22 April 1998:
Call me anti national but i was the only one in my family excited on huge score the aussies were set for...
with every stroke from the blade and the background music of Tony Grieg, an idol of super hero was building some where inside me...Although India lost that match..but some one has already triggered the course of my childhood memories and cricket craziness..It was none other than the "Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar"
15 Nov 2013:
Waked up 8:30 ...jumped on the remote..just to have his last glimpse on the crease...failed to have so as match hasn't started yet...keeping apart the strong motivation of bunking i reached office....India Should declare today as National Holiday..feeling totally uncomfortable i finally managed to find out a live streaming...
On every stroke from sachin(and single from Pujara) i wanted to shout like hell...but i didn't...Even on his dismissal i could have cursed Dhone to declare the inning...but i didn't.....Not because i don't adore sachin any more...But because i no longer feel like a child...my childhood is officially over..
Thank You Sachin for stretching my childhood till 25 years...
but some where inside my heart a child will always be there who wants to see those straight drive again
