Happy Birthday, you wonder of a man!

Someone who has more admirers than almost anyone else in the world of sports and entertainment. The man, for whom the whole country comes to a standstill when he is at the crease, all in expectation. The man who carries around the expectations of a billion with the ease of spreading cheese on bread. The man who has a cricketing ethic like none other, an array of cricketing shots like none other, humility despite his greatness like none other, hunger for success like none other.


It has been the single most exhilarating visual delight of my life - to see this genius,wielding his willow.
38 years to the moment you came to the rescue of a nation who needed to witness a miracle, who needed inspiration.. and though you have reached Godly status in my country, I know you are human, and yet you are not. 


Every person who has watched you knows how you have managed the weight of expectations of a billion+ crazy fans for 20 years. 
You Sir, are legend. Happyyyy Birrthdaaayy!


Love, 
Over a billion people 

and Peachyyy.

Aaila!

The Living Legend,

The God at no. 4

Cricket ka Devta.

Cliché.

But we all know why such clichés have been coined.

When he bats, I switch on my TV and switch off my life.

I remember this particular family vacation, I was 12, I think. We were on our way to some hillstation.

so we had to board a local train for 2 hours. And the train was made to halt because - Sachin Tendulkar was batting at 92 not out. The passengers, the railway officials, everyone on the train waited for Sachin to complete his century.

This 5'5'' master blaster, can make time stop in India!

Here, its quite acceptable to hurl at top notch politicians, but, dare you point a finger at Sachin.

The joy he bring to a billion cricket crazy overgrown bachhas, a million of his countrymen, and the way he handles all the adulation, the expectations with such humility and grace. what a genius.

underneath the helmet, that unruly curly hair, inside that head, there is something we don’t know, something beyond scientific measure. Something that allows him to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even comprehend.

This post to the man we love,

The man we all want to be.

Ps - This post deserves only one tag.

Pps - THE FINALS ARE ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

I'll be driven to depression if we lose, on my birthday!

thats is, if we get to the finals at all.