I love my city and normally I would be singing praises of my city and tell you how AWESOME it is. I would be telling you that, I think Hyderabad is one of the best cities in India. I would be saying that, we have a perfect balance between tradition and modernity. I would be talking about all great historic marvels like Charminar, Golconda Fort, Mecca Musjid, Falaknuma Palace and
IPL has kick started yesterday and so has my craze. Wait, I stand corrected. My craze hasn’t kick started but increased. I am always crazy about cricket. It’s one of those things that makes me forget everything else and just keeps me glued; I guess that’s a total Indian thing. Cricket is more than a religion in our country. Out of like billions of people I guess there would be
Yippee! We won!! DC are the Champs!! Gilly is the Golden Player! The match started with my worst nightmare i.e to see Gilly get out for a duck. I know lighting doesn’t strike twice but i was so hoping it does. Its said that cricketers are superstitious. Like Sachin wearing his left pad first, dada carrying a pic of his guru in his pocket. I remember Sachin staying in the bathroom and staying put there till
My TV has gone for repair and things are getting boring down here. I miss my TV. I miss watching my favorite shows and most of all I miss watching the IPL matches. I feel like I am missing something major. I guess I am one of those kinds in whose daily routine watching IPL are added. I don’t know what I will do when IPL gets over. I will think
