The 'T20 World Cup Final' got over by around 11.30 pm IST, last night. The extremely loud celebrations on the streets though, went on till way past midnight, with all the 'Ganpati Band' dhols and drums, making their presence felt, (two months in advance).
The chanting and cheering, just went on and on and on, for many hours; long after the match was over (far, far away, on a completely different continent). But here in Mumbai (and I'm guessing, in the rest of the country too), the crackers, the people riding through the streets on bikes, shouting out slogans and yelling, and the 'absolute euphoria' just kept going, well past midnight (till about 1.30 am), when I could finally fall asleep, because the noise outside, reduced.ðī
That's what 'Cricket' does to people in India. It just brings out the 'patriotic fervour' and the 'madness' in everyone, like nothing else can. Of course, winning a 'World Cup' in any Sports Tournament or Championship, is a matter of great 'Pride', for every citizen of the winning nation, whether they're an avid follower of the Sport or not. Even the most critical and sceptical ones, wouldn't be able to escape feeling, just a little bit of 'Joy', when their Team, is on the winning side.ð
The fact that it has been quite a few years, since the last time India has won an International Cricket World Cup, made the result much sweeter.
Of course, lots of people (including me), have been ardent admirers of Rahul Dravid for decades. To see him, end his term as a 'Coach', on this happy note, just made everyone 'Smile'.ð
...and yes, Virat Kohli has also left an indelible mark on the 'Game of Cricket'. To achieve another milestone (to add to the list), in his last game, will also be something to remember.ð
There was a time, when we used to watch a lot of 'Sports' at home. My Mother and Grandmother were both 'Athletes', right through their school and college days. I've seen a few old black and white photographs, of my Mum on winning podiums, when she represented her school and college in Athletics and Basketball; and of my Dad playing Billiards, when he was working abroad.
Somehow, I didn't inherit the 'Sporting Genes' though (In just the same way, that I didn't inherit the 'Cooking' and 'Dancing' genes, from the two of them).ðĪ·ðŧ♀️ I did try my hand at Athletics and Basketball in school, but that didn't go very far.ð
However, each time there was a Cricket Match, I guess like every home in India, no one moved from the front of the TV, (for fear of being blamed, for anything that went wrong in the game, because they had moved).ð Every Cricket match, Tennis Tournament, Football game (when it happened at earthly hours), and even the events at the Olympics, were always watched, by my parents...So, I watched too, even though I wasn't as keen and interested as them, about Sports.
Once my Dad passed away and my Mum got sick though, we watched lesser and lesser Sports. I guess, the IPL was the only Tournament, that we followed year after year, with her cheering for KKR (because she liked Ganguly) and me, always on the side of Dhoni and CSK (because I think, he was the most Intelligent Cricketer and Captain, Indian Cricket ever had.) I used to also enjoy watching Anil Kumble, Rahul Dravid and Sachin Tendulkar, back when they used to play.✨️
That whole lot of cricketers, gradually retired, one by one. Maybe that was also a reason, why I slowly didn't watch or even follow, as much Cricket, as I did before.
Later, between juggling work and my mum's illness, I really didn't have the time to spare, to watch those games. Once she passed away too, I slowly lost interest, in many things, that I used to enjoy doing before; especially things that the two of us, used to do together.ðĒ
It will be six years, since she has gone, in a few months. Time really has wings. I don't think I've watched a single Cricket match or any Sport, since those years, when she got very sick. Not on purpose though. I just haven't felt like doing a lot of things, over the last few years.ð
I do try and follow what is happening, especially on days like yesterday, when India was in a Final; but it's more like 'keeping track of the Score online', rather than 'actually watching the game'.
Last night, was one of those days, when the screaming and yelling from passionate 'Cricket Fans' in the neighbouring building, during the last three overs, forced me to go online, to check out the 'Live Score'...And then, I kind of stayed glued to those 'Live Updates', till the last ball of the match; after which, all hell broke loose and everyone on the streets, went absolutely berserk.ðĪŠ
But that's how much the 'Sport' means to people, in our 'Cricket Crazy Country'. It even makes people like me, (who've been 'hibernating' for a few years, or who've been on a bit of a 'Sabbatical from Life in general', for a long time); wake up and remember what it used to be like, when as a 'Family', we would all cheer in one voice, and 'Bleed Blue' together, on days like these. ððŪðģ





