Chuck de India

Here is something , I would like to share with you guys. Its about our national game , HOCKEY ! As I was going through today's news bulletins, I came across this :-

http://www.hindustantimes.com/rssfeed/hockey/Hockey-players-to-continue-with-strike-again-from-today/Article1-495947.aspx

A nation where legend like Dhyan Chand is born,who is regarded as the greatest players of all time in the whole wide world, who have made this country proud. Its this day where the players who proudely hold the 'stick', which he used to carry have to beg from the authorities for salaries.

This doesn't happen with games like cricket, I ask why ? Why such kind of discrimination is going on ? And this with our own national game !

Am I protesting ? May be ! May be not ! But the point I want to make is that no sport or games whether it is indoor or outddor, should be discriminated. All should be treated equally. Yes, I am not denying cricket is a popular game and is thus given more media coverage. As far as I think the least can be done is that other sports & there players should not be abused like this, that they are forced to take a major step like not to play for their own country.

If we still don't change, then we shouldn't complain about not winning GOLD as well !

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Lying is best policy

It was friday(not the 13th). I usually have to order for milk so that it can be delivered on saturdays. The day was going quite alright. I had many things on my mind letters,bath,job search, gardening, cleaning, shopping etc etc. The order should be done before 1pm by e-mail or 3pm by phone. I was going quite easy on the job. Did the gardening, cleaning work and sat down on faceboook chatting to my brother. Was quite tired doing that thought lets have a nap then will do some of the work later. Woke up went for a bath (30mins) . RING ! RING !
Bloody uncle rang to ask how was it going told him what I was doing (or was going to do), '' Just finishing the letter, Uncle !''. Uncle goes, '' You bloody, piece of shit. You still just doing the letter . Don't forget to pick up....( some absurd stuff, just hated him !!!). Finish it off. When you leaving ?'' '' Just 10mins and I am leaving !'' I said. ''Better be !! '' spat came the reply.
I left 1 hour after. ''You fucking person have arrived.''said the fucker(uncle). Gives some slaps. ''What this you have bought ? hai?''says in usual tone.
The day passes in te usual manner. I am just used to it. Same kind of 'bloody' language with same kind of ' comparably good' treatment ( the fucker boasts he is keeping me better than any one else will keep me.!)
Next day Saturday, same early morning moaning begins as the clock strucks 5am. I stand there listening to him. Though I am frightened. So much frightened that I might just 'piss' in my pants ! Marking the newspapers with the respective addresses but keeping an eye on his body movement because you never know when the head will turn and the bashing of the'drum' will start. Keeping my distance from him trying to pick up all the newspapers with an uncomfortable attention on it, so that nothing wrong happens. Otherewise another crime will be added in todays list of absurd lectures.
Round is finished. Hurray ! Lets go and say 'goodbye' to the sucker! Put his bundle & milk in the car and then woohoo..Relief !!!
But hold on .. it was the last milk bottle I picked up !! last Last LAST one !!! SHIT !!
Me the fucker forgot to ORDER !!!! Ohhh man.. BIG TYM TROUBLE !!!
I rang the rude reseptionist to ask what to do darling ? She said send the email now will send it asap . ''Thanks babe'', I said. Ohh man safe !!!