What a Mighty fall

Australia, Manchester United...what do they have in common....
Winning streak, champions, great team........arrogance,attitude, unruly pride...
Well narrowing down more on this....both were kicked out without any mercy.
What would be the best example. Well this would the T20 world cup match and the UEFA cup final.
Australia were and are known to be the worlds best team and had everyone follow them. They boasted to have the best players and probably the best management. But this very pride and arrogance of being the best without any modesty made them to pack their bags and prepare for the Ashes. They had an experience when India had cut their winning streak and also England bashing them up to regain their ashes. From the first match, it was evident from all the team mates that they could easily surpass the West Indies players, who later showed them who's got a experience in cricket [Not to forget that cricket is a lifeline in the Caribbeans]. Today the Lankan Lions held their ground and devoured the kangaroos. They held their head high.

Manchester United. How can a ManU, as it is called, fan can forget the humiliating defeat it suffered at the hands of Barcelona. ManU played the UEFA cup final, which is known to be the coveted cup as it decides the European Champions, with its full team. Where as the Barca played with its rounded up squad. No one actually were confident about them. The betting companies across the Europe made fortunes as people betted heavy on ManU and later all went into the drain. It seemed that the Spanish lions came, roared and tammed the english pussies.....

This is called a might fall.....

Time and moment

For my sweetheart. I know I am miles away...but I am always there with you.....you are my time and you are my moments........

i was travelling in time and space
to an unknown destination
gathering moments writing
the chronicles of my time
losing hope just as time
matching fate to it
but then....and then...i met some one
probably THE ONE
charming, fascinating
more than enchanting
that was it
my time and moments frozen for it
searching for the warmth in it

but i reliased that i made a mistake to search
the moment was you and the time was you
the time and the moment got melt down
you were no where to be there

i was broken down to the pieces
the time and the moment were just a imagination to me
i searched you here
i searched you there
then i realised how i far i came
more than i can come back

i asked him
i asked them
i forgot to ask the inner being
you were part of me
i thought i wasted the time and moments
but it was really worth of it
i knew the true meaning of you.
this is how much i love you
you are worth of time and moments of the chronicles of my life.........

Considering One

Considering One...... Will I speak of the Lord Almighty or speak about some powerful being. No, here "one" refers to the number one. Hey don't ever come to any sort of conclusions. I am not here to speak about my arithmetic knowledge which i am fairly bad at. I am going to speak about the importance of the number "One" in our life. We all have read the email which was in the circulation discussing about the importance of the number one for a mother, athlete, student and list would go on...... I never cared for such facts in my life. But today, I think I had my share of coming close to the truth that it is indeed important...the number one. I received my report card two days back and to my surprise I found that I failed in a coursework, which I was confident of getting across. I scored 39 marks in it. "Just falling short of ONE mark". Basically, I am a lazy bag, and I spend my free times lying on bed and on my lappy. But the very fear of losing out for a mark made me jump out of cozy bed and rush to college....braving the harsh English weather on the Wednesday morning. For the first time the 'little one' mark difference seemed to be a mile away. Previously, when I used to come across the discussions that my friends and fellow students back in my engineering days had about how they lost the markings for a mark....I used to reassure that it was just a mark and the difference is little. But now I feel how important is that one mark. I was so down with it. Many of my friends told me that it is a matter of one mark and they might put you across the line. This time I was at the receiving end....... Many thoughts came running to me........I was scared....of losing my self confidence. It was about the failure. I was battling hard to come over it. In this fight, a thought about failures came into my pea sized brain. The saying goes this way: "The mountains of success rises from the valley of failures" This particular line gave me immense strength. It is true. Failures are reminders and teachers. More we fail, more we learn to fight back and win. To jump to heights of success we need to first touch the ground. This little one mark showed me its might. It was a difference between a valley to the mountain peak.