Cricket, UN and a set of balls

To begin with, I have always had a gut feeling that my passport would be snatched away abruptly by the government if they figured out that I lack the three basic ingredients of the Indian male.

1. I hate cricket
2. I don’t drink tea
3. I don’t scratch my balls in public

Coming to Cricket, it doesn’t amaze me that it’s a religion and undoubtedly the most popular game in the country. It’s probably the only game that allows you to be on the field and still have enough time to have tea, give television interviews, enjoy a cold pint, do your taxes and of course SCRATCH YOUR BALLS.


In the recent wake of the resignation of Dr. Shashi Tharoor over IPL Cricket controversy, I was angry-ashamed- tired at the same time. The dumb pot bellied tax evading citizens of India have once again proven that under no circumstances would an educated man be allowed to hold an office of repute.

What pisses me off additionally this time is that, a man of global stature who had a spotless and impressive career at the UN was humiliated and judged by immigrant Bihari reporters working for 3000 Rupees a month at a dozen odd ‘new Age news channels’ a.k.a Aaj Tak and India TV (A major portion of the 3000 goes into buying sleazy Hindi porn magazines showcasing Kamlesh and Pusspa from Darbhanga, for facilitating their hand motion routine to stay focused for the job)

The man who was in all aspects, eligible to be the next Prime Minister of India or at least be the recipient of a national honor has been subjected to pure unadulterated nonsense which the Indian masses readily gobbled up in the form of sensationalist news entertainment.

On the other hand are people like Lalit Modi, who learnt their dirty tactics at home during dinner table sessions. Coming from uneducated business families where it was all about making money and immigrating to a country where a 7/11 store could be operated with ease. Running the IPL franchisee with a typical Guajarati/Punjabi mindset. (Put half baked dancing chicks, make sure they are white, bombard all TV channels, buy stadiums then put em on rent, and YES help your own community...Aakhir Narendra Ji apne hi to hain)

I thank god for granting me the required quota of sanity for not being part of this retard crowd my country is full of, who do not raise their voice against the ejection of a wise and deserving man from the machinery that runs the nation.
I also salute Lalit and Narendra Modi for being able to have anal sex with their mother. Who needs Lashkar-e-Tayeba or Hizbul Mujahideen when we have these blood sucking sons of the motherland who do the job for them. A suicide bomber would kill 20 people at most, the ejection of a wise man from policy making affects the lives of millions. Go do the math yourself.
Screw you guys, im goin home.