After having watched a very "enthu" movie..a long time after Lagaan, my friend and I got the tickets for Chak De India... The movie was good, and quite un-characteristic of a Hindi movie...just with that one number.. the stadium, oh am sorry the whole theatre went roaring..Chak De....Oh chak de India!!! I was just happy about one thing at the end of it all... At least one sporting Indian team bet the Australian Team...!!!
Oops.. jus got carried away with the movie... Was travelling back from Bangalore back to Chennai this morning. My friend dropped me at the railway station at about 5:45 am. Shatabdi Express, good food, Fast ride to Chennai.. everything sounded good..except the boredom. I didnt want to sleep in the train. I finished reading the Hindu. Came coffee, then waited quite for the breakfast.. gluttony..what a big sin indeed!! Then I spotted the 9 by 9 squares in the newspaper, and for the first time in my life thought I should make a honest attempt. I replicated the whole thing in a white sheet, and started.. It kept me quite into it. For once, the bearer had to tap on my shoulder to divert my attention to the tea that he had brought..as if it was some specially brewed tea from the estates of Darjeeling...
May be I thought I was too rude to form that impression, nevertheless, I asked him to place the whitish-yellowish paper cup on the tray. And I continued to fiddle around with the pencil on the checks. Am sure that my neighbour thought that I was a "coding geek" from Electronic City as I kept scratching my head every now and then...I went for about a quarter hour trying to decipher where exactly I should start from. Then hit a brainwave-Trial and Error.. Eureka..It struck! I was on..full flegged, scratching the digits, shading boxes and what not..and at last I felt like overcoming Australia in the World cup Finale. Having said so, It was 10 am, and one glance...Tiruvallur station was gone! I acted as if it was I crumbled the cookie yet again..and splish...I dropped the tea on my neighbour..He was furious.Old uncle was snoring to glory, when the "darjeeling cold tea" actually got in touch with his skin! I had the most apologetic look on my face. Apologising, I offered him my mineral water bottle so that he could clean the stain..He went out, somewhat wet, and when he came back to his seat..He said "Even I have a nephew who gets so involved in his work"..he also assumed that I was a Software geek.
As the train entered the platform, I stood up as if I emerged victorious, like coach Kabir Khan, with the Hindu in my hand, and was getting down. The bearer stood by the exit and was smiling at everyone. Having fought my head to fill the 9 by 9 checks, I felt good and tiped this guy, though he never expected it. Chak De Su-Do-Ku!!!
