Tuesday 1 October 2013

Sachin Tendulkar - A Tribute to the Master

     

   I remember that match clearly. I was only 7 years old, but I did have some knowledge and taste for cricket. It was a time when the Australians ruled the cricketing world, ruthlessly dominating and crushing everyone who came in their way. But that day, things were about to change. A batsman named Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar starting hitting the likes of Kasprowickz and Warne to all parts of the ground.(Of course he had played a few scintillating knocks earlier, but that was the first time I saw him play). The Australians were left baffled as Sachin finished with two centuries in that tournament and single-handedly taking India to victory. For me,(please note,its only for me!) that was the rise of the batsman, Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.

    From then on, this man has grown from strength to strength, cunningly adapting and improving his technique to suit the needs. The Indian batting mainly revolved around the four stalwarts for the next decade or so and he played a major role in making India a global threat. A perfect gentleman, his on-field aggression with the bat and his on-field cool demeanor fetched him millions of fans as he became India's proudest possession. You ask any child with a stick playing cricket in a dirty street,"What do you want to become?". The reply was prompt. "I want to become like Sachin". Such was his name and fame that people started considering each and every run that Sachin scores as their own. A happy Sachin, a happy India. Yes, he was India's child born to play cricket. Apart from cricket, Sachin has also left behind a rich legacy that is so hard to find in modern cricket. The so-called 'gentleman game' is rich with sledging and abusing now. But Sachin, considered to be one of the greatest ambassadors of cricket never showed his emotions on the field as he led a perfectly controversy-free career. As Kapil Dev rightly said, "The way he has played cricket over the years, he has inspired a generation to play cricket".



     The whole world knows about his batting prowess as he engraved his name on almost all record books likely to stand the test of time. He stood grounded during his highs and came back strongly during his lows and each time his reply to his critics was with his bat. Though , there was one dream that was constantly denying him - the World Cup. He had never made a secret of his desire for the World Cup. He almost realised his dream in 2003 as he aggregated 673 runs in that tournament. But fate had other plans and he had to content himself with 'Man of the Series' award. But cometh 2011, under the brilliant captaincy of the man with the Midas touch, Sachin touched the World Cup to the excitement and delight of a million fans.

    With the 100th century also coming his way, there was nothing more to achieve and Indian team was in the hands of a bunch of talented youngsters. Sachin announced his retirement from ODIs on 23 December,2012. The whole world payed their tributes for a champion who redefined the game with his sublime stroke making. By the time this magazine comes out, he could have retired from tests as well but the legacy he has left behind, the service he has done to cricket, his charisma will stand tall for the future generations to speak about. His quirky problem with the sight screen, his occasional leg breaks, his boyish smile, his bullet straight drive, his clumsy running will all be missed but Sachin, as a person and a player will keep playing his shots in our hearts forever.


          

My Dad


Your hands, when they held me,
I felt safe and comfortable.
Your shoulders, when they carried me,
I felt like a Royal Crown,
That you wore with pride.
Your rough, sun - tanned face
That hides your tenderest heart,
Your joy, when I took my first step,
Your ecstasy, when I spoke my first word,
Your advice, when i was desperate,
Your anger, when I tread the wrong path,
All these made what I am now
All these have a special place
In the deepest corner of my memory
To be passed on to my son.
You were and are and will be my only hero, Dad!

- Giridharan J

Where are you, Mom?


White clouds hugging me
A bright sun welcoming me
A warm breeze kissing me
Green trees dancing before me
Sweet birds singing at me
God smiling down at me
Beauty everywhere
When you were near
But one day I lost u
MOM..MOM..WHERE ARE YOU?
WHERE ARE YOU MOM?
The clouds turn grey
The sun grins evil
The wind blows cold
The trees get haunted
Owls and bats shouting
And I am crying
WHERE ARE YOU MOM?
Loneliness..
Emptiness..
Darkness everywhere..
WHERE ARE YOU MOM?
Ghosts laugh down at me
I woke up startled
To find my mom sleeping
As peaceful as ever
I hugged her and said
"I'll never leave u mom"

- Giridharan J


Note: Please avoid leaving your parents in old-age homes.They have sacrificed a lot in their lives to bring you up.There is no need for you to pay them back.But atleast let them ' live'  . Don't ' kill ' them by making them live in old-age homes.