Sachiiin sachin

When did I started following cricket? Don't remember. Who was the earliest sporting hero for me? I remember Maradona as his performance entered my nascent mind at the age of three when I didn't even understand what football meant. I still remember buying a poster of Maradona in my 4th standards during an excursion to Bandel church. 

The earliest memory of cricket in my mind was the scene of Ravi Shastri driving a car around probably MCG after being the man of series of champions trophy 1987. But when I started understanding the game it was only Sachin. Indian cricket team at that point was never the dominating team so we did't expect them to win every match or even series. But then every time Sachin batted it was like expecting  a hundred was the minimum. Always all the hopes were on him. He saw the rise and fall of so many great players but he still managed to tower above all. 

Today he is playing his penultimate international cricket match in Eden gardens and I couldn't miss the chance of missing this great moment of cricketing history. As Gavaskar said this is the biggest retirement in Indian sports history. The man raises so much emotion. Lucky to born and breath in the same era and to watch him closely. 

Best Biriyani in town

Saturday morning. First delight lay around as long u wish. It was the first saturday of the month and we needed to do our mammoth grocery from Mani Square. So though to luch out. After few dilly dallying we decided to go Dawat e Shiraz at Mallickbazar crossing opp of the old one. Though most of the food we ordered turned out to good but the crown went to the Chicken biriyani and lassi. My long perception of Arsalan as the best biriyani in town was torned apart and I've to admit that this was the best biriyani i like. It was beautifully flavoured without the excess of ghee or dalda and the quality of the rice is amazing. A biriyani i'll remeber for a while.  

Mutton Sunday

It was raining non stop since last 3 days. Spent a rare saturday where i didn't even put a foot outside home. Apart from the waterlogging the weather was pleasant. Brought mutton from market and cooked a delicious modified version of Korma. Thr taste made my day. After a long time liked my own cooking. Now at night plan for parantha and mutton. I'm loving it. 

Jana somossya

Early morning office after quite a while. Got an escalation mail about one resource. Went to discuss and she started weeping. Awkward. Anyways when i enquired saw a big gap between her leads. Eventually everyone agreed to my view and vindicated my plan. Felt her smiling at the end of the day. 

If i can help someone to raise smile from tears i feel my work made some value. A little satisfied than the rest of the days. 

Creative

Huh! I always think of myself as someone who is intelligent and finds pleasure on anything and everything that is creative. But when I look inwards I find no creativity. Even the junior most programmer in my team who is paid a third of salary is more creative than me. He is solving a problem with skills that doesn't involve managing anyone. What am I doing..... I'm trying to create an atmosphere for him and so many like him to be more creative. But that will go unnoticed and ignored from his perspective as he will feel I'm sitting on a throne of roses which guarantees me more success than him even without using better skills than him. It's only when the same person will wear that throne will feel the shackles of it.