Dedicated to SRT..... On 25th May, 1973 a star was born Neither was he common, nor forlorn, He was sent down to play cricket by the almightly Sachin Tendulkar had arrived to show his ability The signs were bright at the start of the career Making the fielders run helter and skelter The 664 with Kambli was typical of the boy Nothing else other than batting gave him ultimate joy Then Ranji arrived and then the India Cap, Still the god showed us he could pierce any gap, Bowlers were angry, still they were in awe They called him a champion, but still a little raw Slowly the maturity came, and with it a barrage of runs, Even the fans lost count of the number of tons One thing they were sure of when India was playing, Whilst Sachin was at the crease, impossible was nothing The worlds best batsman continued to delight Be it Sharjah, Australia, under sun or under light The world cups were his forte, top scored in two, People had a hero to look upto But the dream was to win the ultimate prize Every cup had passed with sorrow and surprise The wait was getting longer by the minute People started wondering...is this it ? However something happened during this span Gradually the god became the senior statesman With his advice and mastery, the tigers started roaring Conquering one land after another, things were moving On 2nd April 2011, Indias dream had finally sunk in All teammates were unanimous, this cup is for Sachin They carried him on his shoulders on a victory lap Tears were flowing, but nobody stopped their clap Today, the great man played his last match. Left behind records that only few can dream to catch The farewell speech was touching, there were tears, But the words and emotions will stay with us for years Even while going, the master showed his humility Took blessings from the 22 yards with serenity It was a lesson for all mortals, respect your profession, Difficulties will come and go, maintain concentration Finally... The master has finished, it has been a pleasure The entertainment that he has provided, there is no measure But the chants of the generation will never run thin SACHIN, SACHIN !! SACHIN, SACHIN !! - Arunav Lahiri
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 04:39:18 +0000
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