...a tribute to a Warrior's face...

A Warrior's Face


--
Spring waters flow,
Warmed by Father Sun,
Swelling beyond the keeping banks,
Leaching winter’s frosted ores,
Through spreading fingers,
Of the water’s course,
Renewing those, along its path,
That seem at first, to succumb,
Then emerge from the inundation,
With the strength of stamina,
And will to persevere,
Ultimately without complaint,
In understanding and appreciation,
Of the gifts of the tribulation,
As the water keeps its sacred task,
Cleansing Mother Earth,
Like the tears on a Warriors face,
Cleanse the soul.

-- from somewhere on the web.



In many ways this man amazes me.

- I am not in any sense a fan of him.
- I completely agree with people who tell me, that he is froggish on the cricket field.
- I know how severely constrained he is on unfavourable pitches, especially when he practices his art.
- When i look at others practising his genre, leg-spin, i also see how uncreative his bowling is.
- This man, married a divorcee woman, and fought for taking custody of her child from her first marriage, what courage! You ask me, what women want, that is what they want.

Thus to him, a selfless, unmarketed, completely hard working man, Anil Kumble this post shall be. Congratulations on your 500 wickets, Mr Kumble.

SS sent this rather lovely poem to me, this for you..

Suraj ki arunima, aansoon ki boondein
dher sari hawayen, kaliyon ki khusboo
ek pyara sa , sath bankar tumhara
tumhare es jeevan ko chand taron
ki chamak dekar,us kshitiz par
pahucha dein jahan se sirf aasma hi
aasman najar aaye,pair jamin par ho
par taron ka sang nazar aaye...

May god give you, your loved ones, the keys to heaven....

~Amen..