It's just not kabaddi!

Pranvav belonged to a little blogging community and used the name Da Karamadajan. In a country where there are a lot of people, the word 'little' or 'thoda' describes the community well, because, at its best there were three bloggers - Rishaan, Rubra and Da Karamadajan. 

Rishaan had spent many years playing the sitar. He called his blog Rishaan ka sitaar baig. Rubra was deeply into Sikhism and had no time for those involved in Hinduism. He came into the blogging community but often shut down his blog, probably because the other two were both heavily into Hinduism. Quite a bit of bickering went on, on the blogs, about which religion was better. Pranvav had retired from his job as a Masala Chai production manager and now spent a lot of time playing kabaddi and cricket.

Where kabaddi was played there were no dangerous banks, so Pranvav just walked around the building when he had nothing better to do. 

Rubra, when not studying the sacred books of Shikhism, liked to play the sitar too but then he bought a surbahar and fell in love with it. The sitar now took second place.

Rishaan was happy playing his sitar.

Pranvav had an interesting time at cricket. There was a guy, who came along, named Mazaak. Mazaak seemed to know everything about life and liked to 'discuss' topics with Pranvav. Unfortunately, Pranvav found it hard to get a word in. Mazaak had no practice at listening. He went on and on and on. Pranvav spent a lot of listening time wishing he could hit Mazaak with a cricket bat. This was not a healthy relationship.

Rishaan had to give Da Karamadajan quite a lot of advice on the blogs. Rubra would often interrupt with his silly Sikh ideas. The other two would have to quote from the Hindu holy book. It was a bit of a verbal battle at times. Pranvav found relief in Puja and Bhakti. These practices always made him feel better.