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On a random evening walk as the breeze brushes my hair,

I see kids playing cricket on the ground, and now I can feel your presence in the air.

The brightest eyes, your kiddish stare,

"which cricket poster should we tear?!"..."from the sports magazine that lies in the library there?!"

Reminds me of your childhood, the bat grandpa gifted.

The boy who learned cricket from TV, gaze never shifted.

The perfect drive, the perfect shot,

Everyone cheers for junior Mr.Alien in jersey 17, like him or not.

Suddenly I hear "OUT" from the far away ground and now...

Now back to your very first live match infront of my eyes,

And out on zero, but then we remember something wise :)

Mom said ABD, VK and Dhoni sir have been there too.

You wearing Jersey 30 under the sky so blue,

Us sipping on Pepsi, one for two.

Another breeze, and I hear ,

"Comebacks are stronger than setbacks, my dear"

Giving up the game, life takes a turn,

Injuries and fear, so many concerns....

Still on the field new run records you make,

I just wonder how much courage does it take?

The kid, the boy, the dream, the screams,

The man, the game, the name, the aim.

Even if life changes it's track,

Make sure you find some time to pick up your cricket bat

because

In between hues of life,

I want you to remember a fact so true,

You know I am not into cricket that much.... but I'll always have a favorite cricketer and he will always be you.