This post is more about my self obsession and thoughts and less about QPL...
can cause emotional atyachar to a few people because of high emotional content
Time:3:35 PM IST
Date: 18th August 2011
Location: RMZ 2B B3 Pantry
i found a corner and tried to look at ease... Dev D's intoxicating charm engulfed the entire pantry...he cracked PJ after PJ and the crowd seemed to love them..i thought..this dude always makes it large..a group of guys shouted..."we love you Dev"..he started blushing...i have nothing against gay rights but please maintain a little discretion..Chatur single shouted "Dev marry me!!" ...i have nothing against gay marriages too..but there is a time and place for everthing!!
by then the captains made way to the centre...one by one...Rajanna, Rowdy Ranga, Godfather, LSD and Junior Mallya...the shutterbug saab kept using his camera switch as a stressbuster and kept clicking away..like these pictures were going to make it to the national geographic cover...i looked at every face in the crowd trying to identify my enemy ikickfakeqgpplayersass....no..i wasnt trying to identify his a** by looking at each face....thats his name.....maybe it is Emraan..maybe sabnis saab...maybe Fighter Shetty...maybe Krishh..i looked at Krishh and wondered how he would look if he stood on a moving bus in a flowing gown with a black underwear like mask on his face..damn..what am i thinking..maybe he isnt here and is working on a new plan
Flash back--> Five minutes earlier
Date: 18th August 2011
Location: RMZ 2B B3.***
I pushed my chair back, put my phone in my pocket.. hit the windows+L key on my laptop and slowly started the 15 step walk towards the pantry.. i had to give the mandatory fake smiles to the people whom i encountered on my way...every step i took made me realise this could well be the last time i walked with my mask on...my heart was beating faster than normal and I felt every pair of eyes in QGP was trying to find my real identity...i double checked my arm and made sure it was completely covered and the tattoo was not visible...i wondered what the few people who did not smile at me were thinking..do they already know??
Time:3:45 PM IST
Date: 18th August 2011
Location: RMZ 2B Pantry
i wasnt listening but my mind kept processing a few words here and there..i heard LSD talk about rollers on the field and thought we have quite of few of them in each team...i heard Rajanna speaking about passion play on the field to which Pieterson was all eyes and ears...nothing interested me...the most eligible bachelor of QPL Jr Mallya started speaking and immediately most girls in the crowd started paying attention..it looked like everything was rehearsed before... each of them already knew what to say..everything was fake..fake people..fake world.and yet I was the fake QGP player..damn..i am the only real soul...
Time:3:55 PM IST
Date: 18th August 2011
Location: RMZ 2B B3 Mens/Womens room
At this Point in the Press conference there were lots of Pathetically Poor questions being asked and as Predicted it started to become a Pain in the..well..a**...A Parker Pen was Provided to the PPD Poornima for one among the many Pointless questions..too many Ps?? that reminded me..i needed to Pee..when you got to go..you got to go..i walked across to the rest room happy that my anonymity was still intact...and then it all seemed to happen in slow motion...one by one many thoughts kept coming to my mind...
by day i am just an ordinary man with an identity crisis like everyone else in QGP...but when I am the fakeqgp player i can be so much more...i live in the shadows with a mask on my face..i may not fit QGP's definition of a hero..but i dont care..I dont fight my enemy ikickfakeqgpplayersass for money, rewards/recognition, promotion, position, hike or travel.....I am the real superhero!!..the fakeqgpplayer..Am I a dream? Am I the truth? fiction? salvation?....Unmask me if you can!!
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