Rooney declares retirement

London. The most famous football club amongst Indian football lovers, Manchester United, also know as 'Red Devils', will miss out on Rooney when they play away to Sunderland this Saturday as he declared his retirement from club football today in a press conference held at Old Trafford. Sir Alex Ferguson, his childhood friend and his manager accompanied him as he could not stop himself from letting out all the emotions he had for United.

Rooney revealed in his shocking interview that he turned 60 last week and all those rumor's about he being in his early twenties were just to encourage young talent in United.He added," I always thought this was a ridiculous idea, and people would figure it out from my shiny forehead but SAF had faith in me and that's why I agreed to it". Rooney apart for his hair, has been loosing his touch as well lately. If sources from Rooney's million dollar mansion are to be believed, he has not been able to score off-field as well. Apparently Coleen was left unsatisfied by Rooney's moves and then made him take classes worth 1200 pounds . Frustrated, he scummed to circumstances.

SAF, who always had something to chew, was gum-less today. "We will surely miss Rooney, his experience.The way he linked himself to youngsters like Gigs, Scholes.But things are looking fine now.Even the bulgarian is scoring!".When we approached Berbatov to comment on Rooney's shocking exit, he seemed rather fascinated.'I mean yeah he was old and all... but i think it was more to do with me getting the ball now...I think he was just jealous!". Rooney has not yet decided on what he will pursue now, but is considering modelling as an option.Looks like it's hard to leave the 'Theatre of Dreams'.

Escorting giants to sue the government

New Delhi.Seems like there is no stopping CWG controversies.In the league of hat-ke case file's , the recent one was logged by the Escort giants, DesiHilton.DesiHilton has decided to sue the government, as one of their hot-shot hooker's was killed during the collapse of the footbridge in the CWG games village.For Chanda(name changed) who was only 21, it was just another ordinary day and was standing on her assigned location to lure foreign athletes and spectators.She was recently moved to this place by her firm seeking to make most of the CWG.But little did she knew,that the footbridge she stood under, was going to take her life. According to an eye-witness who was apparently checking her out and almost made his mind to pick her, "she was standing there looking totally babelicious under the bridge and all of sudden we heard some noise coming from the bridge structure. I thought it was just some terrorist attack or something, but to my surprise, the whole footbridge came down in seconds.I figured she might have been killed and made plans to go to GB road instead."

To add to the misery,DesiHilton has also claimed that a couple of other low-profile workers also got hurt and have severely damaged their faces.One higher official from DesiHilton who denied telling us his real name revealed that although these are minor injuries but face-value is very essential to our clients. "The entire team here is pissed off, screw CWG!", he added.

The government assured a big sum as compensation to the firm and clients as the girl had no family.One of her close friends Paro who is also her colleague said,'She considered her clients like family'. She went into tears remembering how passionate she was about her work.She added,'Many girls here considered her a role model'.Considering the criticality of the matter the government has appealed to the operation's team of CWG, to assure stability of structures at such important places.The initial CBI investigations claim that YoungIndians, rival firm for DesiHilton might have a hand in this conspiracy.Although, government has rejected all such claims. The government also made a humble request to girls like Chanda, to prefer open spaces rather than secluded sections of under construction bridges and fly overs.The local residents plan to have a peaceful candle march to India gate as a mark of protest this coming weekend.

P.S. Thanks Akshay for the input :P

Dabangg * *

People, this is what happens when you appreciate a film like 'Wanted'. Salman Khan is now the king of the genre called 'Hero-can-do-anything', which was invented by Rajnikant decades ago. I am sure Chulbul Pandey has done enough to embarrass the next in line 'Robot'. And not to mention, 'Most Wanted' is being scripted as you read this.

Dabangg is a story of a corupt police officer called Chulbul Pandey who right from his childhood is a very bindaas fearless guy,who hates his step-father-brother duo, who falls for a village hottie,who has a weird sense of romance and an alias-Robinhood.

Dabangg starts with a bangg(not a typo) when our Robinhood demonstrates his amazing gravity defying acts against a bunch of robbers. Tom cruise after 'Knight & Day' might be wondering,'May be this is the way it's done!'.Apart from the astounding action sequences, the movie has a few comic moments which includes the weird groove-moves when Chulbul dances, couple of good songs and a hot-hot item number by bhabhi.

I wonder do you need anything else to make people give a dekho to a movie these days. It's just sad.Nevertheless, Sonakshi Saxena is a cutie and is here to stay. She is not over shadowed by Salman in the flick and sticks her ground.To sum up, if you don't have anything to do this festive weekend, like million others, go for it. No blaming me, I watched it for the review !

Cheers

Singing in the Rain

Little drops of heaven,
embrace her body,
her eyes closed,hands wide,
she looks at the sky,
'So generous is the silver line'.

I envy those drops,
lingering down her face.
and this beautiful rain,
cuddling my darling grace.

Her smile, lights up the dark.
Her dance,ignites spark.

She turns to me,
calls with her eyes.
I run to her,
to be the blind side.
Hands in hand,souls overlap.
We dance to the rain,
singing, in the rain.

I go high with ecstasy,
oblivious to the pain,
only to realize,
it's just me and my desolation,
singing, in the rain.

My Dad

When I try to go back in time and recollect the oldest memory I have of him, I see a very serious, strict and honest Mathematician plainly dressed in formals teaching a bunch of kids. He had a passion for the subject and that's the only other thing he loved besides me and my mother.He was a man of principles.He didn't talk much though. And ergo, I didn't know many things about him that he should have told me long back.

The story that amazes the most me is his bicycle trip from Gwalior to Srinagar.Hell yeah, me not kidding.It's true to the core.He and couple of his school friends decided to make the most of the summer vacations.They planned a road-trip to Srinagar from Gwalior which rounds up to 1200 kilometers.Easier said than done.Sometimes i wonder how did he convince my grandparents. So, after everyone was on-board, they started their dream run. Every one in the gang was pretty excited.It didn't last very long though. Most of his friends gave up when they reached Agra which is like 100 odd kilometers from Gwalior.They returned to base camp.But i still cannot believe that my dad and one of his best friend Srikanth, decided to complete what they dreamed. They moved on. Cycling all day long and then haulting at some random house in some random village.In those days, people treated guests like gods. So it was easy to knock any door for food or shelter.Imagine doing the same today.

Keeping the momentum high, they finally reached Srinagar. I remember he showing me a certificate which he got from the Governor of Srinagar appreciating their amazing road-trip. They were also interviewed on the Radio which was quite a thing in those days. When I asked him how much money did Grandpa give to him when he started for Srinagar.Fifty rupees, he said. I spend the same amount when I take an Auto from office to my residence.Changing times.

Once I was talking to him about Jawaharlal Nehru. The topic came up as I was preparing to play Nehru in the Fancy Dress competition next day in school. He shocked me saying that he met Nehru once when he was in school. He said he was fortunate to get into this bunch of kids who were going to Delhi to see the parade on republic day. They all went their hoping to get a glance of that great leader.Disappointed then, they all decided to stand outside his residence. And when his vehicle arrived, Nehru seeing these many children awaiting him, came out to them and greeted them. That would have been some moment for him.

After completing his graduation, he went to the Vivekananda temple in Kanyakumari. There he used to teach Yoga and do a lot of social work. They used to provide food and a place to stay. He then went to the places in Assam and West Bengal for the same. I recently came across a book authored by a person who was then heading all such operations in Kanyakumari. It a collection of letters that he wrote to several people in his tenure. In one of the letters he wrote to my grandfather. It was more of a reply to my grandfather's letter who had requested them to let my father attend his sister's wedding.To my surprise, he was not willing to let my father go. He even praised the fact that my father didn't ask anything to him regarding this.I guess he was impressed by the commitment level.

My dad then after a couple of years, left that place. He developed this interest in teaching and wanted to pursue that as social work but the organization didn't accept his proposal.And given the pressure to start a family, he moved to a place Katni and joined a school.And then spent all his life teaching.Not just the subject.I always felt he was never after the money. He just wanted enough to fulfill our needs.He has given me whatever I asked for.I remember seeing him really excited at the thought of building a house of our own. He was so into making rough sketches of the plot, how the rooms will be and the garden of course. It was for this reason that he started taking tuition's as he realized his dream would require some money.For a couple of year he worked really hard for this. And then his dream started taking shape. We used to go there in the evening to water it everyday. He was so happy then. So were we.I was really proud of our house that he had build. He used to go there everyday. He always wanted to move there permanently when he retires.

But sadly that never happened.He was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma.A blood cancer. In spite of finding that out at an early stage, in spite of trying for almost two years, in spite of numerous sleepless nights which my mother spent, in spite of her giving away everything, in spite of we doing whatever we could have done, he left us. I had so many dreams for us. I wanted to give him all the happiness he deserved. He had worded so hard all these years so that i could have all that i asked him for. And when it was my turn to do all that, he left us. I am sorry dad, for what all I could not do. I will take good care of her. You need not worry.

Rest in peace.