Monday, 27 January 2014


Now that I am supremely wella...I have been spending some time (some is an understatement!) learning poker. As I continue with this new found interest, I can now understand the obsession with the game. Many of my wife's friends play/gamble this game/sport and defend ardently that it is "play" not "gamble" and it is a "sport" and not a "game".

I used to never participate in those discussions due to many reasons - for one I never used to play that much, two I think it is just stupid to really care about those definitions and three in HK we actually argue about much more "happening" topics like going to Bombay dreams vs pizza express OR are we having another beer vs vodka this Saturday afternoon OR which you tube video to watch again!

But now that I play more, may be slightly understand it better - I think it is neither a game nor a sport. It is neither to be played nor to be gambled. It is essentially a "hope" trade. Yes I know that sounds like a typical labored effort of bringing insight into something so simple or something which has nothing to do with hope / trading etc. But how else would you explain the repeated feelings every time you get these hands:

2 high cards A, K - you HOPE for the flop to be that magical 10, J, Q
pair of 8 - you HOPE for flop to be 2, 3, set!
2, 5 different suit - you HOPE everyone is playing on high cards and the hand flops 3,4 8 to give you 2 sided straights
A, 2 of hearts - you HOPE for a nut flush
A, K same suit - you damn HOPE for 10, J, Q same suit to make a royal flush

I always have these same feelings, i always hope and these have rarely if at all ever happened to me. Pot equity, continuity bets, polarized hand selections (i.e. you either play with just top pairs and very high cards or plain rags) and 3-betting / 4-betting are essentially according to me all hope trades. Players (may be the extremely good ones - i doubt though) claim it is about reading opposite the opposite player and not your the signs...blah blah blah...dude how? cannot...i really want to ask how? These days everyone wears dark glasses, scarves, can barely see is like Kevin Bacon from Hollow Man! ...leave alone any body language signs. 

Anyway - I still like playing saved my life recently...and as i have always maintained that i love to Hope!
I just won my 1st tournament...small one but hopefully many more to was rather unexpected ( i am more of a cash game player like Phil Ivey hahhaha than a Phil Hellmuth!) but now i know why people love this game...1 chip = 1 is the quintessential anything can happen at is a box of chocolates, you never know what you will get kinda game!

And last but not the least - for all those pokers and hopers


Sunday, 12 January 2014

Truth- my biggest footage moment

Delayed Post-
Since 3 ppl recently accused me of spinning stories and "exaggerating" just about any small incident that happens with me, here is a true story with absolutely no lies, no exaggerations and most certainly no mirch-masala (don't blame me later if YOU find it boring...suckers!)

So i was on this flight recently from blore to delhi for the c++ specialist's wedding (those who know who, keep ur mouth shut, those who don't, don't ask) and i got bumped into business class (first time ever!)

Mayur: flight on time, wow, that is a first time ever for a domestic flight might just be the day for many more first times since i got biz class too.

Javagal Srinath: nods...hi...(aggressively sits down next to me)...can't fit my legs into this man! does the seat belt work..fiddles...

Mayur: hmmm isko to dekha hua hai...i try to stare...hmmm with specs and with mooch to srinath jaisa hi hai but he has gone fatter...why don't ppl just care of the extra fat maaan, it looks so bad with age :) ..ok ok concentrate, he is indeed him... first time ever i have sat with remotely anyone famous (well...since it has to be truth only, 2nd time, I have sat with Chetan Baboor 2-3 times in TT nationals meet)
Srinath: looks at me, wassup dude? going to delhi?

Mayur: Indeed! how are you?

Srinath: Yes yes, gud, going for some work, Bangalore was hectic...blah blah

Mayur: hmmm chatty guy...

Air hostess comes to take orders....he orders a wada-sambhar (surprise surprise!)....i order an omelette...she gets it rather was only just 10 minutes when she returns to clear tables...Srinath by that time was done but i was still working on it...

Air hostess (her name was Kitty...don't ask me why i noticed that or how i know it): Can i clear your plate sir?

Mayur: Hello Kitty, no, i am still working on it

Srinath: Let the guy eat in peace...can't you see he is still eating

Mayur: impressed...wah...this guy is defending me against kitty...acha ladka hai...

Srinath: So what do you do? IT?

Mayur: No, i actually work in a bank...but my home is in Bangalore (i have no clue why i said's not like that Bangalore is like Switzerland or i wanted him to put in a word for me in the karnataka ranji team)...BTW i was good enuf for Chandigarh ex Haryana ex Punjab under 14 ranji team...ask Yuvi whose miserable spin bowling i cracked for consecutive 4s cover drives!...that's another story so let's not deviate

Srinath: Gimme some stock tips yaar

Mayur: how? cannot...i work in fixed income

Srinath: what is fixed income? mutual fund na? to de do, i won't hold you to it chal...

Mayur: Arey yaar...samajh na...i dont't work in stocks....(it turned into one of those conversations again where i had to explain what the fkk is structured credit and what do i actually do...)...i blame it all on that manhoos hour of 2006 march placements when bhookha nanga pyaasa recruited me!

Srinath: hmmm...fine will let you go...sleeps off

Flight lands...we shake our heads politely while taking out our bags from overhead cabins...i knew it we were friends now...somehow something told me this meeting wasn't over...anyway we got out and as i was waiting for the taxi stand with my friend...guess what happens!

Srinath: Hey buddy...need a lift?

Mayur: I turn around...???? what??? he is acknowledging me in public?

Ppl obviously know who he is...khusar phusar are pointing towards him...and then the usual thing happens...women start looking at me up and down...(now why i say it is usual is obviously not coz i am one of those guys who think that women check him no is always a strange evident case of whenever i walk with any girl in public, they have that written on their faces...who is this major loser walking alongside this hoor pari! happened to me at sukhna lake, it happened to me at juhu happened to me at cococabana...anyway...returning back...

Mayur: no thanks..i do have a cab booked

Srinath: ok cool...see you...will still ask for stock tips someday....good luck...bye

Dear Javagal are a cool dude...i always knew you were a better bowler than Kapil Dev and you are a great guy...please grow back that mustache and lose some will make you look better...also can you please coach sreesanth, ishant sharma and other new bowlers we have...they suck...also try wearing spectacles some wife really likes Anil Kumble and then you can be her favorite too! (he told me he wears contacts...please don't ask me why he told me that...i just have that disarming quality where celebrities tell me a lot!)


What is common between Vivek Oberoi, Vinod Kambli, Sreesanth, Niklaus Bendtner and...

Mayur Aggarwal?