What else we could have wished for...

People all over the world have their heroes. It doesn’t matter whether you are a young boy or a mature man, we all have our heroes. India, the country where 1.3 billion hearts beat together for a game, where people hold their breath for a single shot, have heroes from cricket. You can call it madness or passion, whatever, cricket is so much in our veins.  Sachin, Dhoni, Ganguly, Dravid they all are heroes for us.

     I still remember 2011 cricket world cup, I was in a hostel. Power corporation authorities were famous for shutting off the power even when there is a small shower. It was the worldcup month, and India was playing pretty well. Even in classes, we were more curious in knowing the score. Smart phones were not that common at that time as they are now. We had to send sms to some ESPN number for knowing the current score.

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     It was 30^thmarch, India vs Pakistan semifinal match. Seriously our government should have given a national holiday on that day but, we had our regular classes. My hostel was about a kilometre far from our academic area. We have to go all through kuchcha pukka shortcut roads to attend our classes. The session was about to over and we all were dying to make up our attendances in last classes. So, me and my friends left for the class. As soon as we walked just hundred metres, it started a heavy pour. Going running towards the classes was not a good idea at all, instead of that we took shelter in a nearby small canteen, run by our Maggie Baba. Yeah, that time Maggie was legal and could be eaten any time of the day. I seem to be that even God didn’t want us to leave for the classes. So, we were four friends, the Maggie baba and two dogs who had taken refuge with us under the small canteen with a dripping roof. We asked baba for four strong tea. 

     Luckily, one of my friends was rich enough to afford a Sony smart phone. He used to flaunt it a lot, but that time he was hesitating to open it and watch match live, all credits to high internet surfing charges. We literally yelled at him and made him to open his phone by challenging his authenticity of being an Indian. What else we could have asked for when we had rain, friends, tea and live match. Though the buffering speed was poor we were enjoying. Speed was so poor that sometimes we had to skip a whole over. I wish we had good browsers like UC browser at that time, and then the scenario would have been brilliant. Now we have UC browser, but that time is difficult to be called back. Life is like that, only, we cannot have all the good stuffs at one time.