
Shridhar Jaju
blogs from Pune


It was a Saturday. I was in Class 9th. The exams were approaching. We were supposed to be focused on our studies, and not be worried about anything else, especially no sporting events. All this ended up being the prelude to one of my fondest hostel memories in over 12 years of living away from home.
Posted on 1 March 2013 | 4:36 pm
Read postVangipurappu Venkata Sai Laxman. Or Very Very Special Laxman. Whatever name you prefer!Personally, I don't remember much of VVS Laxman before the 281. I am quite sure a lot of people don't. In fact, pre-281, I can count my memories of him on my fingertips. I do remember reading about the Sydney hund...
Posted on 18 August 2012 | 9:36 pm
Read postRahul Dravid. The Wall. With a counting ticker of runs that will tick no more. I have a very weird association with Rahul Sharad Dravid. I was a child when he made his debut in 1996. Over that period in late-1990s, a lot of girls became instantaneous fan of this new chocolate boy in the Indian crick...
Posted on 9 March 2012 | 10:35 pm
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