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 Dravid - an appreciation Between a free spirited Picasso in sehwag, who reassembled bowlers after carving them into pieces, the consummate Leonardo in Sachin who painted according to his moods,  and the languid stroke maker of a Monet in laxman, dravid was the pointillist seurat.    His art was the most deliberate, caring and exacting act of creation in the glorious lineup of India's batting artistry.     His art, at home and away, accumated one painstaking dot at a time, created some of the most memorable of India's performances.    The glory of Calcutta 2001 deservedly Brought great attention to Monet's water lillies, but no cricket fan can forget seurats Eiffel tower.    And what can be said  of Adelaide, 2003?     It was his Sunday Afternoon at the Island of La Grande Oval - a grand masterpiece of precision and determination.    Not to say he couldn't stroke it.    He could.   But he was wise ...
  The Phani I remember   Everyone on the bus is excited about the potential sitings of gorgeous bikini clad women at Anjuna beach goa except Phani who feels a call of nature.      After a few moments after turning the bus back to the hotel, he returns only to say    “it was just a feeling.”     Sometimes, life is crazy that even shit doesn’t happen.    Later, he finished number 2 in the class, got a full scholarship at Purdue and continued his stellar academic success in the US, and became a successful quant manager.      Through many turbulent things that life through at him, Phani, with grit and hardword made many quantum leaps of progress.   To start in a rural setting with minimal English exposure, share Agrawal tutorials with like minded bunch of four in Kakinada and make it to IIT is, by itself, a very notable record.     He continued working hard – that was what I found remark...