Once in a lifetime comes a man like Sachin Tendulkar…
The whole country, if not the whole world, is either talking
or writing or seeing something about Sachin, and it is hard not to indulge
myself into the heat of the moment. Well, what can one say, after so much has
been said already by so many people. But then what I am writing now is not for
anyone to read or anyone to rate my article. It is more for myself, as an
outlet to the pent-up emotions of seeing Sachin go.
I am 33 now. One amongst the millions of Indians born in the
80’s to have experienced Sachin. 24 out of my 33 years have been embellished
due to Sachin and it is immensely disheartening to see him go. My earliest
memory of him, I guess like most others, is of that Pakistan match in Peshawar where
he hit 4 sixers in an over of the famed Abdul Qadir.
During the early 90s, more often than not, India used to
lose the match. India, although having had a World Cup victory in 1983, was
still an underdog team and not as competitive as Australia or many other
countries. And it was sad to see so many losses, consequently. And at this
juncture came this 5’5'' man who challenged the monotony and tried to give hope
to billions of Indians for an Indian victory in every match he played. And
because of this, he became famous. I am not sure if he would have become as famous as how he is now if he had made debut now, when
India is on a high and every player is a match winner. But this fact that when he
stood alone when all around him wickets were falling down is what made him as
unique as ever. In many cases, his score alone would be more than half of the
entire team’s total.
Sachin, I came to know, wanted to be a fast bowler but was
turned down, and he then took to batting. Despite his innumerous success with
the bat, he even had the country rooting for him in 1993 when he took
responsibility of bowling the last over to South Africa in Hero Cup Semi Final
in Calcutta when the opposition needed only 5 runs to win. It was stunning to see him get
India through to victory from the jaws of defeat even when he was not batting.
When he started, he used to come to bat at the death of the
innings and he quickly became known for the extraordinary hitting, which was
very much needed to win the match, considering the asking run rate to be
hovering over or above 6. So, one day in
1994 when I got up early in the morning to see India’s match against New
Zealand, I saw Sachin batting and I feared the worst – that India was already 6
or 7 wickets down and it was still very early in the match. But I saw that we
weren’t really so many wickets down and it took me sometime to understand what
had happened – Sachin had opened the innings! And what a spell-bound innings
that was! This was a brilliant game plan which I had never imagined could occur, but once
I realized it, it made so much sense – especially with the 15 hour field
restriction in place. If only he had started his career as an opener, he would
have had so many more centuries under his belt.
And Sachin continued to cement his place in the playing
eleven, for many years. By mid 90s, he was the pillar of the Indian cricket team.
He stood constantly while the entire team changed year after year. The
selectors only had to select the playing 10 since Sachin by default held his
post with his consistency. Every match was seen because of Sachin. If Sachin
was not in the game, the interest was halved.
As Sachin amassed century after century, a ‘Sachin century’
became the focal point. An automatic expectation came along with his entry every time to
the pitch - a century was the least ask from him. In fact he became so consistent
in his knocks that I started tracking his runs in every innings in a small
piece of paper, to analyze it better. This was in 1998 and it was by far his
greatest year since he amassed over 1800 runs in that year alone.
And what I deduced from that small piece of paper stunned me. He was getting a
century in every 3rd innings in test match and 7th
innings in an ODI, and it kept getting better every match! So each time he came
to bat, I was fervently praying for a century. He was easily breaking
all records and I was eager to see him get to the top at the earliest.
1998 was a tough year for me since I was sitting for my 12th
grade board exams. Everyone knows what happened between India-Australia in
Sharjah 1998. There was this semi-final on 22nd April when Australia
made 284 and India had to get a certain amount of runs to qualify for finals
against Australia. With intense concentration and focus, Sachin ensured that
India were past that score but a victory was quite improbable and even
superfluous. And yet, Sachin continued to toy the bowlers and there was this
amazing hit by him when Tony Greg, the commentator gasped “Sachin Tendulkar wants to win this match!” which sent goosebumps across the country. I can never forget that powerful statement. After this mind-numbing semi-final
came the final on his birthday where again, he single-handedly guided India to a victory against a team that
had not lost 6 straight matches in the tournament, and again with a brilliant century.
These 2 consecutive centuries were the greatest ever I have seen. Added to this
tension were the summer power-cuts at crucial junctures, the exam preparation. Boy,
life was hard those days!!
The small piece of paper then became a full-fledged ledger
where I started to track all his scores – both ODI and Test matches. Another
thing I noticed was how well he used to play in the World Cups. His consistency
(average) in the World Cups was unbelievable. When I noticed, he was already amongst the top 5 batsmen. So I started tracking this too in the ledger. I continued
this for a long time until cricinfo took over! After the golden year of 1998,
came some lull in the life as he encountered injuries, he took over captaincy
and could not deliver much, etc. But the passion remained same, the expectation
remained same. There never was a doubt that he will stop being part of the
team.
1999 too was another eventful year. His father passed away
when he was playing in the World Cup tournament. Despite this, he returned back
to the team and made a wonderful 100 against Kenya. He also got his the then highest
ODI score of 186 against New Zealand which was so good to see. In the
same year, there was this brilliant 136 Vs Pakistan in Chennai which he fought so hard
single-handedly to win the match but finally lost. This century was very
poignant because he was in intense pain with his body and yet managed to get India
so close to victory.
The same year saw Shoaib Akthar get Sachin out for a first ball duck in Eden Garden, Kolkatta. It was sensational stuff. But even in that instant, what stood out to me was not how he got out but how he acknowledged that good delivery by a slight nod of his head, an appreciation of what was plainly good cricket bowling. This would make the
viewers want more of Sachin-Shoaib. Sachin finally got the better of Shoaib in
subsequent matches. Individual competitions continued with
old great bowlers and new ones boomed. With Shane Warne, Glenn McGrath, Muttiah
Muralitharan and other great bowlers, it was a pure pleasure to see the battle,
to see the game embellished by these legends of cricket.
And slowly, things changed, India changed, the team started
winning more and more games, I got into college and then got into a job and
then travelled abroad, but whenever there was a cricket match, I always looked
forward to see Sachin and his score. This never changed for over 2 decades. It
never needed to change. His dream of securing a World Cup victory
finally occurred under the leadership of Dhoni (whom he had nominated to BCCI
for captaincy) in 2011. Thankfully I was in India that year and followed all the games closely. In the same year, he hit a double century in ODI
(first-ever by any batsman). A Sachin retirement was something I never thought about because it just didn’t seem necessary. As he neared 40, there were talks everywhere – media, office, press, etc – and it irked me as to why we were pushing the icon to think about it.
It is said that he has groomed so many cricketers who shared
the dressing room with him which has made them better players. There was this
interview with Aamir Khan where Aamir revealed how Sachin used to predict the
bowler’s next ball.
Boy, such insight would help any batsman in the team immensely. And this surely
has made India a better team now. Scoring over 300 runs in an ODI was only
possible if Sachin did 80% of the batting but now this is no longer necessary.
If Sachin gets out early, it doesn’t matter much now but back in the 90s, most television
sets will be turned off and few people would have even ended their lives if
Sachin got out in a pressure situation in a tense match.
In the same interview, Aamir mentions how each of us felt happy when Sachin hit a four or a six. If Sachin hit a century, we felt as happy as if we hit a century. This is so true. When he struggled with pain, the country suffered with him. When he cried (which was so rare), the nation cried with him. And when he lifted his bat after each century and looked up at the sky, the nation gave him a bow.
He has hit a 100 hundreds. Although I am blessed to have
been born in the same era as him, I have been very unfortunate not to have
witnessed even one of those hundreds live in the stadium. The couple of
occasions I did have the chance to shout ‘Sachin, Sachin’ in the midst of
thousands of people in Bangalore stadium, he got out poorly. I don't blame him but my own fate.
His retirement from ODI last year was a mild blow and
without much fanfare. It seemed the country was prepared for it for a long time
and with so many mini-Sachins now, he wouldn’t really be missed. But these last
few days, when the public knows they are seeing him for the last time in the international arena,
everybody has gone overboard to make the farewell special for the greatest
sport-star son of India. His own farewell speech [and the lap of honor (as well as his last walk to the pitch to pay respects)] was extremely touching when he
thanked all those behind-the-scenes people who gave us the Sachin a billion Indians wanted.
I used to collect a lot of articles written on Sachin. We
used to subscribe for Deccan Herald in the 1990s and DH always had great photos
of Sachin hitting great shots, and those clips adorned my cupboard. Wherever I
saw a great article written on Sachin, I used to cut it and put it in a file
folder. Soon the digital world grew and there was internet full of amazing
articles on Sachin, stunning clips of his shots and even videos of his great
games. So I stopped collecting. But deep within, he was always near me. Like an
extended family.
I may never get to meet him personally, he may never get to
know me personally. For him, I will be just another fan like billions others
and there are far better fans for him than me - like those who have fasted for
him when he was batting, who have flown countries to see his batting live, etc.
And today, when I watched him bid adieu to the game, my soul ripped. There was this huge lump in the throat. I was
controlling, yes, and there were no tears but it just hurt. Just plain hurt to
see him go, and to not see him again playing, to not see his name on the Indian
scorecard. It isn’t the life that I am used to. I have never seen it before,
and never wanted to. His retirement, although inevitable, has caused
listlessness. I keep staring blankly as if life has come to a stop. His presence in the
team made us all look forward to life, to his enchanting, invincible and impeccable
batting. It kept us asking for more, hungry for more. His hunger for runs kept
us hungry and increased our expectation on him. And now, there is nothing. A huge void.
Tomorrow, life goes on, as usual. People go to office,
children go to school, doctors go to hospital. Sachin Tendulkar, for the first time will not be in the next playing eleven, he will be out of sight, and out of sight is out of mind - soon he will fade
away into the past. But what he has given us in his capacity as an entertainer
has surpassed all expectations and will forever be etched in our memory. Sachin
Tendulkar has made our lives special – with us just being spectators, seeing
him, the Master, like a Maestro, in action.
Once in a lifetime comes a man like Sachin Tendulkar…and the pleasure was all mine.
From the bottom of my heart - a big salutation to the greatest batsman of my time.
Amen.
And to get the ‘Best Girl’ award, she had to not only win the Championship
award but also participate in almost all extracurricular activities such as cultural activities, NCC, etc. She had confidence in winning in sports and singing and
dancing, but she hadn’t enrolled herself in NSS and NCC. So she got enrolled into those too, and learnt the basics of knotting and using rifles – just sufficient
to get a certificate. She was good enough to get the NCC Trophy for one of the
categories.
The heat was on now for the Championship Trophy. She had won
in almost all the games and the competition was almost feverish. Every day and
every night, the tension was palpable! Each night she would sit and calculate
the points, and plan for next day’s victories. During the last few games, she
knew she had enough to get her through but still she fought till the end
victoriously to ensure her closest competitor was sufficiently some points
away. And thus, she got her second aim fulfilled – The coveted Championship
Trophy!
Alas! Despite being in the top charts for all categories
considered for the Best Girl, she was not chosen as the Best Girl. She was
heartbroken. But she later came to know that, in the past, this award was always politically biased. She, actually, was never even in contention! And hence, the girl who was chosen for Best Girl
ended up being good only in academics but with not much contribution in sports
or other extracurricular activities. 
And thus, the walls are adorned with so many trophies that
it occupies an entire unit! She might have been unlucky not to get the Best
Girl award then, but she remains an exemplary achiever and a True Champion! So
what if she didn’t get the Best Girl award then, she gets my ‘Best Girl’ award
hands-down!! In retrospect, if King Bhu's daughter had not been saved by his son, the world would never have seen this champion nor would this story have been scripted. And nor would I have found my 'Best Girl'! 
