Being Champions...

It seemed it doesn’t matter at all….whether you actually are a sportsperson or not into it at all, you have office work on Saturdays or have only a blissful strict “5-days-a-week”, you love hanging out with friends on weekends or like to be all alone, relaxing…All eyes were glued to television sets, projectors, sports bars and some multiplex screens…There was no traffic even on Bangalore Roads…I got no calls from 2:30 p.m. till 10:30 in the night :O ….only texts…”Pray India Pray”…”, ”Please ask your friends not to pray for sometime…God is playing”, “Don’t login for some time, www is busy, coz We Want World cup”…or a simple… “Indiaaaa…India”…God actually had no confusion in granting wishes as all 1.21 billion were asking for only one thing…

Sri Lankans were at their best and Jayawardene skillfully lowered the roaring Wankhede stadium to a complete stillness with his brilliant century… and then Malinga threatened to brutally murder the very spirit of the world class batting line-up...But then, we all witnessed the true exemplification of “against-all-odds”, a brilliant game played in the spirit of Winning and a show of extreme courage…The rest is history as they say… 

But that is not all this post is all about. Cricket is religion in this country and we know that. What actually inspires a lazy blog writer like me to do a write-up on a world cup final is the “spirit” element coupled, that rare unison of all assortment, those joint cries of joyfulness when a 4 or 6 was hit or a wicket was taken, that combined disappointment when a delhiite youngster was not able to complete his hundred, those smiles and tears and finally, a deafening roar of victory…

Crazy fans, fanatics and even indifferent apathetic mind-their-own-business-types…nobody could sleep that fortunate night…Diwali, Christmas and Id were celebrated together...People shared and had the moments all sweet…Champagne flew and drowned all doubts of Indians being anything less than Champions. We Won…the World, our Pride, our Unity and a Billion smiles with the cup.

Not to mention, it’s a moment to cherish for a lifetime. Especially I have absolutely nothing to compare it with…of course I wasn’t there when last world cup was won… But I’m sure there still can’t be anything else to compare the victory with…as nothing can change the color of blood…Yes, me too, now BLEED BLUE!!!  :)