Bhaskar Blogs

Cricket needs you, Pakistan

I might get lynched if this write up reaches the reading table of self proclaimed torch bearers of patriotism, chest thumping right wing media warriors and of course, cow terrorists. Because, I am going to conclude this blog by saying that the current Pakistan cricket team has been a joy to watch.

Over the years, Pakistan’s attitude on the field has transformed into a greater level. I am not sure…

These are tough times for the Indian farmer. Yes, the same Indian farmer who is responsible for feeding you and keeping you alive. He is endangered and on the verge of extinction, if the tough times continue. The situation is worse if he belongs to the state that performs well. No one cares about him. None of the officials go and meet them. None from the government indulge in talks with them. In…

Qatar’s Isolation

  What will be its impact on the 2022 Fifa world cup, which Qatar is supposed to host?

Will this shake up the aviation industry as there are a plenty of flights that use Doha as a transit point in their journey from South East Asia to Europe and also to the Eastern regions of America?

Some thoughts on the US- Mexico border!

There is a scene in the film, where they reach a village and notice a road direction board. Honduras was on the left. Guatemala, on the right and they are free to drive into any of the territories. While clarifying Dulquer’s doubts on the absence of border check posts, John Vijay says “Why should there be a checking point? What will they check when there…

I am tempted to say that Bangalore 2017 is the best test match of our lives. But the heroes of Calcutta 2001 won’t let me do that.

I am glad that the test match got over, though I would’ve secretly wanted it to carry on for ever. Let me rephrase it, when was the last time, we followed every ball of every session of every day of a test match, from the edge of our seats? I don’t remember. Or…

Our Jallikattu. Your PETA. Our Culture. Your Nonsense.

Who is PETA? Like, who the hell are they? Who let them all in? Don’t blame Manmohan Singh just because he opened up the gates for foreign parties through the economic reforms of 1991.

The past few days have turned even the otherwise uninterested North Indian media restless. The reason I accuse them of being uninterested is the obvious truth that they don’t give a damn about the events happening…

10m air rifle qualifying round.

Two Indian Olympic medalists are participating. First series of shots are fired. Gagan Narang, the bronze winner in London 2012, leads. Abhinav Bindra, the 2008 Beijing Olympic Gold medalist, doesn’t even come in top 10. There are Italians, Chinese, Americans and all those countries that tore the USSR into pieces, competing. Next rounds of shots begin. Gagan begins…

3 Years in Bangalore

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House hunting in Bangalore is a painstaking affair. It’s a test of your temper. The sky rocketing prices will intimidate you, just like the way it did when we went looking for houses in Electronic City. There is absolutely no room for negotiation and you will have to shell out lakhs as security deposit. Yes, Lakhs. I might as well, invest…

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Is Premam worth all the ‘hype’?

I was in Trichy last week. And to escape from the brutal Trichy summer (which makes the tar melt in double quick time on the roads and where people do not need a gas stove to make egg omelettes), we decided to hit the shopping mall for ‘AC’. I was just about casually humming the melodies that were being played inside, when my ears, arteries and veins lit up. It was ‘Malare‘. The same ‘Malare‘…

The ‘Over’ of a lifetime: As it happened

                                                               Nehra Ji

Jasprit Bumrah has just sent down his sixth yorker of the over. Chinnaswamy applauds. Couple of players rush to pat the bowler on his back. The bowler breathes a sigh of relief. He had a terrible time on the field early on. But those are past memories now.

All eyes turn to the big screen.

“11 Runs to Win from 6 Balls”.

All…

Peaceful Pondicherry: Give time a break

                                     Some things haven’t really changed

“Peaceful Pondicherry. Give time a break”

The promoters of Pondicherry tourism couldn’t have chosen a better tagline than this. The coastal town is unique in its own way. There is calmness around. There is peace. There are no inhibitions. Everything seems to stroll along. Everyone backs the idea of ‘living in the moment’. It…

When I wrote the blog post summing up 2014, there was this feeling of dissatisfaction about how, I ended up literally doing nothing in that year. It was getting way too monotonous for my liking and the regular confusions of ‘what to do and achieve in life’ prevailed. I kept asking myself,”when would the finances settle down, when would I reach a point of satisfaction in life and when would I…

The land of Rajput dudes, Jaipur

As the Jaipur bound Air Costa from Bengaluru was about to touch down at the Sanganer International Airport, the first sights from the naked eye were exactly what we’ve read about the state of Rajasthan. Patches of dusty yellow dotted the entire place. The towering forts and its walls, that guarded the city reflected it. Desert sand dust gave them a translucent appearance. And there was a complete…

“I love you. To the moon and back” were the words of an innocent girl. Nah, she isn’t that innocent. She bullies her guy. She chides him when he pulls her legs. She cuts the phone call when he reminds her of her school reopening after a Sunday. She turns into a ‘Nagavalli’ when he makes her walk on a sunny afternoon in Bangalore. She gets worked up when he doesn’t take his pronunciations…