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Whenever there is a cricket match, India playing another country, I wake up with great anticipation and offer a prayer to the Almighty, May India play well, my lord; may you lead the best side to victory.” I do not know how I find time plenty to watch the cricket match when I always seem to run out of it for so many important tasks. I do not know how I stay glued to the TV and watch every ball bowled be it burning summer when I normally retreat to the basement, be it freezing winter when I hibernate in a cozy corner. Then I forget my food and drink unless it is served to me right there; I dislike intrusions of all kinds and, when the phone rings, I am loath to lift the receiver. I lap up every comment after every ball and curse the commercial breaks that appear between the overs and between sixes and fours. My heart races with joy every time our player hits the ball and misses a beat or stops when our wickets fall. But when it happens with the rival team my heart responds inversely. What was my prayer in the morning all about, some one might ask, and find me fumbling for an answer. When our players score big, take a big haul of wickets and run like cheetahs in the field, they evoke adulation reserved only for heroes and icons, but when they bat poorly and fail and fumble with the ball they seem so vulnerable, so fragile, like gods of clay. When the rivals lose I feel sorry for them and empathise, but when our team loses in spite of putting up their best it makes me angry and sad, and I mourn as if there would never be another day, even as I know that cricket is a chameleon, a faithless lover, who wavers with her favors, today mine, tomorrow yours. |
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He is a physician and neurologist, a medical researcher, poet, social activist. He writes on diverse subjects – medical, literary, social and political and has numerous research papers to his credit, his pioneering work being “The Health Trauma in a Displaced Population” which was presented at national and international conferences. He has published three anthologies namely: 1- “Of Gods, Men and Militants”. Minerva Press (Pvt.) India -2000 2- “A Thousand-Petalled Garland and other Poems”. Writers Workshop Kolkata – 2003 3- “Enchanting world of Infants” Peacock Books, Atlantic Publishers and Distributors-2007 He was declared Shehjar's 'Kashmiri Person of the year' for 2007. |
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