Holding corpse in your hands is enough to kaput all the romantic notions of death. This was the lone experience I had of holding an about-to-speak-but-would-never-speak body of any being. The situation indeed was saddening but not less thought provoking, It left me thinking silently for hours (unlike me). The attempt to encapsulate the entire being, into one or rather series of pictures was equally heart-rending. Number of attempt were...

DISCLAIMER: This post has nothing to do with the game cricket, my apology to the fans of cricket crazy nation. The issue here is rather bigger that involves the personal aspect behind liking cricket or any other sports or any other activity. Passion. This post is about liking, attachment, passion, and effect of wide availability of information caused by internet. The power of having information at the fingertip is widely felt and it leveled...