Today is the final of the World Cup 2019.Cricket transforms the lives of
a few talented but poor young boys into one of great wealth and prosperity. This is a
story on one such boy.
Sanjay was the last recognized batsman at the crease. It was the final
of an international one day series and with the series evenly poised 2-2 each.
He was facing the last ball of the 50th over. A sixer was needed to win the
match. It was a do or die situation. He was the cynosure of all the millions of
eyes on the ground and before TVs. His future depended on what he did today.
The stadium was packed to the
full. There was an eerie silence with the hearts of viewers in their mouths.
The suspense was punishing with the commentators going silent with their
fingers crossed. As the menacing bowler was walking back to the starting point,
there was a flash of his life for Sanjay from his child hood days like a film
on a screen.
The couple in their thirties with their two children were the last to
get down from the passenger train at the last station. The compartment was
empty. The husband and wife took their small luggage in one hand and the
children on the other. Just as they were moving away from the train, they heard
a wail of a baby. They both stopped wondering where from the cry had come. The
shrill cry from a new born babe came again from within the compartment. The man
went up and saw a babe of hardly ten days old under a seat. It was clear to him
that it was abandoned. The wife too had followed him and looked around. There
was not a soul seen.
He said, “We cannot leave this abandoned baby here. We will take it and
leave it at the police outpost in the station.” The moment she took the baby in
her hand, it stopped crying and broke into an innocent smile. It was cute
looking baby boy.
She turned to her husband and
said, “Why not we keep this baby ourselves? The police will surely hand this
over to an orphanage. I don’t wish this gift of God should go there.”
The husband meekly pointed out that they were already leading a hand to
mouth existence and that addition of one more member would strain their tiny
budget. She put her foot down telling emphatically that they could share
whatever they had amongst the five and that the baby should be retained by
them. That settled the issue. The baby boy grew up as a member of their family.
They bestowed the same affection and care as they gave to the other two
children.
Sanjay broken from reverie looked at the bowler running intimidatingly
towards him to bowl the last ball. The entire crowd stood up on their feet in
high anticipation. His mind was blank to the noisy surroundings and his eyes
were focused at the bowler’s arm. Sanjay hit the ball with all the strength at
his command and lo the ball fell on the roof of the pavilion opposite him with
a thud. There was a deafening uproar with his team mates running in to the
middle to lift him in their arms. His country had won. As he walked back to the
pavilion with pride along with other players forming line on both sides, the thunderous
applause from the stands was resounding.
Declared the man of the match, one of the of the officials approached
him with a mike and said, “This is a memorable occasion in your life. You have
been instrumental in bringing the trophy to our country. You will be showered
with riches and goodies in plenty. What would you like to say on this
unforgettable occasion? To whom would you ascribe this outstanding feat?”
Even as he wiped the tears from his eyes, Sanjay replied without a
moment’s hesitation, “I dedicate this achievement wholly to my loving parents.
My thoughts go back very long. Twenty five years ago, they took a snap decision
at a railway station that changed the course of my life. I owe everything to
them today, tomorrow and forever.”
There was a puzzled look in the official’s face and the millions who
heard him. Sanjay continued,” The snap decision they took that day transformed
an abandoned orphan in a train to a loving son in their home. I will now be
able to transform in a small way their lives to one of plenty and comfort”
Another beautiful story on such a current and poignant theme! All of us can easily relate to the situation - the tension in the air, the stadium full of hope and expectations, the player's own mental state... The flashback just before the decisive ball is truly touching. And then the much longed-for victory and the teary-eyed speech... I could visualize each of them clearly. Superb! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSuper narration,it felt it was live. A very thoughtful and gratuitous story.
ReplyDeleteWonderul and engrossing as always. Loved it
ReplyDeleteThis story looks very familiar. Are you re-publishing your old blog post? Interesting story.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story! I was waiting for some twist in the tale as usual.
ReplyDeleteVery nice story! Thank you! 👍🏻
ReplyDeleteA virtual match live in front of me with all the mirth, melodrama and magic..
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story!
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