Musings: IPL

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Saturday, May 31, 2008

Cricket Daily Soap !!!

The IPL seems to me to be like any other Ekta Kapoor daily soap.

It is packed with all the masala- catfight, Tulsi's famous slaps (not punches, which are supposedly more "machoistic"), and most importantly TEARS!!!

I wonder who writes the script.

No message for human kind
Just me.

I don’t want to write so that ‘all the people’ can read me, so that my message can reach the entire world, so that I can enlighten and transform it. No, that’s too big an endeavour. One person writing for the world and that too to transform it. No, I can’t keep such a large audience in mind. Nor can I encompass such a huge message in my writing. I am no one to enlighten or change the world. People will live as they want to and not as somebody else wants them to. And that’s the right way to live – based on your own imaginings.

I just want to write what I feel, with no specific audience in mind. Just my feelings, my thoughts; just the way I’d like to read them. And that somebody, anybody should just feel them. Just one person. But it should strike a chord with someone. The person should read my experience and say oh! And then think about it. Just for a second, feel it, as a nice sweet feeling in their soul. It shouldn’t transform them or make them do anything great. But it should make someone feel. My feelings felt by another. My thoughts thought over by another. My desires stirred in another. My soul in contact with another’s. That’s why I want to write.

Not to preach, not to transform. Just a one-to-one conversation with somebody.

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Saturday, May 31, 2008

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