The games are pulsating, despite there being very few closeups of the chess board. The atmosphere reverberates with nervous energy. The players’ expressions say it all. The drama is all the stronger for its subtlety, The ambiance; be it, the houses, furniture, cars, apparel and chess pieces hark back to a time of aching nostalgia – a buoyant and romantic cold-war ridden America of the 50s and 60s.
The fatigue returned as suddenly as it had gone. Good thing that I didn’t know at that stage that as many seven runners suffered heart attacks. The only succour was that I could now count backwards, 500 metres…300…100…0. Heat radiated from my body as I tried to settle down after crossing the line.
I tried my halting Mandarin Chinese with him. But, found him to be uncharacteristically non-responsive and unenthusiastic. My next appointment was a week later. A small-statured middle-aged lady was already in the clinic. I hesitated.
The conspiracy of silence is enforced like the Sicilian mafia’s code of conduct. Inconvenient truths are hushed up and conflict of interest is known to everybody but never questioned. Have Tendulkar, Dhoni or Kohli ever spoken about match-fixing? Why did Dhoni not speak out against the massive match-fixing fiasco around Chennai Super Kings? How was Dhoni allowed to start his own sports management agency while still playing? Why is BCCI Boss Ganguly endorsing a fantasy cricket league?
There is no absolute truth. There are many.
Grey Truths explores life, news, and opinions beyond the obvious. Detail, depth, and nuance are of the essence.
This blog is an attempt to find balance in a world defined by black truths, white lies, prejudices, and closed extremist positions.
Context, connections, and perspective separate truth from lies and one truth from another.
Truths converge and diverge like drops of rain. Some have longer shelf lives. Others have nine lives.
Ultimately the truth(s) lie(s) in your eyes.
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A communications professional for nearly two decades, I have studied accountancy, management, and journalism. But more than anything else, I am a student of and for life.
Rebel against left and right-wing extremism, kite-flying, pretentiousness, and determinism. Fan of dry humour.
I run regularly. It is a form of meditation. I enjoy reading and watching eclectic content. But second only to observing people and nature.
Writing poetry and cooking are occasional indulgences.
Sridhar Chari
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