Yesterday was truly remarkable – not because India won a cricket tournament, not because it was a resurgent young Indian team sans all the stars and pillars and what-nots (there have been such false starts in the past as well); not because we literally steam-rolled all opposition throughout our journey to the finals. I t was remarkable for me, because thousands of miles away, in a foreign country, I was watching the exciting match, in all but a tiny slot of the mosaic pattern of channels on the TV screen (the subscription rates for cricket channels in this country are incredible!), the commentary on at full volume, jumping up and down, shouting and cheering at every wicket, with a equally cricket-crazy roomie.
When I think back, it was a wonderful feeling. But the bottom-line is, we won. It almost seemed like India was destined to win this one, looking at their performance from the beginning. As someone aptly said, cricket is not a sport; it’s a religion. It binds us all together, no matter where and what soil we are on!
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