The date was 23rd September '07. It was quarter past one in the early morning and I was still awake, feelin jubilent, in a festive mood, ready to throw a biiig bash. Only if somebody had been accompanyin me here this late, only if somebody had witnessed what I had, only if someone had felt the same surge of adrenaline that I had felt that time...
Seemed my feelings got wasted just because I dint find an accomplice to rejoice what I'd just watched with my pair of watery, blood0shed eyes(not the aftereffect of boozin but due to stayin awake late..).
I know I cant put my name there on the top with all those maniacs who live by and die for a madness called Cricket, but as far as my enthusiasm for the game is concerned, I'm sure I do fit in somewhere down there in the middle, and I'm dead sure about it.
India pulled off an incredible win against Australia, so called cricketing invincible of modern era. They have monopolized cricket the way brazil have done to the football, Micheal Schumacher had done to the F1. And yet, this happened. Man, it was really worth staying this late. And for us, the Indians... Yes I'm an indian this feeling of Indian-ness, this patriotism was instilled by a movie that I dared to watch yesterday, Chak de india.... I f u haven't seen it, I recommend you to do it as soon as possible. Oh ! And one thing, once my good fren' had tried to enlighten me, sayin movies can be inspirational, they can motivate you. I had rubbished him sayin movies are for fun, for enjoyment, they are monotony-breaker, I had argued, and the very film which was the center of argument was 'Rang De Basanti' Hey boy, now I gotcha, you were correct about the inspiration injectin movies, but still I find it difficult to squeeze out the inspiration out of the movie you had mentioned. May be this has got to do with the universal truth that each human being is unique, so what you found inspirational dint click or for that matter lacked the edge to disturb my deep-seated, undisturbed neurones... :)
Oh gosh! I ran too far out of the track. Okie, so where were we? Ah yes! the cricket that I had just witnessed was one of the best wins that India had registered against the mighty Ozs. And I as an Indian, am proud to be the part of this wonderful occasion. For the people of the country where cricket is a religion, this is a proud moment, but I hear no firecrackers burstin, may be people have lost faith after the world-cup debacle. But for me, this was the reinstatement of the faith, the trust and most importantly the keenness and the interest in the game. I hope, the religion, now again, will find it's way to the followers' heart, after all, the phoenix has started to rise from the ashes. Chak De India!
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