I HATE FEDERER

This post has been written just after the victory of Roger federer against Andy Murray in the Australian Open Final 2010.
God! Another federer victory at the championship finals. I am really fed up. Now you will be thinking why I hate federer. Well he is probably the greatest tennis player of the Open era, records glorying his feet. And yeah he has got most no. of grand slams (16 to be precise), has most no. of Wimbledon and most no. of consecutive US open, most no. of days at the top of the ranking and etc. etc.
But his perfection makes me dislike him( I might be jealous). He looks like a well oiled infallible machine, churning out heavy ground strokes and delightful one handed back hand shots at a boring repetition. There’s nothing fancy in his approach and personality but dull perfection brought by hard labor and some in born talent. Time after time he will produce an ace or a winner or make the opponent to commit an unforced error by his unforced error. After earning each point there would be a slight glance to his opponent saying “yeah! I am perfect!”. He seems to play each match as if he is destined to win.
Whom do you support when Australia plays England in cricket? I know England because you are tired watching the aussies win. Similarly I am tired of seeing federer win. I wanna see players rated underdogs overcoming odds and scripting fairytale victories. I wanna see guys commiting errors and then producing some miraculous shots to win. I want players showing emotions, pumping fists like a John McEnroe and Rafael Nadal or showing outburst like a Marat Safin. I wanna see colorful characters like Wilfred Tsonga, Patrick Rafter and Andre Agassi not someone like federer. I wanna see a Spaniard bull like approach running for each ball as his life depends on it wearing sleeveless Tees showing bulging muscles.
I had my hopes rested firmly on Nadal. Nadal is federer’s nemesis.
The following is a breakdown of their head-to-head results:
• All Matches: Nadal 13-7
• All Finals: Nadal 11–5
• Grand Slams: Nadal 6–2
• Grand Slam Finals: Nadal 5–2
• Masters Cup: Federer 2–0
• Masters Series: Nadal 6–3
• Masters Series Finals: Nadal 5–3
Nadal broke his 5 consecutive wimbledon’s dream, winning French open’s dream for a long time. He in fact humiliated him in the French open. But when everything seemed fine and federer was frustrated and almost on verge of retiring, Nadal got injured and to my horror federer came back.
I don’t consider federer is great till he conquers his nemesis Nadal as Bjorn Borg did to McEnroe, Sampras did to Agassi. When federer will conquer Nadal, then only I will say
“HAIL federer!!!”
Till then
“ I HATE federer”



n btw, i forgot to mention the best thing to watch in Federer's match----- Mirka Federer

The “lonely” train journey in a general compartment

The above title might give you the idea that it might be one from ISS but believe me it’s far far away from anything like that (and that’s my regret!).The 26th Jan’s holiday meant that we could have a four day vacation by bunking a single day. So I planned to visit Kolkata and enjoy its natural “resources” (Rourkela is certainly deprived of it). One of my friends promised to accompany me but just few mins before he backed off. But I being a very “determined” person decided to continue with my journey.
Getting reservation was out of question so I boarded in the general class (the best thing about general class is that you save a lot of money but still can charge your parents saying that you boarded the sleeper class) which was far more crowded than I had expected. There was hardly any space to keep your feet. Noticing a Bengali crowd sitting, I tried my way in by talking in my native language. A “kind” guy provided some space for my butts between his legs and I sat down without thinking about his sexual orientation (and thank God, he was straight).
There was a band there too going to play in IITKGP spring fest. I also met an IITKGP student in the same compartment (can you believe that the guy had come to NITRkl for the ceramic engg. seminar!!). In the meantime a drunken man was entertaining everyone around with his philosophies but finding it quite similar to lectures of our dear professors, I quietly took out a novel to read. Seeing this a young guy sitting right opposite started reading a book. I later figured out that it was a biology book after I saw some “familiar” diagrams (how lame is that to read a bio book first of all and the magnitude of lameness increases when you do so in a journey). The journey continued. Each stoppage meant a little more comfort and space for my butts. But the Tata junction had someone “special” to offer. He seemed a normal guy with a Chinese handset but the handset was some sort of torture weapon. It contained bhakti songs, folk songs and songs which I had never heard before played at full volume. My each grey cell seemed to burst under the intense pressure exerted by the speakers of the devilish device (though the incident increased my faith on the battery backup and speaker power of Chinese handsets!!).
The passenger count decreased remarkably at Kharagpur and I too finished my novel amidst all the mental torture. I now decided to watch videos on my mobile (all those perverts, stop thinking dirty, they were just video songs). But soon I found a dozen of eyeballs leaning over my shoulders to get a glimpse as if I were a girl with a deep neckline top!! So I shifted to audio songs. Nothing interesting happened further and I reached Howrah safely with the 45000 bucks package I was carrying.
I was tired and sleep deprived but as soon as I got down, my eyeballs started scanning everywhere to load my memory with beautiful “items” ,saving them for later uses. I knew all the tiredness of the journey from the “resources” deprived city of Rourkela to The City of Joy(i now can feel what "joy" means) was worth it!

Trying to be a Blogger

Ummm……..Hi!!!!
I, Bitanshu Das known mostly as “Bitsy” at NITRkl, “Bits/Bittu” etc.(the etc.here includes some embarrassing ones that I don’t wanna mention here) among my school mates, “Monty” in my colony and “Manti” among my relatives, am following footsteps of few of my friends, some bollywood stars and few other famous(with lots of free time like me) and writing my own BLOG!!!! Phewwww!!!
I was thinking of achieving this feat from sometime but was lazy and wordless enough to prevent me from doing so. But sleeping disorder since last few days have given me an opportunity to create my blog (actually I am trying to get bored to sleep now!!!).
I have that blogs can be addictive, so I decided to give a try to this addiction too (but still I think it cant beat Vodka sitting comfortably at the top). Till now you must have already noticed that I have no topic to write on and I am just trying to give you some headache so that you too end up with sleeping disorder like me!! Let me tell you from very first blog itself that my blogs wont contain any serious topics, it will just be about some nonsense (like me). So if you are planning to follow my blogs to get help in your HS assignments, please stop reading immediately. Neither I am planning to compare between MBA and Mining Engg. (I hope my dear friend doesn’t take offence!!) because what basically I know that study SUCKS and so will both and money might(I m not sure enough to write “will”) not be a problem later in both the lines(but still management graduates are destined to get hotter chicks!!!).Any guy reading this blog who liked it are requested to leave a comment(pleeeaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeee) and curses are also a welcome in case you don’t like it!! But if the reader is a hot gal, you are requested to leave your number (I hope I am not sounding like a despo!!!)!!!!
Whoaaa I have written some nonsense without a topic and FYI it contains 391 words, more than in any of the essay I have ever written in those boring English classes or terrifying tests! I think I don’t have any more capacity to bore you for time being.
So I guess it’s a good bye now.
Thanks(for wasting your time).