That Old Television...
Rudrapur, 19th March 2015: India vs Bangladesh, Cricket World Cup Quarter final It was a usual day in the usually unusual city of Rudrapur, Uttrakhand. The cricket world cup furor was in full flow, with every average Indian fan glued to the television. We (the treacherous souls who were placed in the city along with me) were perched in our apartment, sprawled across an assortment of bean bags, mattress, a typical ‘chattai’ and the floor. The match was on, with the usual gusto of shouts and explicitives, with ‘expert’ comments on the batting and bowling! Bang in the middle of the room was our source of joy- an old, rusted television, which despite its dilapidated state, was persevering in displaying the all-important match. Now let me remind you about this group of mine- all MBAs, earning decently and living in a city with no particular expenses. So prior to the world cup, elaborate plans had been made to get a 42 inch ‘Plasma LED TV’ , a snazzy DTH and then enjoy the