So many questions....no answers....

When the Men in Blue won the World Cup a few months ago, I honestly thought and believed this was where Team India would move forward and possibly follow in the Aussie footsteps of old.


So far, I am having a lot of doubts. Fine...the performance in the West Indies was okay to say the least but the Tour of England has been shambolic and utterly disappointing. I agree, we have had injuries (Zak on the 1st day of the test series, Bhajji & Yuvi after the 2nd test) but India have barely put up a fight. They had their chances in the 1st and 2nd test and let their advantage slip through their fingers. I do not even want to talk about the 3rd test as it was all over before it even started and there went our no.1 ranking.


Everyone keeps talking about how England are just so amazing and then they have annihilated the touring Indians and when you look at the scorecards, I would have agreed but my opinion is very simple. Team India have been doing superbly well over the last few years in both the ODI and test formats but it's high time that they hit a bad patch and this is it. To be fair, England have bowled like champs and the England batters are all in form.


All this talk just raises more and more questions about Team India....Is the batting line up ageing? Where are all the quality spinners gone? In a population of 1.22 billion, we do not have a handful of bowlers who clock around 90mph? Why are the youngsters not being given a shot? Why do India warm up with football?


I know MS Dhoni is trying to be calm and not worry about what has been happening in the series but so far, the Indians do not seem like they can get 20 wickets and I haven't seen that in a while. Bowlers do not come across as fierce, imposing or threatening. Praveen Kumar is consistent but has no pace. Ishant is just not consistent. Sreesanth is a head case. When it comes to the slow bowlers both Amit Mishra and Bhajji have not been looking like they're going to get wickets at all and to be honest it seems like an embarrassment when Swann turns the ball more than the kings of spin.


Of the batsmen, only Dravid seems to be in some sort of form with Dhoni showing glimpses and VVS never using his starts. Why India persist with Suresh Raina escapes me. India's weakness against the short ball came out during the 2009 T20 World Cup and they seem to have inkling to try and get past it. I would rather India give chances to the younger players and lose that way then to have their SO CALLED best team out on field and showing ZERO signs of fight.


I have brought this up over and over again....but why don't India produce any out and out fast bowlers??? This question is still waiting to be answered so any opinions would be welcomed. When I go out to play cricket, I stretch, do some sprints, catching practice, some batting and bowling practice. I am not an international cricketer and therefore my methods of warming up before games is probably low key but please explain to me where football is a better method. All i remember is that players get injured just like Yuvraj Singh did just before the 2007 World Cup and his knee is still not perfect.


I could keep going on and on but I feel I am getting carried away but can't help it as all I want to see is Team India performing to the best of their ability and currently that is definitely not the case.

1st impressions & thoughts....

Well it's hard to believe but I've been back in the UK for a week now and yet life hasn't really kicked in. To be fair I have been busy playing cricket, cooking, washing the dishes and clothes but still. I'm sure when uni starts, things will definitely be a lot different.



So what's happened so far. Staying at my sister's place, which is great but it is temporary and moving into my place will be a experience in itself as it's the first time my wife and I get to live alone and be a couple, no matter how cliched that sounds...but it is true...no lies.


Got to watch Day 2 of the 3rd test between India and England and was utterly disappointed to see a majority of the day tilt in favour of the Brits. It was boundaries galore, 2 dropped catches, a couple of wickets and Cook getting his hundred (eventually out for 290 odd).


At least after that, my day/evening got better, with my first net session with Harborne Cricket Club. I eventually got selected for both the Saturday & Sunday games scoring a 33 & 28 respectively. Not a bad start with 3weeks left till the end of the season to make a decent impression.




I have to admit though, that the standard of cricket here is just WOW. There is this kid from Oz, who is here on vacation and has been playing for the club's 1st team as well Warwickshire 2nds and has so far got nine 100's and one 50. Saw him bat the 1st day at nets and he just kept on casually hitting sixes, not with brute strength but pure timing. The kid's going to basically at some point have a chance to represent either Australia or England and HE'S ONLY 16!!!!! WTF




Anyways, I think that's more than enough chat about cricket. What else what else what else???I think this has been the first time that I have been in the UK for Indian Independence Day. Usually I have always been back home in Dubai but then spending it with my patriotic wife makes it a treat in itself so...YAY! Swati & I have started cooking dinner together, which has been loads of fun, especially while we watch the continuous episodes of CSI Vegas, NY, Miami and NCIS. We might not always know what the hell we're making but the end product tastes good and we're not in the bathroom the next day so...so far so good.




DO I miss home? Of course I do. I miss my mum, my family, my friends but then I think to myself and know that this is all for a year, so make the most of it AND ENJOY IT GOD DAM IT!




Tomorrow is a new day...so let's what it has in store for me and the Mrs...

What is good enough?

It's days like today, when many questions ring in my ears as if in the movies, when the main lead recalls important words said to him during his or her life. All these goings on make me question myself: What is good enough? Am I good enough?

Being good enough refers a box-full of topics. Am I a good brother? Am I a good son? Am I a good husband? Am I a good person?

I know that I can't be the judge of this as a bias exists but such days make me realise that I have to be honest to myself hence ruling out the possibility of such bias occurring. Let's assess these shall we?

Am I a good brother? Well, I love my sisters, I am extremely protective of them and I love spending time with them. Do I spend enough time with them? Possibly not but this has'nt pulled us apart as I believe that once one ages and matures, then there exists an understanding that develops, where you realize that can't always spend time with them but when you do, make the most of it and make it count.

Am I a good son? Both my parents have tried their utmost best to raise a strong. responsible son. Mum has done it alone for the last 11 years after losing Dad and I do admit that I do take her granted. I do get irritated with her and I do go very quiet sometimes. But when I'm on my own and start thinking about her, i just can't fathom what i would do if she wasn't around.

Am I a good husband? This is new territory for me even though it's 2 years to the day, that I got married. My other half is not perfect yet she is amazing. I'm lucky to have her. Her presence in my life has made me stronger and more independent. I wonder what my presence in her life has done for her? She loves me from the bottom of her her heart and hence shows that on her sleeve and so do I but I show it from a distance so to speak. She is so creative in love whereas I come across as the chilled out one. I am not a do-er at all. I don't always talk and am probably the most mono-syllabic person in my family. I am supportive and I am always wanting to help her in any way possible but I can do better. I want to do better.

I think all the above helps summarize what sort of person I am today. I can't be the judge. I think everyone who knows me needs to read this and judge for themselves.

It also happened to be Father's Day and I honestly would love to know what dad thinks of his son as a final end product of being a brother, son and husband. Have I done good? Do I make him proud? His guidance right now would be worth its weight in gold.

So the questions still remain unanswered. Am I good enough? What is good enough? What to try and answer it? Be my guest....

Real beauty … through my eyes!

Beauty is talked about and mentioned so often, yet everyone’s perception of it differs from person to person, almost like a fingerprint…unique in its own way.

I have my own perception, but to be honest, this has changed over the years from a beautiful portrait or painting to gorgeous looking women to what it is now. I don’t perceive beauty as being physical all the time anymore. There are beautiful people, beautiful sights and beautiful moments.

A person classifies beauty based on appearances and, of course, on what is on the inside, which sounds very clichéd but is very true.

To me, a beautiful person is a woman, who does not work in a 9 to 5 job but from 9am to 2pm and 5pm to 10:30pm, and also has to be called in to work at random hours of the night. Nothing slows her down as she has done this year in and year out. She has to do everything for everyone, whether it be sorting out car registration or being awake before you leave the house for work so she can get a glimpse of you. Her love is unconditional. Her love is maternal. This woman barely sleeps but is awake to everything around her. She can sense tension and can tell when something is wrong or bothering you. She never complains whether it be, her aching feet or her aching heart that misses her husband, who was there by her side for so many years only to be taken away. The children might think they lost their father but that does not compare to the loss of a soul mate; it trumps us no matter what. Yet, this woman lives on, doing whatever it takes to make the lives of her children run smoothly. She is selfless, which can be annoying a lot of the times but then to imagine her not being around is very scary to say the least. This person is my mother. She is a beautiful person, with a beautiful heart and a beautiful soul. This is true beauty to me.

Moments can also be a form of beauty. There is one moment I would have loved to experience first-hand but then again, my name is not MS Dhoni. Cricketers, especially batsmen, know when you’re in form or not. First of all, you get your body behind the ball, as your feet are quick to move. Secondly, when an out of form batsman strikes the ball, he either does not hit it off the meat of the bat and if he does, he does not hit the gaps but instead, hits it straight to fielders. When fortunes change, the ball hits the meat and you don’t feel it PING off the bat and you don’t hit the fielders anymore as you bisect the standing fielders almost at will.

During the 2011 ICC Cricket World Cup final versus Sri Lanka chasing 274, Dhoni promoted himself up the order knowing he was not in form. Realizing the gravity of the situation, Dhoni led from the front hitting an unbeaten 91 off 79 balls. Where does beauty come in all this you ask? Well, the moment Dhoni hit that ball into the stands for 6 to win the World Cup for India after 28 years of waiting, 1.21 billion people watched in awe and saw their dreams come true; whereas Dhoni just stared at the ball disappear into the crowd. He then smiled and that moment has probably been etched into my mind forever as one fantastic moment of beauty.

This is beauty to me. I am sure that there are more examples I could have drummed up but these two stood out in my mind when the topic was brought forward.

Bosi & I

The world is made up of hundreds of countries, billions of people and hence a wide diversity of culture. I’ve stated the obvious but one thing that is common here is that these billions of people are broken into families and every family is unique in its own way just like DNA. There might be some similarities but in totality there is something that makes them stand apart.

Within families, exist various relationships between the members. Yes, like a lot of people say, the relationship between parents and their children is strong bond, which is great but very clichéd. Everyone talks about their special relationships to their parents but forget them; this one is about mine with my dad; we’ll call him Bosi for short.

My life is like anyone else’s as I am part mom and part dad; just like the two sides of a coin. My dad was mostly strict with me while my mom did what a lot of moms do, and that is to shower love, protect from trouble be friend too. My dad (Bosi) was a strong person, who loved his family and commanded a lot of respect from peers and our extended family; not because he was hardcore or strict but the way he came across allowed you to do nothing else but respect the man.

Memories with my dad vary from being amazing to the usual low points. It’s how you get past the low points that strengthens and puts meaning to the relationship.

Growing up, mom used to spoil me crazy while dad would come out with the usual dialogue of how spoiling me wasn’t a good idea and that she had to stop falling for my irritating antics…I AM JUST THAT GOOD! When it came to school I was always in the hot seat; pretty much from the 7th grade onwards when I happened to rank 38th out a 120 students.. not bad right? I didn’t get the reaction expected and after compared to what my sisters were achieving, the next step was to flood my after school life with tuitions…. SUPER!

Being the youngest in the family is great as youre spoilt silly but there is a crap load of pressure to deal with, especially when it comes to matching up to 2 smart sisters. I have always been competitive growing up and even now. It probably is displayed most when I play sport but failing wasn’t something I took very well; always very hard on myself. When it came to exams, I disappointed more than impressing, and that just made me hide the truth from dad, but lies only go so far. I got caught out, and to this day remember sitting in dads lap seeing him tear with that look of a father let down. I never did that again; I might have not scored well all the time but hiding it wasn’t an option.

There have been so many fond memories of Bosi & I that I don’t know which to recount. I remember in the late 90s, I was about to start university in Manchester and dad thought it was time for him to have a word with me.. MAN to MAN!!! He kept it short & sweet and said, “beta, be careful of gori women, as they’re always ready to take their panties off!” Well put I thought and of course this has stuck with me since and I think it’ll definitely be passed on verbatim. I even remember the times, when I was back at home for the holidays, dad used to come into my room and chill on the floor nicely eavesdropping on my conversations with my female acquaintances. He would always ask, “kiss se baatein ho rahin hain???” Of course, I would tell him and that’s how we’d catch up on things.

My mum and dad made an awesome couple. They just were so good together. I would love it when dad used to get ready for a dinner invitation, mum would invariably be late and that infuriated dad. He would tell mum off and ask her to rush. As soon as she walked down and of course feeling bad after dads scolding, dad would slowly walk up and tell her, “by the way.. bohot achi lag rahi ho”. Going back to my difficult days with education, I remember having to re-sit my 1st year Med School exams. 14 exams in 15 days. On passing those exams, mum and dad asked me to come home for a week as a treat to me passing. To this day, I can’t forget walking through the immigration line at the airport seeing my dad watching down over me with this huge smile and showing a typical Indian THUMBS UP indicating a job well done. Not long after this, I lost my dad and it’s been over 11 years living without him. It is hard, not just for me but for the whole family and especially my mom, who has shared every waking moment of her married life, every success and every failure with that man.

My dad to me was the strongest man I have ever known and there are a few made like him. I hope he is happy with where I am now. I might have not got a medical degree but I got an Economics degree instead and am qualified CA…not bad eh? Hope he can see his awesome daughter in law, who like my mum was to him, is my pillar of strength today. I wish she had a chance to meet my dad but it’s ok as she can learn about Subhash Chander Verma through me and my stories.

Ae Watan Tere Liye...sorry for the wait!!!

To achieve success, one must get through a number of obstacles and face disappointments in different shapes and forms. In trying to be successful, I myself am going through what people might call a crossroads of sorts. 6 years of work experience and to be honest, no real stability to show for it. I have a fantastic wife, wonderful in-laws but there is no direction…yet. My time will come; sooner or later and I know I will have to work for it but it’s never too late. Forget about me for now and focus on someone else who has done what I am doing at this point of time. Someone has been waiting for years to prove a point and be recognized. Any guesses?

That someone is not a person but a group of people backed by millions, no actually billions of people. It is Team India. 28 is an interesting number for 2 reasons. I actually first met to be wife when I was 28 and just short of my 29th birthday but 28 is also the number of years India had to wait to see those 11 men lift the World Cup for the second time. 28 years is a long time as it’s actually another 7 World Cups, but was it worth it? Stupid question.

For a professional to win a tournament or championship is always an arduous task, filled with moments of pain, disappointment and ecstasy. It’s almost like those movies where the protagonist has to complete all the tasks without getting killed so as to save the princess or find the treasure. It’s a journey, and Team India’s journey is one I can’t stop reminding myself about.

6 league matches, a quarter final, a semifinal and the final. To be honest, India’s performance in the league phase was lackluster to say the least, with the batting probably at 80% potential while the bowling was no way near potent.

Against Bangladesh in the opening match of the tournament, the Indians were on fire when they batted first up, with Sehwag amassing 175 and Virat Kohli hitting a debut World Cup century. The bowling was less to be desired with Bangladesh falling short by 87 runs with only Zak and Munaf putting in positive performances.

India then went up against the Brit boys in Bengaluru. I was lucky enough to witness that see saw game which showcased a Sachin Tendulkar hundred with 4 big sixes off Swann and Collingwood and a mammoth Strauss 158. The game ended a tie but was filled with so many breathtaking moments such as:
1. Hearing the Indian national anthem in a stadium filled to the brim with 45,000 people.
2. Sachin’s hands aloft celebrating his feat.
3. Hearing 45,000 people calling Ian Bell a cheat when he should have been given out LBW to Yuvraj Singh.
4. The Indian comeback, thanks to Zaheer Khan’s super return spell.

After that tantalizing game, India went up against Ireland (England’s conquerors) and the Netherlands. India won but not convincingly at all and eyebrows were raised as to why the minnows were not blown away. Still….a win is a win and points on the board as they say.

March 12th…Nagpur..India vs South Africa…GAME ON! After losing the series 3-2 in their backyard, India had a point to prove and did so up until 267 for 1 as Sehwag and Sachin went on a rampage. From then on, India imploded losing 9 wickets for 29 runs as the batting power play proved to be a catalyst in the Indian collapse. India made a fight of it. When it looked like they had a foot over the line, they were piped at the post thanks to what a majority of India thought as a bad decision by the captain, as Ashish Nehra gave away the 13 runs off the final over needed, with Peterson doing the scoring. Should Bhajji have bowled the final over? I thought so but I’m not MS Dhoni.

By the time India played the West Indies, everyone knew who had qualified for the quarter finals but group standings had yet to be decided. Sehwag was out with an injury and R.Ashwin was brought in to debut, and he didn’t disappoint. After Yuvraj’s super hundred in the Chennai heat, India put up a fighting total of 268 and thanks to an impressive bowling effort when it looked like the Windies were on target, victory was achieved by an 80 run margin and a tantalizing contest with the defending champions, Australia was set up in the quarter final.

A repeat of the 2003 World Cup final. Even though we beat the Aussies in the practice game; that counted for nothing as a do or die game is where it all counts. Australia was unbeaten in over 33 World Cup matches starting from the 1999 edition. Ponting was under pressure for not having any scores behind him and Dhoni needed the boys to put in a good effort in the field. Finally my hopes and prayers had been answered as Suresh Raina found his way into the squad at the expense of the under-performing Yusuf Pathan. Batting first, the Aussies put up 260, with Ponting playing a captains knock getting to a hundred being supported by Haddin and David Hussey. The Indians had fielded well but chasing against an Aussie attack made up of Brett Lee and Shaun Tait would not be easy.

The Men in Blue started well but lost Sehwag for 15. Sachin and Gauti consolidated with both notching fifties. Tait got rid of Sachin and for some reason after trying to run himself on 2 occasions, Gambhir did so on the 3rd attempt. With 74 still needed and the captain back in the dugout, in walked Suresh Raina. How would he fare? Would he face a barrage of short stuff? He did face the short stuff but came out pulling along the ground and confidently running ones and twos with Yuvi, who was closing in on yet another 50. Tait came in pounding at Yuvi and he pounded him to the boundary. Lee tried yorking him and he guided him fine to the 3rd man boundary. Batting power play taken and Raina lofted Lee over his head for a sublime six. Field brought in and Yuvraj cover drove Lee to the fence and fell to his knees in ecstasy as India had done what no one had for over 11 years. They had sent the Aussies packing. From one exciting encounter, India had now set up the match of the tournament; a mouthwatering show down against Pakistan in Mohali.

India Pakistan World Cup matches have always been one sided with India winning on all 4 occasions but never say never as anything could happen on the day. The last time India had played Pakistan at Mohali had seen India on the losing side, when Inzamam’s side chased down India’s 321 comfortably, so a big score had to happen. India won the toss and decided to bat. Sehwag came out like a man on a mission and dismantled Umar Gul like a tinker toy as he raced to 38 off 25 balls. Sachin finished on 85, having been dropped not once but 4 times and escaping an LBW shout initially given only to be reversed on review…THANK YOU UDRS!!! Wahab Riaz ended up causing the most damage dismissing Kohli and Yuvi in successive balls, leaving the Men in Blue tottering at 141 for 4. In the middle now, was Dhoni and Raina, who battled hard to take India to 260, which was par total for the ground averaging 253 for 1st innings. Pakistan started off briskly but once they lost their openers, their momentum grounded to a halt thanks to all-round good bowling effort from their 5 bowlers , who took 2 wickets each. Asad Shafiq and Umar Akmal did give the Indians a bit of a scare but removing them before they got going meant a job well done and even a Misbah hitting spree in the last 2 overs was too late to count. Hence…INDIA THROUGH TO THE WORLD CUP FINAL against SRI LANKA. Could this be the year?

An Asian team had now been in the World Cup final in every edition since 1992. What an achievement.

2nd April 2011 ... Remember this day! India vs Sri Lanka for the 2011 ICC Cricket World Cup.

Who would get a game in the final? Would the 3Ms (Malinga, Murli & Mendis) play? Would Ashwin or Nehra play? Well, Mendis didn’t play as they opted for Suraj Randiv due to the fact that in recent times, the Indians had played him particularly well. Neither Ashwin or Nehra played as India opted for Sreesanth, with Nehra out with a fractured finger from the Pakistan game. Shocks were flying through both sides of the fence. TOSS TIME. Sri Lanka called right and in they went to bat.

The first 10 overs showed the Indians field as if their bodies were taken over by the Proteas; diving to the left and right, stopping runs like they were fire fighters saving lives. Zak bowled a superb opening spell of 5-3-6-1 accounting for the wicket of Tharanga. DIlshan and Sanga then brought life into the innings with Dilshan unfortunately bowled by Bhajji in a very weird fashion. Mahela and Sanga then did what they do best…building a partnership through no risk at all. With Sanga falling one short of his 50, Mahela then built fifty plus partnerships with Samaraweera and Kulasekara, taking him to his hundred and Sri Lanka to 274.

India had a problem. They would have to make the highest chase in World Cup history and no team had lost if their player had scored a century. Odds against India? Would Sachin win this World Cup for his nation? So many questions, yet those questions might have been answered as India lost Sehwag without tickling the scorers to Slinga Malinga, and he was soon followed by the master blaster, who nicked Maliga to the keeper, who gleefully accepted. The Wankhede crowd went silent as Malinga ran riot. Would India fail at the final hurdle again?

Kohli joined Gambhir and they both strung together an 83 run partnership at a good rate that seemed to lift the spirits and keep those 1 billion Indian hopes alive…WAIT! Dilshan came and plucked a return catch out of nowhere to remove a flabbergasted Kohli for 35. In came Yuvraj…NO…this wasn’t Yuvraj but captain cool himself. Dhoni had promoted himself up the order, maybe to continue the left hand right hand combo. Just imagine the pressure on the captain at the time. He had not scored many runs and at 114 for 3 if Dhoni were to get out, who knows what would happen. Dhoni played the innings of a lifetime; rotating strike and hitting the occasional boundary. He and Gambhir put on 109 before Gambhir gave it away being on 97. 54 still needed and Yuvi strolls in. A captain is valued based on the decisions he makes, the results he brings and what he gets out of his players. Dhoni did all of this and more, leading from the front, hitting boundaries of Murali, Suraj Randiv, Malinga and a six of Perera. With victory in sight and 4 runs needed, Dhoni tonked Kulasekara over long on for a massive 6, smiling at the shot and then turning around to pick up stump, while Yuvi rushed to his captain to embrace him.

INDIA HAD WON THE WORLD CUP.

I fell to my knees and broke down watching that ball fly over the boundary. I still think back to that day and my hair still stands up on end. I see Dhoni, Sachin, Yuvi and Bhajji crying after what happened and I can’t help but wonder how much pressure they must go through. To see India lift that trophy was a sight I will never ever forget. To hear what Virat said about Sachin, was probably the best way to dedicate their win to him. Everyone on that team wanted the World Cup, not for themselves but for the man who has worn the Indian badge on his chest since the tender age of 16 and given so much to the game and the country. As Mathew Hayden said "His life seems to be a stillness in a frantic world...When he goes out to bat, it is beyond chaos - it is a frantic appeal by a nation to one man". Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar wanted to win a World Cup and so he did on 2nd April 2011.

What do you want to be???

Whenever you ask someone “So..what do you want to do or be when you grow up?”, they always have an answer because that’s something they have been thinking and decided on for years and years. “I want to become a lawyer!” “I want to become a doctor!” I want to become an accountant!” or “I want to become an engineer!” are usually the most common answers. When I got asked that question eons ago, I confidently said. “I WANT TO BECOME A BOXER!” Excuse me???

Over the last year and a bit, this question has been hovering around in that brain of mine. Having left medicine at university (Manchester) and then graduating with an Economics degree instead, to working for one of the Big 4 (PricewaterhouseCoopers Dubai) only to be let go at the drop of a hat after giving 5 years of my life after attaining my chartered accountancy as well. Now, I work in a job in the field I love but will I get anywhere here? I don’t think so.

From the time you are growing up and each year of school is gradually getting more and more important hence the parents’ more intense interest in what marks you’ve brought home. My parents never cared about what the other kids’ parents thought or how they were doing. They just wanted their son to do well and get into a good university, hence get a good degree and wagera wagera wagera (etc etc etc). My attention span has always been on the short side hence EASILY distracted but the parents still put me through tuition after tuition in biology, chemistry, physics, economics and calculus. Quite a lot eh? It helped. Got through A Levels eventually and then at Manchester University and back in Dubai in 2011.

I am constantly wishing i was like others, who are probably more settled in life and seem like they have direction and have a plan for themselves. For me, things are a lot different. I thought I would enjoy auditing and I didn’t. I was working very hard in the role I was in, yet appreciation was actually quite hard to come by. Accounting has never been my strong suit yet I think I gave it my best shot. On transferring out of that department into advisory services, things seemed to be looking up. I got to travel to the Maldives (ON CLIENT WORK OF COURSE) and also worked on some high profile clients. Yet, one day in March, it was rumored that heads were going to roll at the firm and all were saying “NO WAY THAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN” and then post one lunch time people were called in one by one. I happened to one to be one of them. Walked in, sat down and heard this crap about how they wanted some people to take 3 months of unpaid leave with a view to come back to work post that.

Like the many idiots around, I had this strong feeling that I would be back at work in 3 months but on 30 July, I was told not to bother. So, from having a steady job and new fiancé, I went to being unemployed and this carried on for pretty much a year until I got accepted in to a B school in the UK, only to defer the acceptance for year to take my current job where things are definitely not as rosy as they appear to be, and so I am heading out for a year for my MBA and hence resigning from my current post.

I know the year in the UK is going to fly especially since my wife and I will be studying together but then what after that? People have their careers planned out and know where they are going to be and then there’s me; unsure of what lies ahead and yet hoping and praying I get to do something I love. Only time will tell.