Mr.PM it's time to play a Captain's knock..!

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When the team is on sticky wickets and the players are batting on a bouncy pitch, holding on to the wickets and pitching for time becomes crucial. Not going for runs doesn't matter. If your team's performance score card is a story of miss fielding, loose deliveries, it is time for the captain to step in to play the captain's innings.

Blaming the 2G scam as evils of collision politics,the PM attempted to cover drive his responsibility. As a consequence the entire winter session of the parliament became a colossal waste of tax payers money. However the eventual setting up of JPC was simply an act of demonstrating his back foot drive to save the govt getting flicked up at slips This has averted the Budget session from being a match abandoned. We are yet to know if the on-going budget session will end up being technically a match drawn or face saved. However for sure we now know that the captain is now on the striking end

Of late and at last our judiciary seems to be waking up to its responsibility and this certainly seeing the UPA govt running helter skelter for cover. Our gentleman PM these days therefore remains more caught in doing fire drills, than drilling sense and discipline into the team UPA. He is once again seen taking the stance to avoid technically a follow-on by going on back foot to stop the ball short off the wicket. This time he is facing the opposition's delivery on Supreme court's verdict on PJ Thomas. The captain once again is forced to take the striker's end

To stake your claim to the cricketing world cup, you need to keep bettering your best without pause and break.. Also so in the cricketing series of politics you cannot keep running between the wickets by cover driving scams & corruption charges. Time has come to go out on the front foot and hit away corruptions and scams off the boundary lines. Mr. PM it's time to play a captain's knock..!


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