9 years on.........

Finally....differnt team almost 10 years down the line but the same venue and the same GOD playing....a differnt result....i dont even have to make an effort to remember that fatal day in 1999 sitting in a hotel room with my bro and a family frnd and biting my nail away, the plans for hitting the beach put on hold untill the winning run was hit. It never came!!!the GOD was in pain and made human, with belt slung around the waist, not playing any pull shot, he succumbed (trying to sweep, if i am not wrong) and u could hear the silence in the stadium and our hotel too....and then i heard my dear bro saying dont worry the rest of them can make atleast this much. It never happened and famous "tu ja mein aaya" used for the indian middle order happened again but this time with the tail. Looking at Wasim Akram (some1 i liked) dancing with joy made me furious and we switched off the television and decided to hit the beach, wanting to forget it all......but no it wasnt meant to be, no1 could talk abt anything else and wht made my blood boil was tht they all blamed the Great himself, forgetting everything else- tht he was in pain and we had got this far coz of him. We hit the beach and pushed it all to the back of our minds...but thnk of the team and esp the man himself......redemption happened today and what a way.....I HOPE THE GOD CAN BE GIVEN MORE BREATHING SPACE nw....