Today was the day I started off with inviting my loved ones home to share that some-how Déjà vu 'ed moment of India bagging THE TITLE. Yes, I almost cried and lost hope when Sewag was sent off the field, and when I heard that Sachin didn’t make his 100th 100. 97, and Ghambir was struck out of the crease, my heart just sunk. Dhoni at 91 stood tall and mastered every walk and every strategy showcased on that field today. One hell of a captain, salute to his every move.
2003, sitting with my granddad, watched and learned every hit, every ball played, through his eyes. That’s how I was introduced to the world of cricket. OH.. How I remember him saying "Next time guys, I’m sure u'll do it"... N today I miss his very presence. I just think, he's rejoicing his mug of beer with his fellow angels up above.
Riding back home, roads filled with tri color glory, small little toddlers to uncles and aunties, every INDIAN in the basking light of the WIN screaming "INDIA!!! JAI HIND!!!" craves you to be a part of every deep breath taken, and exhaled in the highest pitched voice ever, and lift your hand up towards the foggy sky...! Also needless to say, INDIA has just one religion and that’s CRICKET. Yes there is no looking back, yes we are ONE, yes we are invincible, and yes we are the freaks who claim to have blue blood... WAT THE HELL.... We are INDIANS and HELL YEAH... from our veins to our deepest arteries we BLEED BLUE...!!!!!
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