Nerve Rackers

Delhi Daredevils lost three wickets for six runs in a low scoring encounter of the IPL 2010. The fight is still on for the second, third and fourth places and each encounter gets more and more interesting. Like an exquisitely directed screenplay, IPL is pacing up the hearts of millions to whom cricket is religion and God is secondary.
In many other places, tense ambiences prevail because of the sudden disruption of flights bound to and departing from more than two dozen airports in Europe. A volcano out of Iceland (who in holy halloween imagined a volcano in Iceland!) put clouds of ash as high as tens of thousands of feet up in the air and turned the blue sky dark. Wives wanting to meet husbands, kids wanting to meet fathers, businessmen wanting to attend meetings of paramount importance, all stranded. Charles de Gaulle, Heathrow, Flughafen Frankfurt am Main, where flights take of and land seconds after each other have come to a standstill. Airlines are still pondering over their rescheduling and the associated losses.
In a remote location amid marshes on the Eastern coast of India, a group of the top minds of the country are forced to bite their nails for 29 long hours. The countdown begins. Majestically, at 4:27 pm on Thursday, the GSLV-D3 lifts off to the outer world to benefit mankind. To add to the suspense, this is fired by a cryogenic engine that took 17 long years for India to indigenously develop. With its destination 36000 kms away, the GSLV-D3 is all set to bring "real" glory to the country and its scientists. All that would be needed to achieve this is firing of the cryogenic engine for 720 seconds. As luck would have it, the engine doesn't fire and Sriharikota falls into an eerie silence as the mission's failure sinks in.
Number of people saddened by the CSK defeat: Millions
Number of people saddened by their flights getting cancelled: Millions - some could wait for another day, so it is safe to assume that a lakh or two are genuinely affected
Number of people saddened by the GSLV-D3 failure: a few hundred
Conclusion: There are very few people bothered about the most burning problems!!! How would we prosper?

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