Today I can proudly say that, I can categorize myself in some category. And that category being, “Hopelessly-over-optimistic-fool”.
Never heard of this category?? Well, that’s true coz I just happen to be da founder member of it.
I dreamt of something so common to all Indians that, it no more remained my dream. It’s a universal dream. And the best part being, more or less everyone would come up with similar images. The excitement when da last ball is being bowled, the nail-biting moments and many moments of anxiety. And then, bliss…happiness so much beyond words………..
We all had braced ourselves for those moments and many more. We wouldn’t have given a damn had our blood pressures shot up to astronomical levels or had it even cease to exist. All that we cared was, what would be the defining moment when we would get to claim the cup. To proudly say that its ours!
It was a dream of every Indian and unfortunately it remained as a dream. Or to put it better a shattered reality of weather we were really up to the mark to even dream about such a victory, forget even winning it.
Too many finger pointing has started and will continue. And its pathetic to watch News channels which constantly makes us painfully aware of our shamefully loss!!
But the bottom point is, we were pathetic. None of our team members really knew what they were doing. And Bangladesh beating us was a shocker to kill even the healthiest of all people. If we ponder over it, without any prejudices, then we can conclude that we were pathetic.
And what were even more pathetic, was we hoping that Bermuda would beat Bangladesh so that we could win!!!!!!!
It was pathetic with a capital P.
A WORLD CLASS TEAM SHOULD QUALIFY ONLY IF IT WINS…and not when some crappy teams play against each other and weakest of them WIN!!!!
I was one of the fools who thought that this miracle would happen. And the only reason my brains allowed for such profanity was because my heart belonged to India and Cricket.
I knew that it was a cakewalk for Bangla. I still believed. I messaged saying that we have chances, even though I knew that it was foolishness to even hope. I hoped and almost prayed for a miracle. And now I kick myself for it.
Our team never deserved it.
They were pathetic. And we deserved what we got!!
All said and done, I can still successfully say what would happen in the future.
We may dis-own the game for now. Ask for the resignation of the entire team, dis-own the Aussie coach, but we will end up following the game. Eventually. Even 1 good win would change our outlook.
Not only for now, but forever. Because Cricket is our religion, it is our nationality, our identity, our alter ego, our life, our lifeline and most importantly our hopes.
Only when you invest so much emotions in things like these do we show the passion in any which ways, positive or negative. Cricket will never ever loose its importance.
We many cry, abuse or even threaten to dis-own the game. But these would be only words and empty threats.
Cricket is our life. Some stupid and mindless losses can’t stop us from hoping and dreaming. It never has and it never will.
And here is when I can categorize myself. I am and always would be a “Hopelessly-over-optimistic-fool” when it comes to matters close our heart, that is Cricket.
Akhir Dil Hai Hindustani………….
kya kare,
yeh kambakht dil mange more!!
Yeh World Cup nahi toh aagla hi sahi!!!!!
Our team never deserved it.
They were pathetic. And we deserved what we got!!
All said and done, I can still successfully say what would happen in the future.
We may dis-own the game for now. Ask for the resignation of the entire team, dis-own the Aussie coach, but we will end up following the game. Eventually. Even 1 good win would change our outlook.
Not only for now, but forever. Because Cricket is our religion, it is our nationality, our identity, our alter ego, our life, our lifeline and most importantly our hopes.
Only when you invest so much emotions in things like these do we show the passion in any which ways, positive or negative. Cricket will never ever loose its importance.
We many cry, abuse or even threaten to dis-own the game. But these would be only words and empty threats.
Cricket is our life. Some stupid and mindless losses can’t stop us from hoping and dreaming. It never has and it never will.
And here is when I can categorize myself. I am and always would be a “Hopelessly-over-optimistic-fool” when it comes to matters close our heart, that is Cricket.
Akhir Dil Hai Hindustani………….
kya kare,
yeh kambakht dil mange more!!
Yeh World Cup nahi toh aagla hi sahi!!!!!
