The World as I see It

April 14, 2008. Last night the dream was over. We lost 2-1 at Old Trafford, A scoreline that never told the actual story of the 90 minutes. It was a tale of two penalties and a moment of magic from ‘the german prostitute’ (Owen Hargreaves) and it condemned us to a league position which would never tell how we played that season (detailed review later). I was drained mentally as were my beloved Gunners. Its hard to have a sound sleep in such nights (more about sleepless nights later). Long into the night I kept thinking and reviewing last 9 months. What went wrong? was it the horrific leg break of Dudu, The filmsy hamstrings of the little mozart, concentration issues at critical points, Le Professeur’s philosophy, Gallas, Diarra, c**ts Referees, RedNose, Fate, Divine Intervention, or what. I came up with a million reasons. Well, not exactly one million but they were a lot of them. I thought I could have done well to keep a record of each week and come up with a more crisp review come the end of the season. Then I thought Arsenal ain’t everything to me (realisticly that is, although I feel proud each time I think and tell others that how much Arsenal means to me). A lot of other stuff in my life didn’t go right either; over the last 9 months or my life before that, for that matter. Maybe that also owes me reviews. I must at least blog. Then I remembered someone who asked me to blog a long time ago. Someone I miss now TBH (more about Husain later). I did not know what it really meant to blog at that time and I kind of shrugged off Husain’s idea at that time, albeit very politely. I must really blog now. I have the motivation and a boring 3 months up ahead. Frankly no one gives a f*** about international football. Although, I hope the men in orange nick it this time

So here I am in the office, my ancient friend Junaid is sitting alongside me, busy as a bee on a newly assigned project. We both work in the same office (more about friends and co-workers later). Although I do have a job but at the moment I am that ‘jobless’ kind of a guy who hasn’t been assigned any project to work on. Its afternoon and boss and the project manager still haven’t shown up. I am free to spend all my written might to come up with what you are reading at the moment. More about job, arsenal, me and life later.

PS: Arsenal IS everything to me but there is much more about me than just Arsenal and if you manage to bear me for a few more months you will realize what I really mean here. A lot of experiences in last 23 years of my life. I will throw them at you slowly, gradually. If you don’t give a damn about me or my blog, no worries. May the peace of the Lord be with you