A very special player of my life…

As soon as the topic on sports comes to my mind emotions get added up to the words I write here. I feel pretty much connected to sports and players. On this leap day of the ongoing leap year I have been thinking a lot since morning for a topic to choose and write here. Obviously, the one that stricken me was the majestic win of Team India yesterday down under. But I was reluctant to put it here as I strongly felt that the teaming up was still missing in the Indian cricket team. Whatever, it was an amazing and quite unbelievable win!

Well, the credit for this topic of today’s post goes to my mom who called me and made me aware of the selection of one of my mom’s students and a very good friend of mine, to the Indian Kabaddi team which will participate in the Kabaddi world cup going to happen from tomorrow onwards at Patna, India. Her name is Naga Lakshmi.

She is one of the very few down to earth players whom I know personally. She is a dedicated player who has already seen many hiccups in her career both due to injuries and the infamous politics. I met her in Delhi way back in 2006, while I was doing my M.tech and she was undergoing training to participate in the SAP games representing Indian team. The team won a gold medal later. This time round she is once again going to wear the Indian jerkin in the women kabaddi world cup. I wish her and the team India all the very best.

Indeed she is the very special player of my life of all the sports persons I admire. I’m so proud to say that I know her for years now, almost fourteen years. I still remember the small girl who used to practice along with us for the school central zone competitions. Now, it takes no time for my eyes to get wet remembering those days.

I’m so thankful to her parents, coaches and everyone who encouraged her to become what she is today and eventually bringing this joyful time for me as well.

Once again I wish her and Indian team all the very best.

PS: My regular readers may get a taste of her achievements if you have read one of my recent posts on my school trip. You can find more about her here (sorry, only Telugu version available).

The great… Take Home #112

People have always been great; neither things nor circumstances.

Second thought… Take Home #111

Being able to understand the happenings better is pleasingly lucky sometimes and extremely unfortunate at times but it is importantly knowledgeable always. Better understanding just takes a second thought. Be ready to give it.

Be prepared and be the best!

Be prepared to face the loss

You will play your best.

Be prepared to face the worst

You will give your best.

Be prepared to face the death

You will live your best.

Be prepared and be the best.

Belief… Take Home #110

A person is always believed based on what he has been but not always based on what he is.

Blog… New Look!!

For me, my blog’s new look is appearing as if my face has been undergone a plastic surgery! It’s been almost four years that I’ve used the earlier template without a modification. I love the flowers in the header of the previous one. Many readers have said that they like them too. Somehow there has been an error occupied my template and eventually made it inconvenient to read the posts, especially the long ones. Well, I tried a lot to restore the template back in form but finally gave up with its hopelessness.

The new one has been just designed and applied through the blogger template designer option. Hope you like this one too. Personally, I’m still attached to the previous one but the way the error messed it up has made it easy for me to get adjusted to the new template so quickly.

New always inspires! I’m hopeful to get inspired and write more and more. Good day all.

Big shame but gainful!

Loss of a team may not always mean lacking of team spirit but loss of team spirit always mean a loss, a big loss for which probably no one of the team deserves to be forgiven.

Despite the big or I must say the worst recent losses of team India I along with many cricket followers thought they had failed as a team. Now it seems otherwise, as if they have actually failed to be a team. The world cup winning captain, Dhoni, and the dashing opener, Viru, have appeared as kids back in school with the way they have opened up the arguments in front of the world and that too away from home. Whatever, they have surely messed the already hell-like situation.

Win is always good but loss is the one which makes people go naked of their hearts. People call shots mostly when they lose not when they win. Calling shots, in an orderly manner kick starts the positive settlement of things. Doing the same thoughtlessly, further mixes up the already clutter. Loss of team India did disappoint me but the recent commentary of the skipper and the openers has done most of the damage to my interest. Now I feel I’m relived from watching the rest of the matches. Not that they would not win but that their win means nothing until they play as a team.

Dhoni must understand it now. He must have understood it earlier itself, having been known as the world’s best captain. The coolest captain of the world, I guess, has always wanted the remaining fourteen members of the team to be his juniors! So that they listen to him or whatever! After winning the T20 world cup he addressed the team as ‘my team’ and unpleasantly expressed his wish to have youngsters which would eventually ousted the seniors. Ex-players and their comments impacted him nicely and he again started being polite in his words to his seniors. Every time the team wins he praises the youngsters and on a loss he arrows the seniors. Somehow I find it odd, very odd. Forget how you and I find it, what about the seniors themselves would have thought about it?

Having been the crucial player of the team for almost two decades how come Sachin has over-the-series become a bad fielder? As much as I know Gambhir is always known as a good fielder. Even he has become bad along with his counter part, Sehwag! Of course I would agree the omission of Sehwag from the team but the reason should not have been quoted as low fielding standards! When Sachin got bat to his hands and dreamt of becoming a player for Indian team no one in India used to speak about fitness and fielding! How come can he be compared to the next and fitness-first generation youngsters?

Leave everything, where did the rotation go when Dhoni himself did not play well continuously for many matches? How the skipper did not show the responsibility in giving good wicket keeper to the team when he was not doing his job well in between? I think Dhoni is looking for a team which he can command. That’s highly impossible with the likes of Sachin and Sehwag, which is why he keeps on bringing new policies never known in Team India.

It has only been Sachin’s cup of tea for two decades to be able to cope up with the pressure and the unpredictable and almost unreachable Indian expectations. Now the topic of this great man’s retirement has become everyone’s cup of tea. People just say it like that! I don’t think they ever had taken important decisions about their own life over a cup of coffee or on lunch table. They just speak as if they have to. Who can tell them that no one ever need to or rather deserves to say it to the little master? He was asked to retire after 2007 world cup. He did come back and became once again the most wanted by the time of 2011 world cup which India proudly won. India is off the track now and its time for people once again to tell him that they only remember a player by his last innings, be it Sachin Tendulkar or anyone.

I would say Sachin has every right to decide on his retirement. At the same time the selection committee has every right to omit him. If the selection committee can not omit him that’s their problem, be it because of the respect it has for Sachin or be it for the lobbying trick. Whatever, he, as a player, is matured more than anyone on this earth to take decision about his very own career. Better encourage or be quiet. In the team game its never true that team has lost because of him.

The ex-players at times I feel as the big burden to have in the news papers and news channels. I’m not sure why they are given a mike every time after a loss. They say as if they are just right! They know the pain and still they make it tough for the players. I’m not sure why they tend to be like that.

Well, all in all, it’s a big shame once again over seas! But I seriously hope it would be gainful to the team and Indian cricket in the days to come. I hope BCCI comes in to action at least now and say shut up to the players who have been going for the mikes and media. Over and the above, enough surprisingly, the coach is out of the whole picture. If he is meant to be the same why he had been brought? To give away the otherwise saving bucks?

Hope things will come under control over the next couple of tournaments. I wish Yuvraj was healthy and around!

Beautiful will power…

Neither every day can be the same nor can every day be guessed. Life appears different at different times.

Sometimes it appears short as we feel the pleasure of it. Sometimes it appears long as we go through the tough times. Sometimes it appears undoubtedly beautiful as we enjoy the healthy relationships. Sometimes it appears utterly ugly as we get defeated by the circumstances. And so on!

The bottom line is that it’s neither simple nor tough. And the naked truth is it gives chances everyday to understand ourselves more, to get the awareness of our strengths and weaknesses. Not those strengths or weaknesses that we write in the resumes, rather those which are actually hidden and come out only in trouble times or otherwise tough times.

As the trouble passes by us we all try to hold our nerves on the first short. Some hold them tightly, some loose them up where as some prove that they are nerveless with their bold fighting spirit. Every one of us, I think, falls under each category at different instances in life while we face it as it comes. It’s just the matter of being that does all.

Either you call it magic or morale; every problem can be solved provided we keep the most important past of our human body, the brain, ready to face it out, be it anything. Will power is the most powerful power. It can work wonders provided it is aware of what its doing. It can rule the whole story of life when it believes in itself.

Let’s all work on our internal beauty, the will power, that can make us come out of tough times beautifully.

Love, of its all forms…

Of all its forms,

Love carries the

Sweetest feel

In the form of

A lover of his

Only valentine.

More and better… Take home #109

The less you tell others that they do not understand you the more and better you try to make them understand.

My school trip…

I believe the early morning breeze makes me a good writer. However, with the chilled breeze doing rounds here this night I hope I will brightly complete this post on my recent home trip.

On the occasion of our school’s silver jubilee celebrations, boys and girls central zone games were conducted last month. Rather than a home trip I must say I’d been on my school trip this time round. After my tenth standard this was the time I recorded no absence for the school activity. As my mom’s working still there I felt it was even better place to spend the holiday. She said the same as we did end up staying late evenings along with other teachers.

Its always a better feeling spending time with a good team. The team of teachers made mine and many others’ days memorable with their unity and team activity. For the first time ever I’d seen a dedicated team in government organizations. Being all women and few men the way the staff members made their own dreams possible was much appreciated by the chief guests. Back in school while I was participating in the tournaments I wanted to have our teachers around as I play but I could not get the chance then. I saw myself in some of the players. Not just me, many old students who had participated in central zone attended the function and recollected their best memories in a most memorable way.

Because of my mom’s long association with the school I’m known to many of my mom’s students. The same-pinch face of my mom and mine makes it further easy for them to recognize me, as a grown up girl in their view, who was once small with a bob-cut. Mom used to tell me in my childhood that people shall recognize her as my mom instead of recognizing me as her daughter. With her dedication and love towards her profession she herself made it almost impossible for me to live as per her words. Still today I’m known and recognized as her daughter. I love it. I just enjoy it a lot. Anyway, I hope one day I will become something that she will be recognized as my mom.

Farewell in school is probably the first painful moment we all would have faced. Growing years together at such an young age makes it special bond always. Time changes all possible things but the love we have towards our school days and the then friends grows further better with years. This was clear to me as I met many of my school friends once again and the feeling is inexpressible. You can not believe that years have already passed! Some of my friends brought their kids with them. Now that made it a perfect meet.

As I’m used to watching the all possible international matches on TV I thought I would not be able to see the same level of spirit in school players. I was wrong. Dedication is a dedication, sportive spirit is a sportive spirit, win is a win and loss is a loss, be it an international match or not! Human emotions make it up and they are always pure in sports. Some of the players and especially their P.E.Ts made the matches most watchable. It felt good to see some young and enthusiastic P.E.Ts.

Camp fire was one of the highlights. Boys were boys when girls danced! It felt the place was made full with energy by the students around there. Hungry remained as just another formality for most of us when the camp fire was on!

Being a player once who practiced in the same ground where these central zone games happened and now has become the international Kabaddi player, my good friend, Ms. Nagalakshmi received one of the best honors. Seeing her photo on the main banner made my eyes wet for a moment. My hearty congratulations to her!

Home team is undoubtedly the best supported. When they loss it the whole equation changes. The scintillations just stop. Nevertheless, pressure prevails most of the times. Our school Kabaddi team was one of the best title favorites and they just too one match to get ousted. It was an absolute heart break. Once again I told myself that It’s a painful feeling to lose before the home crowd after seeing the reddened eyes and swollen faces of the players after the loss. Loss is a loss anytime anywhere but the loss that’s the most unexpected is the most painful. Well, the good point is that there is no end to the sport and sportive spirit.

Clapping during the prize distribution ceremony at times becomes disaster as the audience preserves their energies to applaud the winners from the home team. However some frequent announcements from the prize list readers on clapping brings the situation under control. Same scenes I witnessed there.

After the successful completion of the games and function I saw a pleasant satisfaction in the eyes of every staff member of the school. I was very happy for them. Last but not the least, hats off to all of them; team work means much!

PS: Here is a special mention and thanks from all teachers to all old students who contributed directly or indirectly to this huge success.

Live in work… Take Home #108

Don’t just work in life; live in work, live in everything.

No distance is far… Take Home #107

No distance is far if you make yourself ready to go for all required steps.

Update… update…!!!

It’s been almost twenty days that I’d been here. Hope you guys are doing well. Many ups and downs of emotions I’d been through these three weeks and undoubtedly some of the best awakening messages I could ever get have been stricken me both harshly and soothingly.

I’d been on home trip or rather I must say I’d been on school trip during the calendar weeks three and four. Throughout my holiday I’d been the regular attendee to the silver jubilee celebrations of our school and the central zone games conducted in this regard. I will like to elaborate on this for sure. I’ll surely comeback on all such in my next posts.

More than physically I was mentally upset with my health last month. The moment I told myself that it was the right time to be tough, I started feeling better. And now I’m almost back to my form all again and I’m taking good care of my food habits. Never in the past I had the realization on being mentally tough would mean a lot. To be frank, I’d never seen myself so weak physically and mentally that I’d been during the last month, especially in the recent years of my adulthood. I spoke to myself and I’m happy that I could get through. Credit must also go to my parents, especially mom; of course my mentality is like listening to my own self could lead me to anything no matter how tough!

Well, I’ll post these matters in more details in the coming days. Breathtakingly hectic schedule is planned in the coming weeks but if I feel like writing I will post.

All friends who have been asking me on my updates and absence of posts at my blog, thank you so much for caring me. The feeling of remembrance refreshes, a lot.

At last, some smiles after Team India have won it today. But its very sure that Indian cricketers have lost it as of now on long partnerships and five day workout, not to forget, on pitches that are not made of Indian soil. I think and believe that Sachin will and should make it in Australia.

That’s it for now, friends.

Have hope in relationship…

Have hope in relationship. Nothing ever means loss of it. Always it can be mended back, though not as better one as it earlier was, but at least as another new one which can bring back the old smiles.

Life blossoms

Love justifies

Under the

Relationship-umbrella.

Hold it tight

Close to heart

Neither everything nor nothing … Take Home #106

Success and love are neither everything nor nothing. If taken as everything, loss sucks; if taken as nothing, life sucks.

In deep debacle?

When in middle

Of deeply sucking defeats,

Agony half kills the show

Scrutiny disturbs the flow

Success appears far away

Negativity blocks every way.

Believing the return of glory,

Bringing out the joyful memory,

Killing the thoughts of recent past,

Keeping the best hope alive still,

Makes things work for you

Once again all in your way.

Meaningless work… Take Home #105

Working more irritates less compared to meaningless working! and work appears meaningless when the intention is unclear.

For me, by Yamini…

Surprise post from Yamini, my lovely cousin, on my blog and blogging passion made my post number 600 even more special. I’m very proud to say that she has always been a true admirer of my writings and has been inspiring the writer in me.

You would find the post done by Yamini here. Read and know her and me more.

Post: 600 – Milestones do make us think more!

First and the foremost, I congratulate myself on this six hundredth post. When we can encourage ourselves, inspire ourselves, moralize ourselves, I think nothing wrong in congratulating ourselves!

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Milestones almost every time prove that they are the real encouragement. They make us think more. They make us to want more. More than anything, they keep up the hope that they keep coming.

Every milestone,

Inscribes itself in one’s heart,

Inspires one with every thought,

Of achieving more attention,

Of demanding more of himself,

Of giving the best possible effort.

Milestone makes us think more not just on when we have arrived at it but also on how we have journeyed throughout. Good journey possesses an equally satisfying happiness irrespective of the outcome.

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Now coming to the dedication part for this special post, I’m not very sure how it appears to the world. But I’ve finally decided to go with it. Read on.

I’ve recently read a book titled “Heartbreaks and dreams” – girls at IIT, a novel by Parul Mittal. Nothing great about the story but right through the read I emotionally connected myself to it. I mean, not to the story line itself but to the places covered in the story and of course some incidents too.

Its all about few girls and their love lives in IIT Delhi. As I’ve already said, its not a great story but the places the author kept on mentioning in the book made me get lost in the memories of my own in IIT Delhi along with my friends, especially the places like Kailash hostel, mess, public announcement system and of course the common room. During our final year of M.Tech, one of my Telugu friends, Sravanthi, was elected as house secretary. She had full authority to allocate the rooms for inmates. Somehow she could succeed in getting rooms on same floor and that too in a row for all members of our Telugu girls’ batch. Throughout the year we enjoyed our presence to full extent. Birthday parties, night outs, late night movie shows in rooms, arrangements for functions, project review dead lines extravaganza, placement preparation used to happen so regular and so enjoyable that none of us had ever expected it.

Even today, as I write this, all the pleasure we experienced in those days comes to my mind. I miss it; we all miss it in fact. I use to wonder if I ever go back to IIT hostel, how I would feel. Thoughts about my friends would fill me up. Well being of my friends would come to my mind. As I stand in the corridor I will think about their smiles and happiness they would be going through at that time except of one, she herself, Sravanthi, the house secy.

She is no more.

Back in IIT, in those days, we used to think that one day we all would meet again in our hostel with families and lots of smiles. But this will never happen as it is. We will miss her. We will surely miss her charming smile and dynamic will power.

I dedicate this post to her.

We love you ‘73’…!!! (Nick name)

Post: 599 - Being responsible… Take Home #104

Being responsible defines a person not the responsibilities.

PS: Hi friends, I was sick last week and couldn’t quite concentrate on updating this space. I’m fine now! Hope you are doing well. Check this space for my post number 600. Thinking of special dedication; let me see!

Love, the way I understand it…

It starts with liking first of all;

Turns to craziness at some point;

Continues as love happily ever after;

The point to be noted down here is, in all cases it may turn to craziness, but it may not continue as love!

When two people decide to stay together as life partners, the very moment they do not really understand what they are going to do with their future. The ‘I love you’ they convey to each other may not mean it’s fullest meaning.

It starts with liking first of all.

The natural side effect of teenage moulds the guys and girls with certain expectations on the qualities they would love to have in the person with whom they would have to live their married life. The moment they meet the person with such qualities, may not all qualities but at least more than the respective cut off fixed in their minds, they start feeling the presence of their ‘someone’. And soon they would like to have the person around for their life time. So, it is started!

They convey the same to the person. I’m cutting short the story from the other person’s point of view as it involves many dynamics to decide. Once the person agrees, its love the next moment!

Turns to craziness at some point;

Another natural side effect of love, more in it’s starting stage, is the wish to spend more and more time with each other, if possible in person or otherwise over a call. Now that kick starts the addiction. As they spend time together more, speak to each other more, they naturally get to know each other’s true self more, provided none lies. Lie, is an integral part of the process which makes the two one. Not that they lie about themselves, they lie for each other. They lie for love, for their partner. Sometimes, with some sexy lies, the situation becomes emotionally romantic.

How small ever the good news is,

It feels like celebrating.

How crazy ever the deep wish is,

It feels like fulfilling.

How far ever the lovely partner is,

It feels like reaching.

How difficult ever the situations is,

It feels like scintillating.

Well, as I said earlier in the post, not all pairs get through the craziness stage. Its not a small story to reason it out. Everyone have their choices. But one main reason, I suppose, I’d like to mention here. Some people want to continue having the craziness around throughout the relationship. Some want it till some extent and later practicality comes in to the picture for them. When two people with opposite mindset in this particular sense come together, after the craziness stage, they tend to dislike the happenings and in turn each other. On the other hand, two people with similar mindset continue their relationship with better liking for each other day after the day. By the way, in some cases, though the two are with different mind sets they stay together, compromise or whatever, they stick to their guns in terms of love.

Continues as love happily ever after;

There comes a stupendous yet serious transition stage. Not just the side effect but the intended and very much required understanding of life, goals and family moulds the pair into couple. The earlier days’ addiction becomes matured wish to support the partner. The earlier type of lies slowly dies out, though the process of lying continues based on situation! This time they say they lie for their family. Fair enough, as long as it does not back-stab!

Meeting may not matter much,

But the togetherness does.

Waiting may not matter much,

But the well being does.

Pampering may not matter much,

But the planning does.

Kissing may not matter much,

But the romance does.

The verbs or the nouns coming in the second lines of the above stanzas take the highest priority. The ones in the first lines do not die out but continue adding the freshness to the relationship time to time. More chances are that the lacking of highest priority items often ruins the relationship than not taking efforts to bring in freshness. People often complain that they are not being loved as much as they were during the start of the relationship. This happens because the craziness (of love) is mistaken or misunderstood as love and they did expect it to be there at every stage of love life.

That’s it from my side as of now on this topic.

Like, go crazy, love and keep it up! Life and love are beautiful. The moment they compete with each other, you can not ask for more!

Wanted or unwanted… Take Home #103

Either wanted or unwanted your doings are comments get flowing in from people all the time. If it is wanted, ignore them; they mean nothing to you. And if it is unwanted, ignore them anyway; they are not meant for you.

New Year and the Natural Newness!

Hi friends, hope you all had a blasting or I must say ‘thundering’ New Year’s night.

Wishing you all a very happy, energetic and eventful new year!

In spite of it’s repetitiveness, New Year eve ignites us with all sorts of resolutions. How many of them come true will only be known by end of the year. But we do not get realized completely as much as it should have been, as the year end again engages us in pulling out the list of brand new resolutions for the coming year. That’s how it is and that’s why we enjoy the eve every time despite of the flopped resolutions.

‘Natural newness’ is the phrase rounding in my mind whole day. Thinking of doing this and that in this year, taking things in this and that way, have been occupying my mind and I hope and wish you do have the same sense of feelings. Whatever it is, one thing is for sure that what’s all happening is for good provided we determine to take out the good hidden in every happening.

Apart from what I want to keep to myself I’d like to tell you on what I look forward in this New Year. Nothing alien; some smiles, some tears, some moments of satisfaction, some challenges, some successes, some failures, some happiness and lots of strength and courage to withstand and can still breath through the odds. Too many? Sorry, can’t help it!

Once again, I wish you all a good start in 2012. Enjoy the new calendar week!

So, its time to recollect…!

The year has been longer I feel. Two reasons why.

One, on the last night of last December I didn’t experience the joy similar to what I used to, on the New Year’s night. As I’m in a mood to celebrate it this year I certainly recollect the joyous celebrations from far past. I feel its too long time in between!

And two, this has been an eventful year for me in all terms. I had to marvel my guns to estate the mixed outcomes. I love the learnings I earned. I thank myself for the tsunami posts I did as ‘take homes’ at my blog which would surely release me from writing them down all at one go!

Apart from what I want to keep to myself I’d like to pen down my memories month by month. Let me clarify to myself how my memory is!

January: I lost my very good but visiting habit of writing diary. In fact I wanted to turn it to my permanent hobby. I flopped with no efforts spent not to. It was an effortful month at work.

February: I made maiden efforts in accompanying my close friend’s wedding-shopping. With the cricket world cup, I put all my efforts in improving my writing skill once again on the name of cricket, my favorite pass time.

March: I experienced a never before joy and along with it the newness as my birthday this time was celebrated thrice, covering all friends I have in Pune. I missed it out on attending my best pal’s wedding and this is one of those very times I felt disappointed about my working life. Cricket world cup robbed half of my thoughts.

April: I was first on Facebook. I felt immensely blessed with the idea after getting in touch with my long lost friends. After being almost a devotee and a big supporter of the Indian cricket team, I watched the World Cup winning moments with eyes full of tears. I’d been on a joyful and memorable trip to Ellora caves with team.

May: Mom and dad were here in Pune with me. We’d been on a family trip to Ellora and Ajanta caves. I think the first of it’s kind in the recent past. Mom was with me throughout the month and needless to say how tasty my food had been and happy my heart had been.

June: For the first time in my professional life I had to farewell one of my very few good friends. Later I took no time to realize that life till then was different. I got promoted and uplifted in spirits along with.

July: I still feel one of my happiest days at work belongs to this month. With the one hundred and twenty fifth Wimbledon championships I registered myself as a full time Grand Slam follower. I started one of my best hobbies all over again, book reading.

August: Home trip kept me away from the internet but narrowed down the distance between me and many houses of relatives and friends. Throughout the last six months I had been on full learning process at work, in terms of both technical and professional. Once again I archived myself as a big supporter following the debacle of Team India in England.

September: As a blogger I must say it was a successful month. I challenged myself with a minimum of one post every day and I conquered it. Off the record, I had to do couple of posts on wrong calendar date though. Plane crash of the Ice Hockey team did sensitize me for days. US open and the Men’s singles finals made me love the game more. I was back on track with book reading.

October: For the first time ever in my life I had been a full time marriage attendee. I enjoyed the wedding work as well my blogging on every day’s events. One more time I proved my bad habit of eating unsafely as the day of my cousin’s marriage turned out to be the most uncomfortable day of the year with the stomach upset. Though I’m now not completely up to the mark with safe intake I definitely changed my eating attitude.

November: One of the toughest months I ever had in my professional life. I had to withstand the feeling of departing another good friend at work. I sustained until the farewell party, finally I broke down. Reading the biography of Steve Jobs helped me in understanding the importance of pursuing the passion as profession.

December: Another successful month of blogging as my interest in writing took new turn. I had a satisfying week at work with an unexpected hit of work I did which in turn brought the rarest chance of meeting some of the successful professionals. Not to miss, my mind these days has been covered with hell lot of thoughts that I suppose I never had to face earlier. Hope the things settle down over next couple of months.

So, this is it with the recollection for this year.

I’ll post my thoughts on what I look forward in 2012 later, maybe tomorrow.

Guys and girls, ladies and gentlemen, I wish you all a very joyful New Year’s night tonight.