The last couple of days leading to the Champions Trophy final had turned into a side game of hysteria, fans virtually chest-thumping in union as they gave a soppy Father's Day a run for its money by proclaiming how big daddy India would thump beta Pakistan in the final.
Tell a lie often enough and it will become the truth. Tell Virendra Sehwag that a couple of his tweets are funny, he forgets there is a fine line between humour and offence. The joke is on the former opener, because while his double centuries were highly entertaining, his 'bat mein hain dum' tweet is pure crass.
So when Virat Kohli and his girlfriend Anushka Sharma touched down in the laid-back hill state around Christmas, how could there not be a deeper meaning to this year-end vacation? Was there one last scoop that 2016 would deliver as we waited with baited breath for the Prime Minister's speech to ring in (or dim) our new year celebrations?
Only the frivolous will find it humourous, because when the chips are down and all that you have worked for in the last four years comes to nought, like Jitu Rai, Abhinav Bindra or any of the others in Rio, then it is our duty to remind our sportsmen and women that they are still champions and will always be.
For me, what is more worrying is that a teenager, whether a star kid or otherwise, is now giving her appearance so much importance and public exposure that she needs to justify it. What happened to enjoying some good old baby fat?
We met in our youth. Dreamy and fearless, carefree and ambitious. The world was literally our playground. Strangers usually connect over a common love for the movies or books, we bonded over new beginnings.