Batsmen bats for Money rather than the country

Hai folks…..

The recent Chaos  in the International Cricket has clearly shown that many players are definetly

batting for the sake of money. These happenings has made the Sport to feel ashamed of itself.

I guess the game was adorned by the likes of Don Bradman,Vivian Richards,Gavaskar and

many.Right ?. It is totally disgusting for the game which lies in the hearts of millions and millions

of people.

The players should think of how people had played the sport in the past with lots of passion only

for the sake of nation and not for the money. The International Council has to take proper measures

for preventing these kind of mishaps to happen in future. Stingent punishments must be awarded for

these brats who changes their color for money, leaving the country and the sport behind them.

-j.k.b.s

I was really near but I could’nt……

One day I was there in my college unusually after the classes were over. I had to be there for a test that was scheduled in the evening. The climate was too good and the winds pleased me when I was waiting for the start of the test outside the classroom. After a while the darkness in the form of the clouds surrounded the light carpet of sky. I was wondering whether there would be rain that day. I was peeping the skies from the window of the building to check whether the rain had started.Suddenly a hand shrugged my shoulder for which I came to the reality. It was my friend Krish who told me to come inside the class room as the test was about to begin. While moving through the benches I prayed the shower to start after the test was over so that I can enjoy it after a long time of dry summer.

After few minutes my test was started and I was not so keen on it. It is too hard to write even an easy test when we are not mentally concentrated. I too had been struck in the same situation at that time. Suddenly when I was trying to answer a few a water droplet fell on my had from the window some feet away from where i was sitting. The drizzles and the moisture was increasing along with my curiosity. But it was shut down when the boy near the window closed it and shattered my happiness.

At that time I thought of finishing the test as fast as i could so that i shall get myself drowned . But when I was about to leave the proffesor asked me stay in the class until the duration of the test was over. I was very angry at him as the rain was too heavy. It took half an hour for coming to the end of the test but the thing that was happening before half an hour stopped abruptly before I could enjoy it.

At that time I thought “I was really near but I couldnt……”

Fiction : Rifle’s Rivalry -1

CHAPTER- I

3, June 2009 Berlin

The plane routed through the runway and halted after sailing some distance in it. The writer James Rook came out of the airport after twenty minutes of check out .James Rook was a writer from Australia who had been announced the prestigious golden award for his “Hour of Fear” novel. He had come to Berlin for receiving the award. He was received by an official at the exit of the airport. They then loaded the baggage into the car and started for the hotel.

Rook after completing the procedures at the reception got into his room. He had his award ceremony after two days. He was tired and slept for the rest of the day.

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The next day started with a chill morning and the sun rays were only source of heat inside the room. Rook was late and got ready for roaming through the city that day. Since he came to Berlin for the first time he was very excited to move through it.

After he was ready he called the official

“ I like to visit the city today as there is leisure time today”.

The official replied “Sir I’ll send a guide to take through various places around Berlin in an hour”.

Rook hung up the phone and arrived at the lobby of the restaurant. After spending some time there he went into the restaurant for having his break-fast. The restaurant was well furnished and was designed in a roman style of architecture. There were a lot of ancient paintings hung over the wall of the restaurant. The tables were arranged in a column wise manner separated by wooden frames. The German traditional music was being played which gave a pleasant feel to Rook.

He sat over a table at the right most corner of the restaurant. Then a waiter in traditional suite came to the table for getting the order. Since he was in Berlin for the first time he had no knowledge of the food available here. So he ordered cheese burger and fruit juice for his break fast. He noticed many people around him were foreigners. Mean while an elderly person came near Rook and stared at him for a while.

“Excuse me Sir” he said “ I am John Schemer. I guess you’re James Rooks , award winning writer“

Rooks smiled “ Yeah, I’m Rooks and glad to meet you John “.

John became very happy and said “ Rooks I had read your award winning “Hour of Fear” novel which impressed me a lot”.

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“ Thanks John” Rooks  added “ Its the motivation of the readers like you that make me to write more and more “.

“That’s great about you Rooks. I wish you to write more and bag lot of awards” as the waiter came to the table he was leaving “ I’ll sign off now. Hope to see you during the award ceremony at Barracks Palace “.

“ See you John” as Rooks started to have his break fast.

After having the break fast at the restaurant he went to the reception. The reception had a

long sofa and a lot of magazines were placed in the table in front of it. He sat over the sofa and took an English magazine.

Meanwhile the official came nearby Rooks “ Excuse me Sir, I am Andy Richie” he added “I have come here to get you around some of the famous places in Berlin”.

Rooks stood “ That’s great Andy Richie. Shall we make a move ?”

Andy nodded and they both started to move out of the reception. Andy guided him to the car and they started out of the hotel.

- j.k.b.s

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