Dhoni announces Test retirement and the world goes crazy!

Of late I've come across some FB posts from pseudo cricket specialists, who apparently believe they know better than the man who has scored more runs than the days they must have lived. Yet, they feel that they are better than the man. It's actually a pity thinking about these ignorant humans. However, a broad perspective will make one realize that this ignorance is not just limited to cricket or sports, we find these people, with their limited knowledge, comment, criticize and demean those who have achieved quite a lot than they ever dreamed for themselves. Yet, their cloud of shallow pride is so dense that they fail to look beyond what they want to see.

Apparently, most of Dhoni's haters are the fans of Sourav Ganguly, Virendra Sehwag and other senior players, and the reason is he opted to drop these 'aging' players. However, I respect him more for his guts and courage to drop these great players of past to give chance to the future of Indian Cricket. If they had not retired, we wouldn't have had possibly the next captain and Cricket wonder Virat Kohli, Double Century hitter Rohit Sharma, Opener of the range of Sehwag in the form of Shikhar Dhawan.

                                                                          

It was under Dhoni's captaincy that India won World Cup after some 28 years, during which the greats Sachin Tendulkar,  Sourav Ganguly and Rahul Dravid had lead the team to losing end in world cup tournaments. Yet, these ignorant friends fail to credit him for his awesome captaincy, and that too leading a team of new and inexperienced players.

If you guys put your judgmental goggles aside, you'll see that Dhoni has always took a step back after winning the trophy, allowing his team to celebrate and never claimed credit for victories. You can hardly find Dhoni holding world cup trophy the day India won it. That is what selfless and humble person looks like. He's untouched by glories and accolades. Yet, you'll find some people who'll only criticize people for doing their duty right. However, what they don't realize is that they'll be the same all through - untouched with criticism and discouragement.

Finally, Satire Specialist offers its deepest condolences to Dhoni's haters as they'll not be able to troll him any further. Go find some other scapegoat.

When you get blocked!

The first thing you notice is that you are not allowed to look at their picture. You think that they have removed the profile pic and have hidden their 'last seen'. Then you text them, only to see the single tick. You wait for one more tick and then for them to turn blue. You wait. And wait. And wait, only to realize that your messages are not being delivered.

You feel that they are out of Internet balance, so you text then a sms and live the next few hours or days in denial that she must have read your message. Your denial mode could end up in few minutes if you are smart enough to doubt whether you've been blocked.

You'll borrow your friend's mobile and cross check the person's Whatsapp account. Unfortunately, which is most often the case, you'll see the person online on your friend's mobile, but in your's you can't even look at the picture. That moment you feel a strong thud on your chest and your eyes get well up; but, you tell yourself you are strong and can deal with such silly issues, while inside your heart you feel like being a coward and cry over it.

You text them on Facebook Messenger, and that moment you again fall in love with Facebook, as it instantly let's you know that you've been blocked with Mark Zuckerberg sparing you the suspense. However, the intensity of thud feels the same.

                                                                            

Now you fear calling them, for the obvious reason of getting hurt again, if the person has blocked your number as well. Very soon you'll learn that's true. That's the precise moment you'll realize that you've been blocked from the person's life. You'll not feel the thud, this time, rather you'll have yourself sitting down and getting high with their memories, knowing very well that it will only end up hurting you more.

You watch every memory you have of that person run through your mind, thereby making your heart feel a little heavy and at some point of time, it feels so heavy that you wonder if you can burn it down to ashes.

Nevertheless, it will not stop you from daydreaming about the person. You'll read your conversations and try to recollect those moments. You remember yourself picking up the cell, and checking if they read your text and right then they'll start typing, making you feel a tickle in your stomach. You'll start missing all those late night chats, and stealing out few seconds to text few words during a busy day. You search for them in Fb, when it shows you a injured thumb, pretty ironic.

When you finally accept that it's all done, you'll play a sad song on loop and try to move on, easier said than done.