To Novak Djoker....With Love...From Amritansh "The Angel"

NOTE- The things mentioned in the blog are just the writers viewpoint and are in no way meant to hurt anyones feeling. Hardcore Novak fans may consider this blog as purely a work of fiction(though a thorough research has been done before writing this).

First of all my dearest wishes to Mr Cutie Pie of tennis for retaining his world ranking of No. 3 as per the latest ATP rankings which were released a few days back. I never knew he had such a big fan following, before i visited his personal website, which said "nearly three million people have visited this site until today!!". Well i found out many interesting facts as i scrolled down the site especially the about me page. Even, the once invincible, Federer says "he is a complete player" but the point to mark out "BEST AFTER MYSELF AND RAFA"......O Master Federer You Truly A Genius To Have Uttered My Thoughts. Ahhhh but O Master Federer why have you been so modest, "Best after urself and Rafa only", i doubt, i knw modesty is the need of hour for you, but i have many other names in my list. The other piece of interesting fact that i came to know about Mr Cutie Djoker is about his dream...Whooo Hoooooo hold your breath " WANTS TO BE No. 1 IN THE WORLD". To this i just wish that the actual truth dawns on this obstreperous soul very soon in the near future, for he really needs to realize that. Now everyone has their idol, and so does Novak Djokovic. His choice is American Pete Sampras (says “I like his serve and behaviour on-court!"), one of the best players of all time, and lately he has mentioned Andre Agassi as an inspiration. Now i really respect the choice of his, two of the best athletes that the entire sporting world would ever see. But Master Novaks "on-court" behaviour, i mean if u have someone of the stature of Sampras as your idol then atleast be prudent enough to emulate him in the best possible way. His actions making mockery of the players like NADAL, Sharapova, his ever so enchanting on court masquerades, surely earns him giggles of few hapless souls on the court ( as well as the the sobriquet "Djoker") but in the long run it begets nothing but a deep sense of fulmination which can only be jettisoned if he truly behaves as a gentleman on-court as well as off the court.

Well many of you would be pondering as to why i am being so sinister and vitriolic in my remarks towards Mr Novak. To this i would only say his victory against Master Federer in the Australian Open is responsible for this. Why??? I dont know. But thats the reason.

Well but even after so much of censure-ism one thing that i really like about this ebullient soul is his energy and vigour everytime he steps in to play and his jocular nature, every time he appears before a bunch of media person. Being No. 3 in the world amidst the players of the class of Roddick, Nalbandian, Davydenko, Safin,Murray is no less a feat. No doubt he plays well but improvement is what is required.

Ooops!! Improvement from his side!!! I seriously think its not gonna help him by any means, but on second thoughts i think may be some degradation in the class of RAFA and FEDEX might help him to realize his far-fetched fanciful dreams.

All The Best NoVaK!!

"I".......

Now this is for the first time that i have written something like this, a poem sort of a thing, and i dont exactly know how well have i fared in my attempt. Well to be honest this attempt of mine is motivated by a masterpiece that i read recently in an "About me" column on orkut. Well friends just go through it and do leave a comment, for i want to know how gud a poet i am. May be that would decide whether i could make an increment to the list of features which is often refer to as my character traits, like when i say "I am a ...................." or should i only open my bloggers mouth to embellish this hallowed space with my favourite anecdotes. So here it goes.....

"I"........

Sitting alone in this small cubicle of mine,
Staring continuously at the laptop all the time,
thoughts flooded across my mind,
and took me to the past that i had once left behind.


How good and studious i was,
always came first in all my class,
was a cynosure of everyones eye,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".
Days went by, years passed by,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".


Then came a day when i actually found out,
a place called IIT, which many like me sought,
Diligent i was, so never had any problem,
IIT was in my bag, and I became a champion.
Thougth for a while that i finally discovered "I",
but realized very soon it wasn't that "I",
Days swept by, years rolled by,
Still trying to figure out who actually am "I".


A thousand smiling faces i see everyday,
and i wonder myself are they really happy and gay,
Then comes the questions that troubles me the most,
Does happiness come really at some cost??
If "Yes" is the answer, I m ready to pay for it,
For i want that "I" to be healthy,wealthy and fit.
May be then i answer the very question of "I",
Who actually am "I"??
Who actually am "I"??

May be in my next creation i answer the question over which i pondered in the above poem, or sort of a poem, or better a semi-poem, or a quarter-poem, naah u all only decide what exactly it is, but why should you all decide this.This is my space i m free to write anything, but who will read it, you all only, so comment whatever you want to, but after all that u say finally it is in my hands to decide which one to save and which to delete, but what if you all get angry........Ahhhhhhhhh i shud sleep now its 4:13 in the morning.

Gudnite or shud i say Goodmorning....naahh Alt+F4 and then Shutdown is what is required.