Life Through Frosted Glass.

This journey taken by mortals, popularly known as life, is an unpredictable voyage. It has many twists and turns, is very convoluted and the mortal has no idea what each passing second will bring. It is like having foggy glasses,  you have no idea what is in front of you, it could be an extremely hot woman or a lamp-post (Note : The comparison is done with the assumption that the moisture on the glasses isn't wiped).

Similarly, in life, you could be jizzing in your pants after what  you did to Scarlett Johansson, and the next moment you could be crapping in your pants because the FBI has just barged into your home for what you did to Scarlett. One moment you could be murdering someone, the next moment you could be wrapped up in plastic wrap, with Dexter Morgan's knife stuck through your heart. One moment you could be whining about your cell phone's stupid Symbian^3 software, the next moment your phone gives you jizz-in-pant news that it is going to be updated with new software.
However unpredictable the journey may seem, there is some force, call it God's will, call it the Force, call it the Butterfly Effect, call it anything, that is keeping the sanity of the universe in order and I'm grateful for that.

Legend.

15 years ago, a to-be-cricketing-legend walked onto the field against Sri Lanka, in Singapore. Scoring only three runs in his ODI debut, he soon became one of the greatest ambassador of the gentleman's game. His selfless dedication to the Indian Cricket Team and humbleness will be immortal in any cricket lover's mind. Even though he was partially overshadowed by Sachin Tendulkar awesome, he stood firm, like a wall, dragging India out of trouble time and again. Today, he walks off the cricket field for the last time in the Indian ODI jersey, completing a magnificent, awesome career. The Wall, Jammy, Rahul Dravid. Huge Respect.