It was India versus England. Natwest trophy finals. Kaif and Yuvaraj were guiding India to a historic victory. My father, brother, mother and even my grandmother were on tenterhooks and totally excited watching the action on TV. Every single was cheered and a boundary would just blast the noise levels of the household. And we could hear similar noises from every house in the neighbourhood.
Sitting in a room right next to the TV Room was my kid-cousin Akshay. He was sitting on the computer browsing the net or doing some complicated stuff. He was totally unruffled by the noise and excitement in the adjoining room. In fact from where he sat he could easily see us jumping. He was the youngest in the family (then) and was having such a composed look on his face while we were behaving like children at a zoo! Cricket didn’t matter to him. Everytime there was a roar from our end he would just shout, “what happened?”, to us. We would reply, “Yuvaraj just smashed Harmisson for a boundary! Only 30 runs to go and 4 overs remaning!”. He would reply, “Oh aste na. sari”.
But his best reaction was when we were all thrilled when India won the match. He casually walked out of his room and said, “Did India win?”. He said that, he didn’t ask because nobody answered!
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