Cricket : The neo-Indian God

Till last year, I had no idea what overs, wickets and spin-attacks meant.
Until I went to an IPL match with some friends (who were aware of my ignorance) and explained to me in detail (bless them!) the game, as it is.

Point in case: I cannot be called a cricket fan.

But strangely enough, as the World Cup progressed, as did conversations and newspapers, I began to watch and take note. And when the final match against Sri Lanka came around, I watched every minute of it, glued to the screen like never before and went to sleep suitably late and thrilled!

Perhaps I did not want to be left out of conversations.
Perhaps I wanted to see for myself what the fuss was all about.
Perhaps a faint spark of interest had been ignited.
Perhaps...

This is what a World Cup triumph does: it creates new fans.
Not for me. My interest in the tournament lasted only that long.

But I doubt that is the case for thousands of others in this country, where cricket precedes even God.

Graphic Reflections

Yes yes...I know I did not stick to my promise of writing regularly. My sincere apologies (ofcourse I'm assuming there's a horde of people waiting for me to write)... :)

Graphic Design is a very funny business to get into. It teaches you how to perceive forms and colours to images of things around us.
Before long, you are imagining battles happening in the skies, just by looking at the shapes of clouds. Or better still, you can compare peoples' faces to a mashed potato, a diagonally-cut radish or even a squished plastic bottle! It makes your life that much funnier. :P
Good news is you start enjoying your own company and won't mind going anywhere unaccompanied! I used to have a phobia of getting bored if I had to go anywhere without a friend. No more! And trust me, it's very liberating! :)

(Anantjeet loves travelling and was given the rare opportunity to go on an all-expenses-paid world tour. She turned it down because she couldn't find a friend to go with her. So much for enjoying your own company!)