It’s one of those days when you cannot think of anything else but victory. Indian cricket fans of around my age have been waiting all their lives for this one moment – when India lifted the World Cup. And more than anyone else, the little master has been in patient hunt of the most valued prize in world cricket. Years of thirst for holding the cup that matters was finally quenched yesterday, and now he can proudly set out for his final stage of a career that most probably would never be matched. Talk about greed, fans want more! We all are waiting for just one more feat from the master- the 100th hundred. And that day, Sachin fans throughout the world will experience “Moksha”.
I have no doubt that Indian cricket lovers over the world wished they could be in India for celebrating this indeed special moment which will be etched in sports history. I miss the fireworks and the massive celebrations back home. But it gives sweet joy and misty eyes when I see the numerous videos of celebration. No other religion than cricket itself can unite over a billion people, celebrating their nation’s triumph on the greatest stage of their most beloved sport. It was great to see Indians all over the world exchanging pride and joy. Undoubtedly, this will stay with us for a very very long time.
A slight thought passes through the mind though. They have done their jobs, but have we done ours?
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