men in blue ...

The “men in blue “is out of the most celebrated cricket tournament and it’s been a boom to the critics all over India. Someone said : “ Indian Govt have invested 2 crore rupees just for the safety of India team in the Caribbean subcontinent “. Now honorable Prime Minister Manmohan Singh have to release at least 4 crore rupees more from the crisis management fund just for the safety of the finest of the Indian players in their home town!!! .

Chappel is no were to be seen… might be he is haunted with Bob Woolmers final destiny. So what are the rest of the hundred and nine crore ninety nine lakh ninety nine thousand nine hundred eighty Indians doing??? (Assuming Indian population as 110 Crore ) Criticizing …. Yes criticizing .. anyone can be a critic. I feel it is one of the most easiest thing one can become . Agreed cricket being the only game Indians dominate…. Umm ..did we really dominate ??? Expect for the 1983 which we tell every now and then.

Two great things happened in 1983. One India won the World Cup and second a legend is born.. and that is me Sir : Deepak … ha ha ha … :)

Let me end my first blog with the quote: “Prayers never win matches, only players do “ . What ever we say our faith in the Indian team will regain in full fledge.. just wait and watch the next match when India wins ….and all will sing “ OOO AHAAA INDIA … AAYYAA INDIA …“

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Comments

Anonymous said…
good .. i like it
March 30, 2007 at 11:48 PM
Anonymous said…
Unda... no job.... always in blogs...whats up.... Big Ghost
March 31, 2007 at 1:09 AM
Anonymous said…
unda wow!
April 4, 2007 at 12:23 AM
Anonymous said…
hmm...no comments..
April 4, 2007 at 1:58 PM
Rahul said…
daa try to make the spellings typed properly... Neways Good Job!!! kudos...
April 15, 2007 at 4:22 AM
Radical Surge said…
4 the first time in my life I am goin to say this...da...undaa....ithu oru masterpiece aakannulla...vakupundu....moshamilla....
June 18, 2007 at 1:19 AM
rajagopalan ak said…
Glen is right!
ithu ithinu munpe aregilum parayendathayirunnu.
June 19, 2007 at 11:11 PM
rajagopalan ak said…
but unda

this is really good.too good.
kidilan.
neeyoru sambhavam thanne.
June 19, 2007 at 11:22 PM
Anonymous said…
Unda ..... its a nice one
Enjoyed much ......
Keep Going ........
July 4, 2007 at 5:48 AM
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