Cricket..

today i noticed a strange thing...the India-Australia 7 ODI series started with one that was on till the last ball and I didn't bother to watch even a single delivery..not that i was dead busy...an occasional peek into cricinfo was enough to satiate the Cricket in me..

and this coming from one who had sworn to take a 1000 rebirths ( if required ) till he becomes a cricketer when it was too clear that cricket was not going to be in this birth...aaahhh...it was Class 4 then..I still remember those nights when I had wept all by myself...while every match beamed live on television always had me glued to the screen...had my own cricket copy where I maintained my own scorecard..through the screen into the greener side..as the spectators broke into frenzy at the slightest hint of the bat & ball battle...on the other side...my eyes on that non green strip at the center...my pencil busy with every run being scored..while within I was a little devil..scheming over my next excuse to watch the next 2 overs....judging the temper of my father...mother..those were complicated equations which when solved properly would give the safety limits....configure my excuses....

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Almost 15 years hence...today was a Sunday..more than a typical lazy one...watched 2 movies.....still struggling to get going with a work long pending...and guess what...I did not even bother to watch a single delivery being bowled!!!...not that I was dead busy....not that I had to scheme for every 2 overs...I had all the permission and the free time and yet....

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