The World Cup Semi Final match between India and Pakistan has begun in Mohali. India has won the toss and elected to bat first. My father in law is stuck in a traffic jam somewhere between Chandigarh and Mohali. As I am sure are quite a few of our nations movers and shakers who have managed to snag a precious ticket after hectic last minute lobbying. All flights to Chandigarh are booked to capacity and most of them are delayed to make way for the chartered flights of the high and mighty. All roads lead to Mohali today and most of them whether in the air or on the ground, are jammed. Due to the intense media hype this match has become the place to be seen if you are anyone to be reckoned with. A lot of people are arriving in the afternoon and leaving after the first innings, giving them just enough time for a photo op. I can’t figure out how half of Delhi seems to be headed to watch the match if the stadium only has a total capacity of 45,000.I suspect most of the people supposedly in the stadium are actually holed up in hotel rooms on the outskirts of Delhi watching the match on T.V. Or maybe they’ve obtained tickets on a timeshare basis, three people waiting outside the stadium for each seat and exchanging places in a rapid relay fashion. I know, I know, the grapes might as well be lemon drops.
Having poured scorn on all the pretentious glitterati, I can now get back to watching the match on our itsy bitsy T.V. May the best team win !
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