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Is SRT God, hmm. He was with me all the time I was growing up. He was one constant, omnipotent presence in my life full of ups and down. He has made me laugh and made me cry by his actions. He has had and still has the power to make or spoil my day. I once split with one of my grifriends-this was the end result of long chain of events starting by his getting out cheaply against Pak and spoiling my mood. Growing up, my walls were covered by his posters in various mudras. I had his rudra roop and his calming smile. I had his nataraj shot and his paddle sweeps. My mum used to remind me to mutter a prayer under my breath before going to sleep. But no one needed to remind me to look at his poster and silently thank him every night. He was my inspiration and my guide. I have flunked exams when there were cricket matches. I have skipped school. Like God he has worked in myserious ways. He has let me down and then lifted me up. Watching him play, i have forgotten the canings I sometimes got from dad. I have stood in crowds as huge as those in Tirupathi in hot sun just to catch a glimpse of him playing in a TV showroom. Just like I remember to stop and bow my head whenever I pass a temple, I pause before his pictures in shops. i have listened to his interviews like gospel. I couldnt trust the politicians. The actors were too shallow. He was a perfect idol. Is he God for me. I dont know. What do you think?
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Is SRT God, hmm. He was with me all the time I was growing up. He was one constant, omnipotent presence in my life full of ups and down. He has made me laugh and made me cry by his actions. He has had and still has the power to make or spoil my day. I once split with one of my grifriends-this was the end result of long chain of events starting by his getting out cheaply against Pak and spoiling my mood. Growing up, my walls were covered by his posters in various mudras. I had his rudra roop and his calming smile. I had his nataraj shot and his paddle sweeps. My mum used to remind me to mutter a prayer under my breath before going to sleep. But no one needed to remind me to look at his poster and silently thank him every night. He was my inspiration and my guide. I have flunked exams when there were cricket matches. I have skipped school. Like God he has worked in myserious ways. He has let me down and then lifted me up. Watching him play, i have forgotten the canings I sometimes got from dad. I have stood in crowds as huge as those in Tirupathi in hot sun just to catch a glimpse of him playing in a TV showroom. Just like I remember to stop and bow my head whenever I pass a temple, I pause before his pictures in shops. i have listened to his interviews like gospel. I couldnt trust the politicians. The actors were too shallow. He was a perfect idol. Is he God for me. I dont know. What do you think?
:two_thumbs_up:
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Is SRT God, hmm. He was with me all the time I was growing up. He was one constant, omnipotent presence in my life full of ups and down. He has made me laugh and made me cry by his actions. He has had and still has the power to make or spoil my day. I once split with one of my grifriends-this was the end result of long chain of events starting by his getting out cheaply against Pak and spoiling my mood. Growing up, my walls were covered by his posters in various mudras. I had his rudra roop and his calming smile. I had his nataraj shot and his paddle sweeps. My mum used to remind me to mutter a prayer under my breath before going to sleep. But no one needed to remind me to look at his poster and silently thank him every night. He was my inspiration and my guide. I have flunked exams when there were cricket matches. I have skipped school. Like God he has worked in myserious ways. He has let me down and then lifted me up. Watching him play, i have forgotten the canings I sometimes got from dad. I have stood in crowds as huge as those in Tirupathi in hot sun just to catch a glimpse of him playing in a TV showroom. Just like I remember to stop and bow my head whenever I pass a temple, I pause before his pictures in shops. i have listened to his interviews like gospel. I couldnt trust the politicians. The actors were too shallow. He was a perfect idol. Is he God for me. I dont know. What do you think?
Wah wah :hail: :hail:
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I can be pretty cheesy when I want to' date=' huh?[/quote'] Actually I liked the write up a lot. Cutely done, by someone clearly in awe of Tendulkar. :icflove: On Topic: Tendulkar maybe a decent cricketer and all, but he is no God. Having a squeaky voice instantly disqualifies him from the race to divinity.
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He was my inspiration and my guide. I have flunked exams when there were cricket matches. I have skipped school.
Wow, no other GOD can do this, get a kid to flunk exams and skip school all the while getting inspired and be guided. :cheer: nice write up though. :two_thumbs_up: For me personally, when I am done watching a game, I am really done. They have absolutely no other bearing on my life, other than taking away more of my time while I discuss them on message boards.
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Is SRT God, hmm. He was with me all the time I was growing up. He was one constant, omnipotent presence in my life full of ups and down. He has made me laugh and made me cry by his actions. He has had and still has the power to make or spoil my day. I once split with one of my grifriends-this was the end result of long chain of events starting by his getting out cheaply against Pak and spoiling my mood. Growing up, my walls were covered by his posters in various mudras. I had his rudra roop and his calming smile. I had his nataraj shot and his paddle sweeps. My mum used to remind me to mutter a prayer under my breath before going to sleep. But no one needed to remind me to look at his poster and silently thank him every night. He was my inspiration and my guide. I have flunked exams when there were cricket matches. I have skipped school. Like God he has worked in myserious ways. He has let me down and then lifted me up. Watching him play, i have forgotten the canings I sometimes got from dad. I have stood in crowds as huge as those in Tirupathi in hot sun just to catch a glimpse of him playing in a TV showroom. Just like I remember to stop and bow my head whenever I pass a temple, I pause before his pictures in shops. i have listened to his interviews like gospel. I couldnt trust the politicians. The actors were too shallow. He was a perfect idol. Is he God for me. I dont know. What do you think?
:hail: Yes, definitely a GOD.
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Actually I liked the write up a lot. Cutely done, by someone clearly in awe of Tendulkar. :icflove: On Topic: Tendulkar maybe a decent cricketer and all, but he is no God. Having a squeaky voice instantly disqualifies him from the race to divinity.
In fact, judging by his height, he is probably a hobbit. :phehehe:
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