I was pushed out of my dreams , courtesy to Bryan Adams singing at top of his voice . The clock said “11:15” , very early in the morning by my standards . Really irked by the incident , I picked up the call .
Sanchit : Hello
Me : Wrong Number
Sanchit : Oh sorry!! I was looking for Bill Gates .
Me : Don’t waste my time . Tell what you called for !!
Sanchit : Just be ready in the evening . Durga Puja is calling us .
Me : Are you nuts ??? Its India vs Pakistan today . I don’t get to watch cricket at hostel . I have been waiting for this match since a week . Will not miss it at any cost .
The clock said “3:00” . I was just off after taking my breakfast ( Don’t faint at my spectacular timing ) . Just then my mother called me . Apparantly I was supposed to go to the nearby temple and complete few rituals which she promised to the all Almighty if I passed Xth and XIIth with mind blowing score . I was quick to raise my objection at this point .
Me : I am busy today .
Mother : Oh I forgot . You have a meeting with Obama today . Isn’t it ??
Me : Why can’t this ritual wait for one more day .
Mother : Why can’t Mr. M.S.Dhoni wait for few hours . Anyways , I am sure he won’t mind if you miss a few overs .
As usual , I ended up on the loosing side in this argument .
Luckily for me , Pakistan were to bat first . Meaning by , I won’t miss India’s batting . Yayyy!!! The ritual was done with in about half an hour . I regret to say that while I was physically present in the temple , mentally I was roaming in Centurion .
The clock struck “12:00” . The match had turned into a see-saw . Chasing a not so modest 303, India lost Tendulkar at the outset , followed by few more blows . But with Raina and Dravid going strong , accompanied by the free hits that Pakistanis showered over us , signs were looking ominous for us .
Go India Go . Go Raina Go . Go Dravid Go . That was all I was muttering . I was not in a condition to afford going even an inch over the mutter . Even a decibel of increase in my voice would have resulted in few angry and sleepy faces pouncing over me .
Just then , my heartbeat came to a halt . Raina was dismissed , and with him were India’s hopes . I kept waiting and waiting , hoping against all hope that India could sneak in somehow , from somewhere . But eventually , we lost . I was virtually broken apart at that point .
I am really obsessed with this game , as most of the Indians are . Cricket is a religion here , its our true love . And when it comes to India vs Pakistan , there are a billion people connected with the game , apart from 22 in the field . I waited for this game for so long . I was all prepared to celebrate India’s victory . I was ready to surprise my neighbors with the premature Diwali celebrations , late at night . But it was not to be . India’s loss sent me into depression . And it was not until a few hours back , that I came out of it , looking forward to tomorrow’s game against the Kangaroos . The crackers might come to use tomorrow . Lets see what future has in store for Men in Blue .