The Red Magician.

For those of you who don’t know who this guy is, this is Mr @phil.coutinho

A playmaker for Liverpool FC. We call the magician. Not because he can do wonders with his left, right, centre whatever. But the fact that he has done it under immense pressure! After the dark transfer clouds passed away, he has given it all for the team. And the fact that a “mighty” club like Barcelona (I put “mighty” as such because might comes with dignity which these Spanish rats are missing big time).Anyways, ahem, sorry for that. So, where were we? Yeah, o’magico, don’t you agree with that? A heaven of Footballing brain and skills. But a South American , of course. A Brazilian. Hence the affinity towards the big fishes of the Spanish league. I do not blame them. Understandable, but thing that we called unethical, is if being called upon, both on the connection between the two Clubs as well as on the player’s mind, having a family it affects Phil and them as well. The liverpool fans, as the real entourage of this Brazilian wonderkid they got from Inter under Rafa’s helm (Rafael Benitez), should always be embracing towards their own kin. Them. The players, yes sometimes things like Lovren or goalkeeper may frustate you, but keeping in mind the pride they take from putting on that jersey, and the effort that Phil has given in professionally, I think the lad deserves some more love and respect , maybe be for one last time , before he leaves. Because he will leave. For sure. Just look at him play nowadays. Not just the “no smile, no joy” celebrations of late, but the swagger that has come into his play. No disrespect to Liverpool, but I think he has gone a level above just like Suarez did, and the lack of trophies again would a be a reason that will cost Liverpool another world class talent. Proven. But still more to come. But proven. Eventually he will leave and the fans should enjoy and cherish them just like we did with Suarez. I have a but. 

But, if the lad needs to depart, in my opinion he should move under Zidane’s tutelage rather than the camp of Lionel Messi (No shots fired). 

Just to screw with the Catalan based club.

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Is India really war mongering?

There has been so much fuss these days and it’s source is yet again the capital, Delhi. From TV channels to websites, everything is flooded with few common names, a new name, and the organisations that inevitably get attached with whatsoever happens in the state. 

Gurmehar Kaur, a student of Delhi University, one fine day came with a video portraying message of peace, which was all in all a very good step. But she also had a hint of accusation that India should stop having wars with Pakistan and the not so friendly neighbours should be made allies. War killed my father , not Pakistan was what she said saying that she wants to send a peace message across the country. 

Yes war was an event that made Captain Mandeep Sing a martyr in Operation Rakshak in 1999, but who was behind it? Indian politics? No. Prime minister? No!

INDIA? NO.

It was the insidious motives of those Pakistani millitants and the ones involved with them who thought infiltrating the border , and this time way too much, would be just another stroll in the park. No madam. India did not start it, nor India bowed down. I want to bring intofocus three things here

1. 

It’s defending the country that killed her father. Not war. If infiltration happens, which happens even now, the ones that killed the brave Havildar Hangpan Dada from Arunachal , in Kupwara of JK in 2016. To protect your own territory is not war but defence. 

Indian soldiers did not enter Pakistan and wage it.

2.

 Answer this question whoever thinks india’s war during kargil shouldn’t have happened. Then what should India have done? Peace talks with the millitants or Musharaf when the “friendly neighbourhood ” tried to get in and start guerilla attacks beyond the LOC?

3.

If a 6 year old can think of murdering someone , 6 year old! If that is her level of innocence , than I am sorry she doesn’t deserve to be believed at any age. 

The message should have been sent to Pakistan rather in India. Does India keep on waging wars? Or instead keep on protecting the land from infiltrators? 

Now I am not into war mongering or hatred nor this is a hate speech. Not at all. Neither am I trying to support any organisation or represent one. But as an Indian citizen, the dignity of your motherland matters the most. And this responsiblity to protect the dignity is what every soldier is doing out there in cold landscapes of Siachen, to lifeless desert of Rajasthan and Gujarat. From the coastal lines of India to the dense forest of the north east.

My view? It’s very simple. No to wars. Definitely. But when attacked you cannot present a diplomatic portfolio to the opposing nation. Your first reaction should be defence! Do you think the enemies behind the lines will come and negotiate “ki Bhai 100 rupai k pakode aur do khamba de de chale jayenge”  . 

The country has become so sensitive that anything you say or do could be well presented against you as a violation of what not. 

Dagnabbit! I had enough of it. Yes there are flaws in this country we all crave to be correct. That doesn’t create a need to point fingers and raise hands and voices everytime there is an opportunity to show others that we are way above these petty internal issues. Have we realised there are bunch of dicks sitiing across the border right now enjoying the undeserved rush in India created by whatever ideologists and there blind followers. 

Miss Kaur has the right to express, so has Virender Sehwag. But like an idle friend said to me, we shouldn’t get the real perpetrators of crime get away with silly logic.


The Voyage ~

Life. It’s like a game, you restart after you die. It’s like you respawn as a baby, learning, growing, living the game everyday. Having a real and not a virtual experience of air, water, food, emotions and thoughts.After honing the skills you become self sufficient. 

But a small twist my friend. The perceived twist it that unlike any computerised game we can mould our life as we like.  Or do we?

There is this small thing I have been thinking about. Life is not only experiencing the events of this fabric of universe but also to fulfill one’s own destiny. Ain’t it sport?  One who fails doing do grasps the cold arms of death. Just to be reborn again and witness and feel everything all over again. Just to realise that one tiny wrong step that might have deviated him from the path of his destiny.

We as human beings feed off each other to grow and survive. A very popular game called the clash of  clans is very similar to our life. The avatars, and the player grows by looting , and feeding on other players. Just like in life. Like in reality.

Speaking of reality, I believe death is even more real than life. Life is just a bubble of dreams, hopes, emotions that eventually bursts. When we talk about accepting reality, we never mean death , rather the materialistic things that are present inside the bubble. Acquiring resources from others to crank up our engine is what we do here. And then be a part of this chain, a chain where someone else will eventually feed on us. 

What is this chain I wonder? How are we in it after all? Who put us in this conveyor belt where if you detail from the destined path you come back , respawn rather, as a bag of meat and emotions to undo your mistakes. Whoever is successful embarks upon a remarkable journey of spiritual consciousness. I like to call this journey as “Voyage into the Void”. 

Intriguing right?  One mistake sets you on a different path but puts you back into this bubble. And you redeem yourself of that mistake, the soul has a chance to visit the void, into eternity.

THE ELEVEN

This one came from a Manchester United fan, who is a very good friend of mine:

“I have never seen this head hunting football from Liverpool ever. Brilliant stuff. We were lucky for the point.”

And being a good friend, he reviews the rivalry with sensibility and maturity. So I get really honest opinions and comments from him. So this was actually nice to hear, always from a big rival.

The match actually belongs to every Liverpool player. From Milly to Bobby To Mr. Ever so energetic Adam Lallana. Then there was the New Simon Mignolet as the guardian. Hovering over the post and protecting every threat in front of him bar the curse of luck in the end. 

There was this amazingly talented midfielder turned a defender. Alexander did his job with such heart that it took Mourinho to swap his ‘exciting‘ winger Martial with Mata. He gave an eye to Rooney, Mkhitaryan, Mr 89 million, the best player for United ,Herrera. 

1st goal? Oh Mr. Pogba! Handball. Penalty. Milner. Boom! 1-0! Deservingly ahead the Reds.And the fans erupted. There were moments after that when Manchester had chances. Pretty decent one. Second half was the half of Emre Can, the tank and the lil magician Coutinho. Stopping plays and space making respectively. Even though United attacked desperately in the 2nd half, the reds were resilient. Mourinho went back to what Van Gaal did. The Fellaini game where the devils relied on 2nd balls. And one moment was enough to bring them to level. Yes there was a dirty side to the game too, with Pogba pulling ,dragging and pushing Henderson, Herrera holding Firmino’s shirt as if it’s a street brawl but nonetheless it was indeed a derby of two big guns fighting for glory. 

Perceptions.

Back in early 2000s, whenever I used to you go out with my parents to have a meal and I see a girl singing inside the restaurant, people would always judge her and see her as a “bar girl” . There was always this negative image that got built in our minds.

And now , whenever we see someone performing in a cafe or a restaurant, she (basically) becomes a local.celebrity. I can say I am proud to witness the change in perception.

The atheist’s paradox. 

​A famous atheist once bantered God , explaining why doesn’t he bow down to Him. Why does he question and hate him. He says “bone cancer to 6 year old? Is that how you treat your so called creation?” 

Well let me tell you something , if he doesn’t believe in or respect the existence of God, then whom is he actually blaming for the miseries man himself created for him?

It’s a paradox, isn’t it?