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You assume a single posture throughout the Indian innings fingers crossed, ensuring you get cramps in your legs, bladder is full and finally credit your austerities for the big score India posted(yes, we are playing on Indian tracks) You skip a heart beat when an Indian nears a century You skip two when Sachin nears a century!! You watch Neo cricket’s stupid shows highlighting Indian old matches even if it is  Ind  vs  Zimbabwe  in 1997 or so! Further in such matches you can recognize players like Hemang Badani,Debashish Mohanty,Vijay Dahiya etc without looking at their  Jerseys ! You know who Vijay Bharadwaj is You know the ‘I love you Zaheer’ incidence India  needs 26 off 2 overs with Nehra and Munaf Patel on the crease. Somehow Nehra hits a six(Yes,he can!) You dance and actually confident that  India  will win it from here You believe  India  will chase 270+ in 50 overs or 180+ in T20 at an overseas bouncing wicket Your ex...

Mumbai has always been wearing the tag of a claustrophobic concrete jungle since many years. The enthusiastic but haphazard making of the city has left us striving for the elusive inch everywhere. Preservation of open spaces or their utilisation for recreational purposes increases the quality of the city lifestyle. But what we observe is   that Open spaces are a rarity nowadays. According to me, the key to make opens spaces available to Mumbaikars lies in the hands of Mumbaikars themselves! Careful planning and utilisation of space has become the need of the hour. In this era of 'redevelopment' all future projects should be in accordance with the civic authorities. Sector system as in Chandigarh or division into avenues can be implemented wherever possible. Multi-storeyed parking may seem far-fetched but in places like Malls and shopping centres it can save precious space. Architectural skills used in interaction with environmental conditions will give the city a pleasurable...

Hari Puttar (Note any resemblance to the popular children’s novel Harry Potter is purely intentional and NOT a coincidence!)             Hari was a simple boy going to an ordinary school.Only thing odd about him was a scar on his forehead and his spectacles.He lived with his uncle and aunt since his parents died when he was a child.They did not love him and used to lock him up in a room.             One day , a crow came from nowhere and delivered a letter to their house and while going back the crow dirtied his uncle’s head with what crows in India are best known for! The letter read ‘To Hari Puttar’ from ‘Jadoo ka Mantralaya’.Come to our Magic School by Hogwar express on Platform no 6 3/4 th .             “I have heard bout Haridwar express but Hogwar and Platform no 6 3/4 th ??” ,Hari wondered.He later packed his luggage...

‘BUZZZ’ goes the alarm and its time to wake up for the morning duty. Totally disregarding the final warning for ‘Coming sharp at 8.30am’ issued yesterday by your JR you press the snooze button for those precious extra 10 minutes. Much to your displeasure the stupid alarm does ring once again after 10 mins and its time to move your ass off the bed. Reluctantly you get up, finish all the essential morning activities, bathe as fast as possible (or skip it!!) and get ready to face the daunting task known as INTERNSHIP. First challenge you face is getting into the choc a bloc train itself. After leaving alone one or two trains you finally gather enough courage to board one. Same old daily routine journey leads you to the hospital. Once again you are in the wards exactly on (your own) schedule (which lags bout 1 hr from the others!) JR gives you the ‘Late again’ look and hands you the list of things to do. Let’s see ‘Hmmmm trace urine and stool reports, blood culture, blood collection, tak...

The word ragging is synonymous with professional courses,hostels and freshers. The recent incident at Naigaon hostel brings back memories of my 1 st   year M.B.B.S days spent at a hostel 500kms away from home. Even after experiencing it myself I cannot exactly define what is ragging even though it is omnipresent in hostels. Every fresher is asked his introduction and a brief peek into his personal life like number of girlfriends etc. The variety of methods of ragging itself make the situation dicey. While the law recognises ragging as a crime one should understand the psychology and hierarchy of the hostelite who ‘rags’ juniors. The simple reason given is we rag juniors because we were ragged when we were one. Most of the times there is no intention of harming the juniors. ‘Introduction’ is the essence of hostel life. There are even instances of juniors actually enjoying the experience themselves with all the mimicry, enactments and mud slinging on each other. After recounting how ...