In the last couple of years many people have walked in and out of my life. I cared for everyone. But I don't crib over the people who walked out. I am indeed incredibly indebted to all those who walked out at some stage or the other. I hope those who are willing to walk out, do it at the earliest and make my world more beautiful.

God, someone please change the name of the movie "Slum dog Millionaire"( the first word slum dog).
Its degrading as well as mocking the slum dwellers who are humans like others who have made the movie.
Agreed the movie is good, and watchable. But please do away with the first word in the movie title.

The only recurring dream....
I hold no regrets but for one all my life till date. Not playing football after leaving school pains me a lot.
Running towards the opponent's goal post with the ball at your feet. Dribbling past the players and outplaying them on your way to the goal post...
Alas! I think there is no greatest pleasure than such experience(they say one of the greatest pleasure is having sex which I never had coz I am not married).
Nothing comes on par with the act of running with the ball at your feet and finally hitting the ball into the goal post by doding the goal keeper.
It is the recurring dream which I get everytime in my sleep.

Life till now...
I am in my late twenties and will be on the right side of thirty this year( but as per the records it would be next year which is wrong).
All these years my single status(with a tag of virgin) intrigued me a lot.
Questions like..
" Am I the only virgin in this bus, local train, movie hall, mall, hotel, (barring kids under 18)?
Am I the only guy without a steady(this word is for my self consolation, even though I never had any gf) GF?
Luckily the thought of having a GF never crossed my mind but for sometimes (during my lone walks to Lokhandwala couple of times every week).
The very thought of having a GF by my side gave me goosebumps, a kind of eerie(sick to be precise) feeling.
I think I wouldn't be able to handle a girl who is not related to me in any manner but for my fiancee(when I am engaged to her).
Now the question regarding my being virgin. It is neither a mystery like Bermuda triangle nor 8th wonder. Its because I am not married yet. In short bachelor.
Well, every time I felt like as if I am falling for a particular girl or started developing feelings or responding to cetrtain things then my instincts would take over me n keep me STILL for some time n allow the transition( uncontrolled and inevitable feelings) pass by, and finally hold me back.

Once I regain consciousness and allow the tsunami to pass by, then I would take a back step and feel proud for having conquered something which many couldn't do.
Life has never been smooth and uncertainty seemed comfortable which is in a way surprising, interesting and ofcourse destined.

Last night I visited the famous Tendulkar's restaurant in town. It was quiet spacious n was filled wid gud ambience.
All these days I was thinking that it must b small( in space), but I was wrong.
The waiters n the staff were polite n nice.
When I went to the wash room I felt as if I was walking to the pavilion(wash room) from the pitch( my table) coz the distance was a bit long. But all this without scoring any runs( we haven't ordered the food yet, forget about eating).
Unfortunately I( a cricketer by now) hurt myself after stepping out. I put a wrong foot( my footwork went wrong), and thereby twisted or what they say, sprained my ankle.
I was hoping that a pshysiotherapist would come running towards me(mind u I am still a cricketer), and carry me in the stretcher( to where? into the second class compt. of Andheri bound local at Churchgate rlwy station).
Finally I took control over myself and then successfully the real Jagan( who entered the restaurant 40 min back) came out with no strings attached.

Well, lask week the people all over the world were eager to witness the most awaited swearing ceremony of one of the most promising leaders in the history of America, with many firsts to his name.Even I too was eager like all others but I was bit more concerned wid theKurla by election in Mumbai than the swearing ceremony in Washington D.C.I was all eyes n ears to know the verdict. Had there been a change in the voters choice, then the BMC would have had new leaders running its office.( acc to wat I read in the newspapers).Well, everything went smooth for everybody around the globe but for Obama who missed out few words during his oath and had to 'retake' it after a day or two again.Now with all eyes on this powerful man in the world, lets hope he lives up to the promises he made during his successful campaign.

I wonder how people( almost 98 %)talk so confidently about confidence within themselves but not amongst others as well as in their work....

Confidence is like a undie. One should wear it but shouldn't flaunt it.
Had it been true then why isn't all these "confident" people successful in their respective fields???

I just don't believe when a person says that he has given his or her best at.
If a person knows his best then what's the need to practice n work hard. Just give your best any time without any preparation even when u r asked to do so in the middle of the night(sorry not in the bed) Did all the great sportsmen knew that they would be giving their best n creating some kind of record before they took to the field??

I have nothing to write xcept wat I am writing now....