I’ve heard this a lot of time from people. There are million other girls in the world, Is the ony girl in the world? You will get a better girl than her.

Ok to the latter I would say (this only applies if the person saying it is an attractive enough female) if that is the case, can will you be with me then? . To the rest I just have this to say. After taking the girls who are of ethnic groups or religion out of the equation, you will only be left with the girls that are of the same ethnic group and religion as you. Why is race and religion an issue? It’s because there will be another battle if the girl happens to be from another race or religion, a war if the girl turns out to be Muslim.

I am not ready, not even lift a finger or raise a word to defend or fight for any other girl. I’m too tired to do that and I am not convinced enough for other girls. So now sticking to the girls that are of the same race and religion, men being men are superficial we will want someone who is attractive, good-looking, gorgeous, with a good body, etc etc all the superficial stuff. I’m sorry ladies if that upsets you but I’m sure many of you already know this. Looks and what we see do matter no matter how ugly or fat we are.

So now taking the unattractive ladies out of the picture (beauty is in the eye of the beholder so what might be attractive to one but differ to another). We are not left with the attractive ones.  Most might have already been taken and a lot of times I see by people who aren’t quite up to the mark, they just have good luck. Then there are those that have a bad reputation and are labelled sluts and easy etc etc. They might have a chequered past but even if they want to reform, they are not given a chance because the society only knows to put them down all the time.

Again, I am not going to fight for them also. So what does that leave me with? The attractive good girl that fits the bill and where is she? I know where is she but I’m afraid there’s only one of her and there are others in the queue. Kiska number aayega, kisko petah? So to those that say that there are other girls, better girls yada yada just shut the *&^% up and put your money where the mouth is and show it to me.

To clarify my point, to be a policeman and a detective specifically was a childhood dream. The reasons why I signed up to be a policeman was because I had to serve National Service and what better way then actually living my childhood dream. I had no long-term ambitions associated to it. All I wanted was to experience the life of a police officer. By doing that, I would also earn more than the peanuts I would get being a NSman. Well comparatively, it is peanuts.

I had always marked down the job as a Broadcast Engineer/Co-ordinator as the dream job since I heard about its job scope from my friend who used to work as one. I realised that dream. It was a job that didn’t have that many responsibilities attached to it, which allowed me to persue my other commitments at the same time. I didn’t have to come to work so early and I didn’t work everyday. I worked only when I was scheduled to.  What’s more for ever day that I worked I earned $200 which was a neat sum of money if accumulated. Taking the example of those who work 5 days a week and with 4 weeks in a month, the total number of days would be 20 and the total I could earn in a month would be $4000. Absolutely brilliant.

I didn’t mind not working 5 days a week because I knew comfortably I could earn so much without CPF contribution. Who wouldn’t want that kind of money? I had a girlfriend that also felt like a dream-come-true. I have honestly been praying to God for love since my late teens and I couldn’t believe my luck when I got her. There were days when I would wake up and couldn’t believe my luck that I got her. It really felt like a dream.  The girl I’ve always wanted and have always been chasing. I love her with everything and she loved me too. Ridiculously she would claim at times that maybe she loved me more than I do when it was always the other way around.

Everything else was great in life.  Mine didn’t last long unfortunately and very mysteriously. It all came crashing down one after another. This was the instance when things go wrong, everything goes wrong. I wonder who might have cursed or cast an evil eye at it for it to just end just like that with the snap of a finger. However that is just the tragedy of my dream.

Who says dreams don’t come true? They do…..Who says dreams don’t last? They do…….There are people in everlasting dreams, living their dreams. Beautiful to hear. God bless them. So dream on, you never know one day God will help you to it. I would also wish that Satan doesn’t cast its evil eye on your dream because it can all crash like it has for me. There are a lot more evil eyes than good ones in this world today sadly…

I gave my 2 cents worth and said that it’s nothing wrong being her brother and getting his hand tied with the rakhi. To that he said if he went around doing that, how is he going to live? I answered you’re a married man after all and he said “So? Can’t marry again?” I received kudos from the ladies for what I said stating that it’s not right.

Being free, like match that was lighted, I started analysing what had just gone about. I feel what’s the use of being forced to marry if you feel your wife is not adequate for you or just one wife is not enough. Marriage, for me, is something that requires lots of commitment, responsibility and it has to be a decision that one has to be very sure about before going ahead with it. I feel, if you are to marry to someone, she has to be someone who would be adequate for you, someone for whom you would remain faithful to. Anyways the man has also the responsibility of being faithful and not betray the trust and faith, his wife has in him. After all the lives of 3 persons are at stake; pati, patni aur woh.

Yes I do know that I might be accussed of thinking too much but hey the grey cells in the brain are meant to be used. It certainly was not something to be taken seriously but certainly worth analysing. Through that, I can see where I stand in such matters. . It is just interesting to me and I like issues and situations that are thought-provoking. That is just how I am. Perhaps willing to debate all the time…….perhaps haha.

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in a landslide-
No escape from reality-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-
Because Im easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,
To me

Mama,just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,
Mama,life had just begun,
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-
Mama ooo,
Didnt mean to make you cry-
If Im not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Bodys aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I dont want to die,
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo figaro-magnifico-
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows….

Itni shidat se maine tumhe panneh ki khoshish ki hai,ki har zarre ne mujhe tumshe milane ki sazzish ki hai agar ending happy nahi toh picture abi baaki hai mere dost.

Kehte hain agar kisi cheez ko puri dil se chaho toh puri khayanat tumse milane ki kohshish lag jaathi hain…. thanks for reading again people.

I can relate to it because I am sweet and I didn’t go out that often. There was a point of time when my friends pointed out a billboard that said ” Why did the dodo get extinct?” The answer was “It should have got out more.” They directed that to me, justifiably so. My question to anyone who asks the question where was someone as sweet as you all this while…..if only I had met you earlier would be……”Well its not too late now. I’m still alive and single.” Unless of course you are not single and maybe dying soon then perhaps its too late.

Anyways putting that aside there’s also the matter of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. No matter how sweet and good you are, you will never get anything. You just need to be patient till the right time comes along. Be patient if you really believe in it I say. You live once, you can only really love once. Who knows you might have a love story worth sharing, that’s better than what we see on screens. Who knows?

With that I end this issue. I’m not looking for anyone although I am single. Who knows I might just have a damn good love story to tell my grandchildren in the future.

On dearly departed Michael Jackson….I’ve read some sub-nicks on MSN saying “I miss you MJ!” My response is I don’t think many of us knew him personally and didn’t have him quite as much in our lives to miss him. Unless of course you had regular contact with the great man. We knew him through his songs, his performances, from what we read of him. He is a legend. I am fan but he lives on in our hearts, it’s impossible to miss him that way.  I’ll still be trying to do the Billie Jean when I walk on the pavement or hoping that the tiles at home light up the moment I set foot on them.

The best sub nick I’ve read for the King comes from my friend Sunny: ” God eagerly wanted to watch MJ perform in Heaven”. Well said. Waheguru! Amen!

First port of call; football. I’ve already spoken on the horrendous showing of the Italian national team in the Confederations Cup. The silver lining in the dark cloud came in Sweden in the form of the Under-21s. It was a joy watching them and it really was a pity to see them get knocked out of the semi-final just when they were showing a gradual improvement from their performances in the group stage. It was the best Italy had played in the whole tournament and they got knocked out.

Well at least the lost in the best way possible (if there is such a thing at all). They lost with their heads held high. In football, some days things just don’t go for you and that was what happened against Germany which is also the beauty of cup competition; one bad game, one unlucky game and you’re out. A lot of potential in the squad and certainly a breath of fresh air to the stale senior team. I just hope these players get more of a chance at their clubs next season and really make a mark to be included into the senior team following 2 recent graduates in Rossi and Montolivo.

Moving away from football, Michael Jackson has passed away and everyone knows that. I was in denial when I got the news. Twice I dismissed it as a rumour only to be confirmed when I switched on the computer which automatically logged me onto the Internet and brought me to reality.  A childhood hero he certainly was, someone whom I listened his songs to when I was a kid. Perhaps I was in too much of an awe looking at him dance that I never attempted his dance moves. For me it’s sad that he has passed away with such controversy associated to his name, it’s sad because as the King of Pop, he didn’t deserve all that.  God knows if there was any truth in it or not but for his good name I hope there weren’t any. May his soul rest in peace, that’s what I prayed to God for.

All of a sudden now, Michael Jackson is cool again. People ridiculed him and laughed at him during his controversial times, now he has become an “in” thing again. It’s the first time in my lifetime that I’ve had to experience the death of a favourite celebrity. One of my other favourites; Freddie Mercury, passed away when I was only 6. I had trouble at that time to understand the meaning of being gay and how he contracted AIDS let alone fully grasp the magnitude of his death. For Michael Jackson, his songs have always been cool for me, his showmanship, his dancing it’s one of a kind. There’s not going to be anyone like him. His death has terribly saddened me but life goes on.

I’ve titled this blog isolation because I have isolated myself from the rest of the world. Perhaps it’s easy to do so in my case. My friends call me when they need something from me otherwise no-one remembers me when they want to have fun. I’ll do my calling and chasing to remind them I am still alive but to no avail. I don’t feel I’m that important to anyone because besides my parents when they are at work, no-one contacts me to just talk to me. Everyone who does has got something to ask or something to tell or some favour they need. I oblige because it’s better than not being contacted at all, at least I am of some use. Moreover, I am not a person who would help anyone I can even if I only know you fleetingly or you’re an enemy.

I am still jobless. I’ve tried a lot. I’ve put in a lot of job applications but the ironic thing is that the last two job offers I got required me to fork out money first to get a licence before I can get a job. Even temporary, part-time jobs have ignored me. What is wrong? It cannot really be just that times are bad and we are in recession. Bad luck? Bad karma? What is it?

Well anyways I got a business and I would really love to keep myself busy. I do my bit of calling around, of corresponding and of enquiring to do that. However, I’ve hit a bit of a quiet patch now and the anxiety and restlessness grows. I really need to look for more clients to keep myself busy. It’s not the money that I am after, it’s to kill my time every single day. I can’t spend too much time in the gym. Eventually I got to go home. When the Confederations Cup and Euro U-21s were on, it killed my time but now that they are nearing its end, there’s no football to watch on TV as well.

As you have read above and you would have already known, Michael Jackson passed away recently. People said he went into isolation after a period of time. I am in isolation now but for different reasons to him. Why am I in isolation? Just to cut myself out from the rest of the world so that I can have as little feelings as possible and not get attached or associated to anyone or anything. My commitments remain and my football team has been an outlet from this isolation.

Now I do feel down talking about this period of time, it’s not a relief, it doesn’t make me feel lighter. I am still the same because things are still the same. I just got to find ways and things now to keep myself up and my spirits up. Take care everybody and once again May You Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson. You will never be forgotten.

Italy entered as the World Champions and looked anything but World Champions. In fact, they’ve looked a lot less than World Champions for large periods of the time since they won the World Cup in 2006. They also became the first World Champion to have been knocked out at the group stage itself and the first not to win the Confederations Cup. I’m sure a lot of Italians would rather win the World Cup next year than the Confederations Cup this year as history would suggest Confederations Cup champions don’t win World Cups.

Italy were the oldest team in the tournament and it showed. A lot of the players seem to have left their best years behind them, the system too looks like something from years ago. Granted you don’t change a winning team and winning formation but Italy have not exactly evolved with time, not keeping pace with the developments in the game and have been found wanting twice this year by a big team in Brazil. Total score Brazil 5 Italy 0.

Brazil not known to have good defenders have defenders playing all around Europe and honing their skills including a couple at Inter in Italy; Julio Cesar and Maicon. They have learnt to defend and their game have evolved but not Italy’s. When Italy won the World Cup, a lot of the players were already in their late 20s and early 30′s. Some were late bloomers others were at their peak. How much more can one squeeze out of those legs? Unfortunately no-one had the foresight to start introducing younger, fresher legs into the team immediately. Not Donadoni, not Lippi.

I was pleased at first with the appointment of Donadoni because I felt being a young manager he would bring fresh ideas and wouldn’t be afraid to blood youngsters but he didn’t do so. The best thing he did was bring in Giorgio Chiellini, 25. A 26 year old, Daniele De Rossi has still got the legs being one of the younger players but he has had to cover so much ground for his older team-mates it seems at times to be a one-man midfield.

In defence it looks frightening that any team with a decent enough attack can get the better of the defence that at one time was so water-tight that no-one seem to be able to penetrate. All the opposition needs is for their attack to have speedy, fleet-footed attackers running at the Italian defence at speed to get the better of them. Not very typical of Italian defending.

In midfield, Pirlo remains the creative source, never known for his speed but he seems slower now and playing in a 3 man midfield where a lot of ground has to be covered without the help of wingers, he has been slow to cover the gaps.  Up front, strikers are being played as wingers and forced to defend thus nullifying their natural game. The goal-scorers, the central strikers can’t seem to score, leaving all their club form at their respective clubs.

Italy is crying out for a Vieri to bang in the goals and a Baggio to create the goals and just grab the game by the scruff of its neck and drag Italy across the winning line on sheer brilliance itself. I felt Italy’s humiliation and early exit would wake them up from their long hibernation but after reading the defiant comments from Lippi it looks like it will take a greater shock, something to happen at the World Cup or even before that for the Italians to wake up.

Granted that one can’t blood in so many youngsters at one time but the reliance on the heroes of 2006 is unmerited. Perhaps a change in strategy and formation will help. Unlike the great German side of the 90s, Italy have a great future with the crop of talented youngsters coming through being recent graduates from the under-21 scheme or currently still in the under-21 team. The side that won the World Cup in 2006 was build by Lippi based on merit consisting players in form at that time albeit introducing players who were considered late bloomers.

The risk that Italy faces is that by the time these youngster are introduced they might be in their mid-20s and still largely inexperienced at playing on the highest level of all.  From what I’ve seen of this squad, players such as Buffon, Zambrotta,Cannavaro,Pirlo and Gattuso can still remain but elsewhere changes have to be made. HAVE TO BE MADE!

However it’s also important the young players make the right choices and join the right clubs at the right time, getting as much playing time as possible and trying to play at the highest level of club football; European club competitions to get better. The future is bright we just need a new caretaker or a revolutionary head; not someone like Maradona but someone brave enough to give players a chance based on merit and not age. Someone brave enough to shake up the whole system and bring a modern style of play.

By the way the bid for Ronaldo has been accepted, he has stated his desire to leave and join Real Madrid, the team of his dreams, but as yet nothing has been signed yet and made official. Who knows there might just be a twist in the tale. What are the chances on Ronaldo still turning out in the red of Manchester United next season?

Back to my Argentine friend Carlos. He has decided to move on from the red of Manchester United and I greatly appreciate it that he has decided not to move to the red of Liverpool eventhough his good pal, Mascherano is there. I can sympathise and understand how Carlos feels and why he made his decision to move.

He probably felt it the moment Berbatov was bought and Tevez was clearly sacrificed for him. This was despite the fact that prior to that, Tevez was in good form. Obviously United didn’t pay so much to start Berbatov on the bench but I don’t it was fair to drop Tevez on the bench for that. One way of dealing with it I feel should have been to constantly rotate the strikers around or let those in-form start and slowly ease Berbatov in it.

That for me was where all the trouble started and he felt that he wasn’t appreciated as much.  Ferguson must have spoken to him but from that moment onwards it surely looks like preference was for Berbatov and it felt that way to me too. Deep down inside i’m sure Tevez would have loved to take up the offer and sign for the club but the fact that he wasn’t preferred must have irked him.

It’s been widely reported that Tevez played more games than Rooney and Berbatov but I feel a lot of those games came in the cup matches and the matches against the lesser lights of the Premier League. I honestly feel the United fans have been divided this season between the Tevezites and the Berbavites. I would imagine only a small percentage would fall into the latter category. Tevezites have voiced their appreciation and support for the player loudly but a murmur goes around when it comes to Berbatov. Some got a reason to boo him after his weak penalty against Everton and I feel many would rather he go.

I don’t feel he is anything like Cantona or Sheringham, he is just his own player, just Berbatov, the wrong man at the wrong place I feel. Maybe not the man for United perhaps, like another Veron, ironically an Argentine. I can feel for Tevez because I feel I’ve been in that situation that you work so much and so hard but you don’t feel appreciated eventhough the boss tells you how much you are appreciated, needed and wanted. You just have that niggling feeling and thought that you aren’t as appreciated, needed and wanted as they claim you to be.

I’ve felt that………still feeling it……….The only difference is that I have still not quit my club yet.  Food for thought but I just found what Tevez faced similar to my personal situation. The feeling of not being appreciated, credited, needed and wanted that just makes you feel compelled to pack and leave for elsewhere.

It was shocking as at the end of the season, Ronaldo stated that he was happy at Manchester United and would be staying. The rumours were abound once again but I had thought the signing of Kaka would have quelled them but lo and behold they bettered the bid for Kaka. It was shocking and I had that same undescribable feeling that I had when I read Manchester United had accepted Real Madrid’s bid for David Beckham.

Generally among United fans, some were shocked to hear the news, some were glad that he is going while others were worried on the future of the team without Ronaldo. Speculation has already started among fans on who should they buy and who should replace him. I personally don’t feel there are any better right-wingers around in the game at the moment so it will be interesting to see who they will sign to replace him.

This is of course not the first number 7 I’ve seen left Manchester United. The number 7 at United is a prestigious and glamour number just as number 10 and 11 are. When I had just started as a fan I saw the last days of Bryan Robson, Captain Marvel, I had heard a lot about him and watched many old FA Cup finals and England internationals to see the colossus Robson putting a top-notch performance that was certainly awe-inspiring and really left me breathless. I was left breathless looking at the ground he covered, the goals he scored, the positions he got into. A real inspiration, a real leader.

Then came another number 7, a personal favourite, still is one of my favourite players of all-time, Eric Cantona. I wanted to be him, play like him and that’s why I started off playing as a striker but a striker I wasn’t. I even imitated his kungfu kick at the Crystal Palace fan a number of times on my bed and tried it once in a primary school fight. Going back to the football field, I really looked up to him as a hero. The number of times he scored vital goals for United. The way his return from suspension helped United win the Double in 1995-96. Who can forget the winning goal against Liverpool in the final. Sweet as ever. I know and could feel his end was coming and true enough he dropped the bombshell that we wouldn’t be able to see the King again on the football field. We’ve always loved him and will carry on supporting his every endavour.

He was replaced by David Beckham, a former number 24, when he made his debut in the Cantona-inspired 1995-96 team. The number of vital goals he has scored for United cannot be forgotten. I still love his free-kicks which is for me the best way to take a free-kick. We all knew he was United through and through and we loved him for that. The energy he puts in running up and down and everywhere for the red jersey of Manchester United. The assists, his set-piece deliveries are second to none. He is still one of the best set-piece taker in the world. One more plus point for me was that we shared the same birth date, not the year of course.  We knew his end was coming after the falling-out he had with Ferguson. I felt it when I read that he cried the day he was told he was to leave United.

Then came a skinny Portuguese called Cristiano Ronaldo to take Beckham’s number 7 jersey. A total unknown but he mesmerised us with his skills on his debut itself. From there on, we’ve had some magical moments and frustrating moments with him as his game developed. He also developed from a boy to a man. We’ve seen him develop into the world’s best player. We’ve all seen what happened at World Cup 2006. The only thing I was worried about was the potential breakdown in the relationship between him and Rooney. That didn’t happen as they both worked in tandem to ensure United won the league in 2006-2007 after a 3 year drought. We’ve seen him score many spectacular goals and thanks a lot Ronaldo for all the goals you have scored for us, for all the contribution for the United cause. I really hope the next time you appear at Old Trafford, the fans will cheer you and sing your name because you have been a vital part of our history and you deserve that.

Many of us know you’ve made the wrong choice therefore we know it will not be a decision to haunt us. We do know that players come and go but Manchester United will always remain, no player is bigger than the club. Hopefully like how you were unearthed, someone else gets his break in your absence.