Cricketing Journey of my life..

Once again world cup 50-50 over match is on the cusp of inauguration . Once again nostalgia and cognitive feeling is at its best. Star and espn the official broadcaster of this edition of world cup is trying to do so. I still remember my childhood days and sense of urgency for the world cup . World cup in small town at madhya pradesh to be more specific vidisha was one of the memorable moment of my life. How as a family we gear up for watching world cup . I still recall I was a kid when Indian were playing their final match at lords 1983 match and some snapshots which i remember that my father was very happy as India were winning the match and we were participating in one of my elder cousins marriage . That snapshot get cascaded in years to follow. And as any normal Indian citizen I also started following world cup . Those were the days were entire India was getting the grip of DOORDARSHAN . To buy a television use to be a memorable event in the family. Just few days back my brother came from US . I was surprised and abashed to know that he still remember the day when we bought our vcr . yes that use to be the moment in the family. Although i have a certificate @ home that I remember most of the childhood memories but on that day I was delighted to know my brother know the date which i did not even remember.
Anyways coming back to the worldcup My childhood days were in a very protected environment as younger one in the family. I always enjoy attention of my family member . I have the privilege to have lot of nickname which they use to tell as a typical Laad ( hindi word) my name use to gutku,gutkins,chotu,gonzi ponzi, and so on and so forth. While world cup magic was grabbing the entire country as well as durable market have also started growing . Same days I also started growing up.
My brother always Use to be ( still ) my role model . I always enjoy his company . he from the day one is a very versatile guy . He use to do well in academics and also use to be excellent in extra Curr. activities. he use to lead our cricket . His bowling use to be ferocious and we all use to be die hard fan of his cricketing skills. But in terms of cricket he always love to play cricket and I always love to watch cricket and play a little bit . During those days just opposite to my house we had neighbours name as vij uncle. Our mohalla was called sherpura colony and sherpura colony was very vibrant. As there were lot of kinds in the age bracket of 10 -15 and 15-20 . By virtue of this we also use to be called as Yuvrajj ki colony ..
As i was mentioning about vij uncle . Vij Uncle son used to be very close friend of mine . His name was sonu .. sonu vij... ( Or late sonu vij.. few years back he passed away ) .. Sonu bhaiya was one of my great pal.. Although he was 5-10 years older than me . But we use to gel like anything. ( Which i discovered latter on in my life that I always use to get gel very well with elders ) .

Sonu bhaiya was instrumental in putting that kiiiidda of cricket in my blood ( Kiida is a hindi word which means putting an addiction of something in our house dictionary) .. he everyday use to give me tips of cricket . I was very fond of him . During those days we use to have one television in the entire mohalla and television use to be at jha uncle place.
As my father also use to love cricket so he always use to go there with our very good family friend machwe uncle. Machwe uncle to introduce works in the same college where my father use to work and both of them were working there as a professor . Machwe uncle is having excelent sense of humour and he always use to tell us scripted story and we all use to thoroughly enjoy his version.
Father and he use to go to jha uncle house and they watch cricket there . During those days watching cricket also use to be a mohalla event. where one gather at one place and watch cricket .. (with a dream that one day they will also have television at their home ) .. I remember to have antenna on ones house use to be a matter of pride.

I remember one incidence my father went to see some match at jha uncle place and it was some late night we all kids were sleeping with all the anxiety of knowing whether india has won or not ( without having no know how of cricket and India. I still remember I use to ask some of my uncle during cricket matches only that hindustan jeeta ki india jeeta... So that use to be my level of thinking..) Anyways let us come back to that day story .. So next first thing which three of us were interested in knowing .. three means . Me my bro and My sister( she is working as a renowned gynaecologist now a days in bhopal ) And as soon as father has break the news that India had won and kirti azad was the man of the match.For us that breaking news is better then any breaking news which now a days news channels use to post we all three jumped with a joy ( a joy like some wonders has happened in our life) .. In this joy as I was telling that I use to be pamper kid so My bro and my sis put me on ther shoulders and started shouting .. hamara Kirti Azad... Gutku hamara Kirti azad.. In all this exuberance I also started feeling like I am the greatest hero in the entire world and have started jumping.. Suddenly out exuberance has landed up in some thing which i can never forget in my life. ... I fall down from the shoulders and there was a table lying there .. As soon I fall down my two upper teeth got crashed over the sharp edge of the table.. And as there was a transition from a milky teeth to a permanent teeth.. And blood started coming out.. but luckily nothing major storm had happened... Only thing which has happened is because of tooth crash.. I got a gap between two upper teeth ( Which helps me in Smiling) .. and that gap still pertains.. So that was my first experience with cricket .. Whenever i see that gap still I remember those fantastic days of my life.....

To be continued...........................