Two days to go!

Today is Wednesday, tomorrow is Thursday and day after is Free Practice 1!

The first ever Indian Grand Prix will take off. The excitement is actually quite overwhelming in India. I think the sponsors and JayPee group are doing a great job in building the event up. I hope it lasts for years.

The preparations are going on at top speed at the Buddh International Circuit (BIC). From the latest pictures that have been tweeted about an hour back, they are down to the process of cleaning the track and painting the lines and the grids. All the teams have arrived and started setting up the Pit Garages. 

I am also posting some pictures taken by @F1PaddockPass. Don't be alarmed if the circuit looks in a state of disarray. All will be set and by tomorrow morning the lines will be painted. And day after tomorrow, for the first time ever, 24 F1 cars will roar to life! 

A few more news updates, Karun Chandhok will only be taking part in the Friday Practice and not the race. Narain will be there to represent the home crowd of course. 

The circuit itself has got quite a lot of positive reactions from drivers and fans. Even though it is being criticised as a Tilkedrome (more on this in the next post), it is being appreciated for its radical elevation changes and prospective high speed.

Will be posting a detailed layout of the circuit so that people know what to expect out of the race this Sunday. :)

Till then please enjoy the pictures :)

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The Unrhyme

I think, I think and I think,
Of everything but now of ink,
Why is there no ink in pink?
Damn! These rhymes, have no link.

So here, I give it another shot,
To make sense and just rhyme not,
No no no! Again I lost the plot,
My head is where rhymes come to rot!

Now I travel all the way to Khar,
It is known to be the land of Sardars,
By train I go not by my car,
At least this rhyme can be called par.

This post is akin, to moon-walking in an ice rink,
Hence now I stop, before I cause your blood to clot,
I know now as far, I will never be a rhyming star,
See what I did in this last stanza love?

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Cursory Rhymes

Taking forward my earlier tirades/rants/memories of/from school, I am going to rant a little more. About pre-school to be precise.

Pre-school and primary school are usually considered to be the most important years of our education. This is where the building blocks are laid towards the formation of a lifetime of learning and character building. One would consider each and every word taught in these years to be thought out extremely carefully. Wouldn't you?

Read the below sentence:

Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top. When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall and down will come baby, cradle and all.

How factual. How practical. How real. I mean, this will be the exact sequence of events if the wind blows. We should teach our babies right at the outset that they should never tie a cradle to a tree top. Brilliant!

 

Let us observe another sentence:

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do. She gave them some broth, without any bread, whipped them all soundly, and sent them to bed.

Another practical statement to make to kids. Family planning. Or else, you as mom will have to whip your kids to bed! Less said the better about this.

These are such incorrect things to teach babies. Stupid sentences made up just so that they rhyme! I have not even reached the real violent ones:

London bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down, London bridge is falling down, My fair lady.

OR

Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.

OR

 

Three blind mice, three blind mice, see how they run, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, who cut off their tails with a carving knife; did ever you see such a thing in your life, as three blind mice?

 

OR the ever popular

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; all the king's horses and all the kings men, couldn't put Humpty together again.

 

I did mention in one of my earlier posts, that we are taught too many impractical stuff in school. I now stand corrected. I mean, if we really have to make our kids aware of the violent and hurtful world, what better way to do it other than making up cute rhymes and make them learn it when they are 3 year olds.

I leave you with the cutest of them all:

 

Georgie Porgie, puddin’ and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry. When the boys came out to play, Georgie Porgie ran away.

 

Now you know what to blame for all things that go wrong with humanity.

 

 

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