One among them is Mr. Ravichandran Aswin. I don’t know what made me his fan, whether his innocent look or the exclusive carom balls which are unplayable. To be very frank I am not a Chennai Super Kings (CSK) fan. But yet I watch all of their matches. Just to see this man bowling. One thing I liked about his captain Mahendra Singh Dhoni is that, he use Aswin in the power play overs where only two fielders are outside the 30 yard circle. Yet Aswin pick wickets at a very low economy rate. Aswin is the only bowler after Wasim Akram, who made me feel that, in every ball this guy is going to pick wicket. Aswin in his early days was a footballer. He used to hit the ball hard. But as I always say God had different plans for that footballer kid and he made his way to the Tamilnadu State Ranji Trophy team in no time. Aswin was picking wicket as though batsmen had no bat in their hand to defend his Off break / Carom balls. He confuses batsman with his simple yet very cool balling action. His ball would pitch where exactly batsman would find it difficult to choose a defense shot or an attacking shot to be played. And after pitching nobody in this world than Aswin know in which way it would turn. That is the skill of this ‘IPL discovery’. Remember what happened in Mohali while India was playing against Australians in World Cup Semi final 2011, When Shane Watson started picking Indian quickies; Dhoni threw the 10 over old new ball to Aswin. Aswin did what exactly his caption and 100 million Indians wanted. A ball pitched in half volley length turned exactly opposite to the brainwave of Shane Watson and stuck his pad. “Howzzzzzzaaaaatttt….”  Entire stadium roared, umpires’ index finger gone straight and looked at the sky. Watson found it difficult to believe. And India won the game.

                              Throughout the World cup Dhoni used Aswin as an opening bowler. You know in ODIs mandatory power play is for 10 overs which would extend to 15 if fielding team takes bowling power play in next 5 overs. Aswin had never disappointed his captain and always given some bonus in terms of early breakthroughs. Aswin is not only a bowler but alson a guy who is capable of using the long handle effectively. It is not always you would find Indian selectors choosing Aswin and Rahul Sharmas of the world over Harbhajan Singh. Aswin and Rahul were in the test and ODI squad of Indian team for the Westindies.  Cricket fans of across the world were waiting Sachin to hit his 100^th ton but had witnessed a tall guy who had batted in No. 7^th position in the batting order striking a magnificent hundred to save team India from a losing stage and  making them victorious. Aswin was among the pick of the wickets after that series. He bagged a handful 21 wickets which included a lot of front and middle order wesindians.

                              Aswin was the guy Team India looking for who could pick up wickets and capable of creating a twist in the game with both bat and ball. They got a bowler who deliver results and a batsman who is technically as strong as a middle order batsman who could save the team in any other bad situation.

                             Thanks IPL. Had not IPL find guys like Rahul and Aswin I would have stopped watching it long back. Thanks for this contribution. 

                              Sorry guys could not write about Rahul in this particular post. Space issues, you know? Next time it would be none other than Rahul Sharma.

Happy Reading :)

Thanks for your time

Sharath Muthirakkal

Jango's letter to the Top-Management: 10% truth and 90% drama...

Jango pk
Employee Num: 00000
Marketing Executive
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The Deputy General Manager HRD
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Head office

Respected Sir,
       I seek your permission in submitting the explanation, in reply to the notice No. 2333/to/2011 dated 12/12/2011.
      It is most respectfully submitted that(Drama), I hadn't been willfully absenting from duty unauthorisdly as alleged in the notice. I had planned for a pilgrimage to Sabarimala on fulfillment of a prayer made by my mother in terms of my MBA course, marking the termination of academic activities.The proposal of the program was informally conveyed to the respected Unit Cheif (Remember him HUH!!) as well as other colleagues. I was also observing penance as a prelude to the pilgrimage. This being my innigs journey to Sabarimala, I was required to undergo the ritual of seeking blessings of elderly persons from my meternal and peternal side, living scattered in various places, before leaving for the pilgrimage. Accordingly I had planned to take leave from 9/12/11 afternoonand leave for home. And from there to proceed to Sabarimala. Therefore I had presented the leave application before the Unit Cheif (Whom I wanted to make 10billion pieces and paste with fevicol and stuff there on the wall of central prison) and saught his permission to leave the office.
      Even though he had expressed his dislike in recommending the leave, I pleaded (Mega lie!
)that the program had been finilized in anticipation of sanction and I be allowed to proceed as proposed and complete the journey to Sabarimala. I had also placed the request before the respected (Undo?? Evide!! Winks!) General Manager over phone at the instance of the Unit Cheief ( Unit Cheif... Huh UNIT KOPPPP).
    I had completed the pilgrimage and returned home on 16/12/11 to recieve a notice from my college requiring me to participate in the convocation and passing out ceremony of Final ------- Students on 17/12/11. Participation in the function was stated mandatory (Wasn't it? Winks again). Accordingly I had attened the college on 17/12/11 from where I had recieved the notice under reference; Calling for explanation (Fishing Explanation!!).
It is most humbly submitted (Badayi of the year!) that, I had no intention of defying my superiors and to proceed on leave without authority. Being a new entrant in the company service, I am not well versed with the regulations in availing leave. I was under the impression that, the application for such an austere and auspicious ground will get assent on the part of the respectful authorities as a matter of routine. It is submitted that, I may kindly be excused if unknowingly I had created an impression of having absented from duty without authority. I seek your apology (At your face; PODA PULLEEE !!) sir in having cost the inconvenience.
      And in all humbleness (Badayi of the coming year !! ) request that I may be exempted from disciplinary proceedings. Allow me to reiterate that, such lapse will never occur in future. Anxiously waiting for your favors. ( OHHHHHH PINNEEEE !!! )

Jango KP




Thanks For your time
Sharath Muthirakkal

Jango in trouble - In the verge of losing his job...

           That very day Jango was truly excited. He was missing home for a long time and planned to take half day off to leave his home town by the afternoon train. He finished his daily routines in swift. Jango had to pack the whole room which is a total mess, inside two travel bags. He had done it too. Jango was about to lock the room. Fuck! He couldn’t find the lock and key which he kept on the table last night. He searched everywhere. Even in toilet. I don’t know you all are known to a proverb, Kuntham poyal, Kudathilum thappanam.. Poor Jango couldn’t find it anywhere. For the next 15 minutes Jango literally became a rat and ran every look end corner of the room. He had to go through the newspapers, waste papers, plastic covers which had been thrown all over. Finally he got the lock and key which was hanging against the wall and compressed against his bed. It didn’t take him too much to leave the place. Jango had his music on when he was in the bus and that song in ‘Spadikam’.. Ormakal… Ormakal.. was haunting him like anything.

                He reached his office on time. And felt the day so cool and fantastic. He knew that he had an appointment by 11’O’ Clock. And the place where he has to go to was just a stone throw away. Jango started reading a book and his manager came. You remember his manager eh?. That old man, who drink inside his cabin and spit all over the floor, Immediately the manager asked Jango , by what time is the appointment. He said by 11. His manager just murmured and left the scene. Jango wished he could hear his manager. When it was 10.40 his manager started literally barking at him for not going to meet the client. Jango tried to explain that the appointment  is by 11am. But all his efforts were in vein as his manager went on barking.  Jango didn’t mind it. Kurakkum patti kadikkilla ennanallo!!.  Who cares? He moved out immediately to the client’s place.

            He was there on time in client’s office on time. But the person he was supposed to meet went outside for some Poojas. Jango wondered why people do poojas by making someone wait. He told in the reception that he would meet the respective person in 40 minutes and left to his lodge. Jango wanted to wear his brand new woodlands shoes instead of the slippers he was wearing. Jango reached a traffic signal where he found out a straight bus which would take him to his lodge in 15 minutes. He ran like anything and almost reached the door. Fuck!! Green signal on! Jango jumped inside but the timing of his jump was wrong and he fell down on the road. No injurie!  Ishoye nee kaathu!!. But in a fraction of a second jango felt cool air brushing his inner thighs. He noticed some girls laughing at him. Jango looked at his united color of Benetton jeans. He couldn’t look at it again. It was torn. Like shit it was torn!!. Jango wanted to kill that bus driver, wanted squeeze that traffic operator who just in wrong time lit the green light, wanted to smack that sales man  in United color of Benetton showroom, who said him that the stitching of the jean is extra perfect. Like Sidin Vadukut wrote, Jango felt, as whole world slapped across his face and ran away laughing like Jagathi Sreekumar.

                     Jango had to catch up an auto to his lodge and he left the place after changing his dress and wearing woodlands. He headed to that client’s place only to find out that that person would be late for another 2 hours or so. Jango had a train leaving by 2.00pm, so he could not wait for that guy (Mother chood!) as it was almost 12.45pm. He rushed back to office and filled up the leave application form. Everything seemed to be fine till that moment except the ‘jean incident’. When he approached his manager, that bugger asked him to leave only on the next day. Jango couldn’t bear it. He wanted to place his manager’s head in that fax machine and fax it to the head office. He called the HR lady who had given him the posting letter and asked her what to do. She was an Aaaarthi pandaram !! She said she is going to have lunch. When some people get fire on their ass, somebody would be often there to laugh. Jango couldn’t wait. He called his General Manager to discuss the same. He said his GM that the unit manager is not giving him the permission to go home. Jango told him that he is a swamy and going Sabarimala on day after tomorrow. Then that bastard asked jango to leave office only in the evening and came back on day after tomorrow. Fucker might have thought Jango was planning to go sabarimala in Jet airways??

                        Then the manager asked Jango whether he has any interest to work with the same company. Jango said he didn’t say anything sort of that. Suddenly his GM asked him to resign and leave if he wants to take off for 3 days. By the time Jango lost his control and said his GM that, that particular company is not the last company for him and there are other companies across the world as well. He hung the call and chose to leave the messy place. His fellow worker also came along with Jango to have lunch. He advised Jango how to move a complaint, what should and should not be included, how the system works with the company etc. Jango felt as if his elder brother giving some valuable instructions. He loves that fellow so much. Jango finally left the place.

                   He may lose his job. But the last thing Jango wanted to happen would be working with the same manager. But Jango is still super cool. He knows what to do. He wants to teach that manager a lesson. If things are moving against his favor he would certainly resign from the company. Yet he loves the company and its culture. Only thing he hates is the work culture in his office and his manager’s dirty behavior. But Jango would miss that fellow worker, unbelievable, super cool brother.

                 This is not the end of the story. Later.. Later ;)

Thanks for your time.

Sharath Muthirakkal