Et tu, Atticus?

It was all very Coppola-esque and Puzo-id in its operatic intrigue and imagery. Like when the hatchet men were dispatched to take care of business during the baptism of Connie Corleone’s baby daughter, the family decided to settle matters as the nation was reveling in the grand ceremony unfolding at Mumbai’s own gleaming new cathedral, [...]

The loss of cricket’s cadence (Cricinfo)

Published in Cricinfo Magazine, July 2009 Distance abetted by obscurity can sometimes be a gift. Residing in Toronto, Canada, I am blessed with cricket coverage that should make viewers worldwide salivate in envy: I watch cricket free of commercials.

Dil pe mat le yaar…

Shah Rukh, methinks you are getting your knickers all up in a knot about Sunny’s barbs at John “Buck” Buchanan’s latest eruption. An eruption like that of geysers at national parks around the world, you know. Ones that shoot out hot air and gases into the atmosphere like clockwork at regularly spaced intervals. And there [...]

Stop pissing in my coffee (Cricinfo)

Published on Cricinfo in March, 2009:

“I do, and will bear a grudge against everyone who has been an accomplice in this crime of allowing these people to lay siege to my other side too. The one I had taken refuge in. Every single one of them. All the lawyers, financiers, diplomats, lobbyists, MBA wielding cardboard cutouts, businessmen, power mongers, politicians, dictators, hoodlums, ass kissers and boot lickers. There you go. I have pretty much listed the motley crew of people who are guilty of depriving me of a very simple pleasure that I had planned on relying on. A pleasure that they weren’t even supposed to be able to get their dirty paws on. The only problem here is that the same motley crew forms the list of office bearers of the collection of boards and organizations that are in charge of administering the very game we all care about.”

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