Writing a farewell piece is always a
difficult task,especially if it is about someone who is close to
one's heart. We never want the person to stop and their memories
flood our psyche. But,there is nothing permanent in this life and
that is the reality. For someone who grew up on Sachin Tendulkar's
exploits on the cricket field, it is definitely a hard pill to
swallow.
In my childhood,I looked at cricket
just as a sport where a batsman hits a ball delivered by a bowler and
other guys known as fielders chase the ball and throw it back. It was
that simple,until one fine day,I watched a little baby faced boy
hitting bowlers twice his height to all parts of the ground. It was
something remarkable,and my view of cricket started evolving from
there. The aggression I saw in his batting,the delightful strokes on
display and his demeanour attracted me to the game of cricket and it
has grown ever since then.
Sachin embodied a new emerging face of
India,which was no longer afraid of anyone,which was confident of its
own abilities and which was ready to take on the world and prove a
point. His is a story of HOPE. He gave hope to millions of Indians,a
hope that our country is in safe hands on the cricket field and our
super hero would save us from any situation. The nation would rejoice
when he would cart a bowler like a McGrath or a Warne to all parts of
the ground;it would celebrate his every individual milestone like a
century as if it was some personal victory;it would mourn whenever he
got out early. Cricket had ceased to be just a sport in India. It had
become a religion and Sachin a phenomenon, a Kohinoor diamond, a God!
For a nation which was starved of sporting heroes,India had found a saviour. A sportsman who defied all logic and became a deity,adored and loved by millions. He was the nation's pride,someone who Indians could flaunt as their own. His graceful conduct off the field only enhanced his epic popularity. The mid 90's to the early 2000's were when he was at the zenith of his form and our generation is lucky enough to have witnessed some spectacular knocks of this man during this period. The early blitzkrieg,the consolidation in the middle part of the innings,the prayer filled nervous nineties,then the huge celebrations on reaching the century marked by the signature heavenward wave of the bat had all formed a pattern and we expected super human performances from him everytime he set out to bat! Every ball had to be a sixer,every innings a century. It did not matter if India lost the match,but if Sachin had atleast a 50 against his name,the country would be relieved. It's needless to say that a century was as good as an Indian victory! For a long period of time,India was all about Sachin. Get him out and you win. Opposing teams would discuss team strategies only around Tendulkar and how he could carry the burden of a billion for so long is a stuff of legends.
Even in his last match,just the fact
that he could get a 74 amidst such monumental expectations and
stifling pressure from fans,media and spectators tells something
about the mindset of this man. A lesser mortal would have been fried
in the pressure cooker like situation,but his hallmark has always
been soaking in the pressure and carrying many unreasonable
expectations with a calm head. Once he wielded the bat,it was almost
like a saint would take over his body and he would start batting with
an uncluttered mindset which never seemed to have been affected by
the heavy burden on his shoulders. This coupled with his
humility,poise,equanimity and his colossal achievements gave him a
God-like status.
It was a pleasure to watch his many
illustrious innings live,which would be no lesser than any commercial
blockbuster movie with celebrations,nervousness,prayers,joy,sorrow
and what not.Sachin was a habit for many cricket followers like
me,and cricket without him seems incomplete and just a routine, sans
all the jubilation he brought with it. The desert storm innings he
played against Australia at Sharjah still lives on vividly in my mind
and nothing ever comes remotely close to those once in a lifetime
innings. There will be many more terrific performances,many memorable
feats which would be achieved on the cricket field,but the impact of
those 2 innings will probably remain unparalalled. Sachin enthralled
us for over 20 years and it all seems surreal now. Many people and
the media were very intent on his retirement from many
years,forgetting to enjoy whatever was left of him and to make the
most out of it. Great players come and go,but a player like Sachin
comes once in a lifetime, and it's important to savour every moment.
I hope many would realise it now!
A man's life should not be weighed only
against statistics,because that gives only half a picture. It is the
impact that one leaves which is more important and I can say with
conviction that never before have I witnessed such an impact being
left on a sport by any other player. He goes way beyond his
unreachable statistics and is in a haloed zone of his own.
The majestic straight drive,the
thumping punch off the backfoot through the covers,the flick off the
pads to the legside,the eloquent cover drive,the upper cut,the
alluring paddle sweep,the sixes over the spinner's head and numerous
other shots have become history,because no one plays it with better
finesse and panache than Sachin. They will all remain in his fans'
hearts and give solace and delight whenever one feels down.Twenty
years down the line,his sonorous batting will be remembered like a
Kishore Kumar or Lata Mangeshkar song now-a-days.
Thanks for the happiness you gave
us,the hope and confidence you instilled,the free supreme
entertainment you gave us for 24 years and for every little thing
that you have done to make the game so much better and thank you for
being the best anti-depressant. It's said “Never say goodbye
because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting”,
but Sachin will always remain etched in our hearts forever. God never
retires!
A part of my childhood has quietly
slipped away with Sachin retiring.I'm sure it is true with many
others too. For old time's sake,for one last time
“SAACHHHIIIINNNNNN...............................SAAACHHHHINNNNNNNNNNNNNN”..........
"The majestic straight drive,the thumping punch off the backfoot through the covers,the flick off the pads to the legside,the eloquent cover drive,the upper cut,the alluring paddle sweep,the sixes over the spinner's head and numerous other shots have become history,because no one plays it with better finesse and panache than Sachi" - I liked the adjectives used here..eloquent .alluring .. I was thinking if I were the blogger, it would not be that easier for my mind of think of these words.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Vimal for going through it and for your comments.:) Well,the words just come to the mind once we remember about Sachin. For those who not just saw his batting and actually experienced it,it is a different feeling altogether. Sachin was not just another great batsman,he was an experience! :)
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