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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

'some man'

Its been a while, since I have posted anything on 'my space',more so because of lack of inpirational stuff coming up from the media to comment on, rather than my laziness to put undue presssure on my imagination.well!I think i'm not being honest here,'cause there has been a lot of activity in the last few months which should have really opened my creative eye and the 'hot news'which hit the indian media was that of a 'dimunitive giant'striding along the heights of glory and success in the field of cricket.This man is now on the verge of becoming 'god',if his achievements have not made him still.Someone said ,and I quote...'I saw god today,on the cricket field in Gwalior,he is 5'5" tall and weilds a willow and is a maharastrian'..many words have been said about this man,who relentlessly,tirelessly surge forward,nothing seems to be an obstacle in his path and when everyone thought, ultimately he has come of his age and by now he must guide the next generation and retire, he has produced a beauty out of nowhere,that is the greatness of this man. I just went about researching a little bit on people of his fraternity who had achieved greatness in their fields,around the world.When this 'boy'stepped foot on the international cricket field against terrefying pakis..schumaker was yet to drive a formula 1,lance armstrong was nowhere cyclying and doing tour de fanc,Lionel messi was in his nappies,Tiger woods was not known,Roger federer was learning to hold a tennis racket.Kapil,srikkanth were still playing the same game..people have come and gone,but this man is still holding on to it and holding it more firm now.back to back tonnes. I remember the 'very nemesis of this man', steve bucknor'showing his two palms and grimacing when this little champ hit fleming for a six, straight over his head on the sharjah cricket ground ,where even a sand storm couldnt stop him from tearing apart the Australians.
The same gesture is all ,what I can share and opine.he will go on...and on.. but one thing is assured,next day he comes on to the field he is again the same man with the enthusiasm of a teenager and with spark in his eyes and hunger in his belly ,for more..and more and we can sit back and watch 'the master at work, on another sunny day..

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