Its not just a game, its Cricket

In a far far away mystical land called State College, after the final bugles have been sounded with unfailing regularity by a cartain member of tribe Sarpatwari aka Totti, battle wearied warriors worn down by the dreary rigors of research step out ever so often in a battleground christened PCG. The battles fought are long and hard. Not an inch is given, none is exepected. Warpaint would be overkill but mebbe u might find them sporting some sunscreen soon enuff with the onset of summers. These battles part of PCG folklore now have been a part and parcel of my existence as a graduate student and I could not be more thankful to God for that.Cricket returned to PCG after a brief hiatus even though the quality of cricket played was as good as one might expect. I was very happy with my personal performance racking up some runs against a very potent bwling lineup consisting of Ajay, Point5, Sandy and Jai (the new PSCC strike bowler). For me its so much more pleasing when one's efforts end up in team victories, coz somehow i notice that brief cameos in losing efforts are not half as memorable and have zero recall value. All they end up garnering are some 'well tried' from the opposition team and thats never enuff.Went over to totti's place after play and spent time discussing something thats been the topic inviting some serious discussions and debates around state college recently. Guess we kinda overdid it and charan sat tucked up in a corner laptop in place for over an hour all psyched up. totti u make pseud tea duh btw (as u see i spent too much time with totti and co.)The day ended with some quality biryani (golu and co. if u read this in time plzzz doo invite me for finishin leftovers :) ) courtsey sardarni and i along with my stomach shall remain ever so grateful for that.