NOTHING BUT STARS !!

I'll catch them for you, every single one of them

I'll bring them to you.

Not just tonight, every single night

I'll catch them for you, I'll bring them to you.

Look up my dear, they only shine for you

every single one of them, just shine for you.

Now and forever, I promise to you

I'll bring them to you, and only to you.

STAND N DELIVER.! ...GO FETCH!!

"A NIGHT TO REMEMBER"! that's how I want to describe , last nights killer assault by one of my all time favorite cricketer ADAM " THE BEAST" GILCHRIST. Team Delhi was sent on a leather hunt right from the word go. I haven't seen a more brutal knock than what was on display at Centurion yesterday, in a long time.

At times, I am amazed at the quality of some of these guys. I think they still have lot of cricket left in them. Adam is such a sweet timer of the ball. I can pay an arm and a leg to watch him wield that willow, anytime, anywhere.

THANKS GILLY FOR YET ANOTHER HISTORIC KNOCK. I don't think Deccan Chargers could have asked for a better Skip. YOU ARE SPECIAL!

NOTHINGNESS REVISITED !

am I a turbulent sea tossing underneath venomous dark clouds? Or am I a wilting leaf facing the wrath of a scorching sun beneath the summer skies? am I a shooting star burning bright and then fading away across the sky on a cold winter night ? or am I the only cab stranded in the middle of a lonely road to nowhere full of fright? am I that wounded soldier trapped in the deep bloody trenches of hell wanting to get back home to see all is well ?

THIS IS NOT A SERMON WITH SPRIKLE OF FIRE AND BRIMSTONE. THIS IS MINDS ODYSSEY INTO THE UNKNOWN.....BRAND PUNDIT

NO LINE ON THE HORIZON !!

Before I get sued for copyright infringement, I would like to apologise to Bono n mates for stealing the title for this post from their latest offering. Sorry guy's couldn't think of a better title for the following . But hey!! on second thoughts, shouldn't this make you proud .Isn't it true that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery?

As the night falls, shadows lengthen

I see those strides weakening again,

staring at those empty walls

I see the creep crawling again.

Will he win, will he lose

Will there be a twist in the tale,

or will his saga meet the same fate

questions unanswered, there are far too many

It's just an accident I hope, and not his destiny.

Like a wild stream meandering thru' the valley

tryin' hard to find his way thru' the dark alley

all by himself, all alone ,there he goes again

hope its not too late and he can still change his fate

Sweet smell of victory he will taste again

Back on his feet the creep will walk again

hope he will walk again...............