Probably I should have written this much before, somewhere around March 2012. But my timing is not as good as the man I am writing about. Since the day I started watching cricket, I have been a big fan of Sachin. On match days, his performance used to decide my mood. A score below expectation would drive me to melancholy. Interest in a cricket match was alive, as long as Sachin was in the middle. For such a fan, I was happy when Dravid used to get out, since that brought Sachin to the crease in tests. In one dayers, Rahul’s dismissal didn’t matter even more because everyone else seemed a better entertainer. In the times when, I cared more about the boundaries rather than a single, Rahul Dravid was a player I hated most. Things started to change after the epic Eden match. By the time an established player in the Indian line up Dravid provided the platform where others danced. After being labeled as a Test specialist in early part of his career, he fought his way back i...
Transcript of my interaction with my happiness, sorrows, success, failure and everything else.