pawas neer and the bare cupboard...

ok this one is not about sachin...
yeah, i know he hit a 200, got the highest runs, made history, blah, blah, blah... there is nothing new in it, sachin was just doing his job... no, no, its not playing cricket, that one is for the lesser beings in the world of the game of bat, ball and 22 yard pitch...sachin's job is to play... no, no not cricket... i told u it was for the pontings, dhonis, smiths and sehwags... sachin plays a much higher one.. his job is to play GOD... and on the 25th of this month at gwaliar he did just that... he just did his job... (well, that too calls for much cheering and celebrations and hysteria, as very few in our esteemed country do their jobs well)... but thats that...
i m punching the key-board just to talk about me... (yes i m the most self-centred one on this planet..but then maybe its my job)... on the 18th or (maybe 19th) day of my self-exile i decided i needed to do something about myself... so i did some self assesment.... trust me, its fun... i added, substarcted, multiplied, divided and sachined (that is when u do something mathematically immpossible like hitting 200 in 50 overs) and sibbaled (this one u know) all the known and unknown factors in my life... and found an answer... siffer (0).... shunya...
now, dont shun it... '0' is the one of most important discoveries of all time (havnt u seen manoj bharat kumar's purab aur paschim)... but if its presiding as the sum of all ur achivements in life, its not pretty... so i re-checked, re-calculated, re-sachined, re-sibbaled and even tharoored (i mean twittered) some f my friends for help... but the result was the same.... 0.
i thought of all the shiny, hard-earned medals, sheilds and trophies in my cupboard back home... and then cancled them out.... yes my cupboard was empty... as bare as the wicket column of dale steyn in the last match...
i dont know... what shoud one do when... when all u have got in ur life is an empty slate...
one option was to deny everything (like the pakistani secy. did when asked about hafeez saeed)... or i cud have screamed foul play and gone and jumped from the burj khalifa (or maybe the civic center at minto road, its nearer)...
or maybe it was a chance to stats afresh... to write new things on the empty slate...(by the way why r we saying slate, it wud be better to say laptop nwdays)... to do something which does not get wiped out by the waves of life's ups and downs...
well, the last one sounded coolest.. so i ve decided to do something meaningful... to get that bloody siffer out of my book... i m on that path now... but the score is still the big 0... maybe i ve to something bloody big... is writing this blog counts?

P.S.- all my posts are folllowing one single theme nwdays, my miseries, my realizations and my inaction... mybe i m getting the MADHUR BHANDARKAR syndrome.. wat say u....