"Who's incharge here", asks Cryrus the Virus.....

" I am" , says the Captain

(BANG.... [shoots him])

"Now who's incharge?"

"You are" - (Con-air)

NOT my favourite movie! Just something I suddenly remembered being so utterly off the controls. And in all honesty I think I am risking being shot down by the One Incharge. So Sir, forgive my initial mistake. You are Incharge!

As I write Freddie is steaming in again. How's Gilchrist for a bunny!

Sporting Delight

Things are getting much better! England won. Freddy's heroics have overshadowed contributions from Trescothic, Straus, KP and Giles while some hide in the shadow - Vaughn, Bell and Hoggard.

Just like any bully the Aussies don't take a counter attack that well. Not many have tried and even fewer succeeded but to beat them at their won game (or what they've made their own) you just hit them back. To be perfectly honest Ponting just isn't anything like Waugh. Yes he'd still hit a century to quiet the critics but somehow doesn't have it in him to toil two days at the pitch. He's just not seen enough loss to know how to cope with it. So maybe what I am saying is that defeat actually builds character. But the well rounded lady (the politically correct euphemism) is still sleeping, her singing cameo weeks away.

And not to forget last night. Although I dozed off to the point of no return and am not too sure if the match was even on TV but Man United made it all look easy again with a 3-0 win over Debrecen VSC. Boy's own story as Rooney, Ronaldo and van Nistelrooy scored. Two more week to confirm Europe.

Saturday against Everton who took a 1-2 loss yesterday against Villareal. And of course before that the third test tomorrow.

Life should be like this more often.

That's that.......

My life made easy! Whenever I come to a place in life where things need to be sorted out this one small prayer makes it all better. So much for the art of decision making!

O Allah! I seek Your guidance (in making a choice) by virtue of Your knowledge, and I seek ability by virtue of Your power, and I ask You of Your great bounty. You have power, I have none. And You know, I know not. You are the Knower of hidden things.
O Allah! If in Your knowledge, (this matter) is good for my religion, my livelihood and my affairs; immediate and in the distant, then ordain for me, make it easy for me and bless it for me. And if in Your knolwedge, (this matter) is bad for my religion, my livelihood and my affairs; immediate and in the distant, then turn it away from me, and turn me away from it. And ordain for me the good wherever it be and make me pleased with it.

Don't just do something, stand there........................

No matter how many times I read this I still get the giggles. Or more what Mrs. Henderson would've like me to call my paroxysm of delight. The comment was made by the English press who for some queer reason (in my days it still had a decent meaning) went after the ECB all guns blazing after the loss against Australia.

But what makes it funnier is that it so truly expresses my lifestyle. I can still laugh at me! Somehow the inertia never leaves me. And while life moves on I just follow the great motto: don't just do something, stand there.

If dreams were horses......

Old Trafford, Manchester United's home, would be a stable. The theater of dreams has seen more dreams come true than perhaps any other sporting venue in the world. After the near miss last season (Paul Scholes we still love you) Man United faced yet another debacle in the Glazer takeover.

English football is perhaps more rooted in tradition than anywhere else. Club rivalry has almost cult status. And like all things football nowhere is it greater than Man United vs Liverpool. But how bad is it really?

If England and Real Madrid star Michael Owen does come to us (why hide it - I am United till I die) can the fans actually forget his breeding ground - Liverpool. And would the signing of the year for Sir Alex actually make the fans forget and forgive Glazer.

The dreamer in me says yes....yes.........yessssssssssssss!!!!!

Apologise... for what????

How would you react if someone comes up to you and says "Hi! I have brown eyes and I am very sorry if that disturbs you". That's how low the self esteem of the entire nation has sunk. Are jeans really the most comfortable things to wear and is the left hand really better for eating!

I am no stickler for tradition but quite frankly fail to understand the inverse correlation between the neck line and the liberated Pakistani woman.

Could we possibly not just be ourselves. Different - forget right or wrong!

And aren't the floundered few who don't (or can't - take your pick) emulate the rest being lead to explode. Pardon this very sick pun!