Saturday, November 16, 2013

It took a village ...

It took a village to make Sachin Tendulkar into the Sachin Tendulkar that we love so much. And what a village it was.

Watching Sachin thank everyone, from his immediate family to his coaches and friends, his agents and managers to the sport's governing bodies, and his comrades in cricketing kit, made me wonder: what if every kid got such a support to do what he or she loved to do.

Curiously, I also couldn't help but wonder, what if his mother or his father or someone else in his immediate family had asked him, "Sachin, it is all well and good to be good at cricket. But, what do you plan to do to make a living?" Were those sorts of questions never asked of him? There can be only two answers to that question.

One - no, such questions were never asked. In which case, people around Sachin were cognizant enough to have recognized that they should let this kid with curly hair and a panache for holding the cricket bat do what he loved to do - play cricket. That they will not take this joy away from him, irrespective of whether he is able to eke out a living doing this or not.

Two - yes, such questions were asked. In which case, people around Sachin ensured that they would do everything within their power to let this kid with curly hair and a panache for holding the cricket bat do what he loved to do - play cricket. That they will do everything they can to make sure he becomes the best at what he loves to do.

In either case, the village that raised Sachin, so he could become the cricketer that he would, so he could become the man that he would, was one hell of a village. R E S P E C T.


Friday, November 15, 2013

A tale of two sons of India

Noticed Rahul Gandhi watching Sachin Tendulkar in his last international cricket match at Wankhede Stadium at Mumbai. Couldn't help but think of the contrasts. Two sons of India. Two diametrically opposite claims to fame.

One born with the silver spoon. The other born with iron will.

One who got it all. The other who gave it his all.

One who parachuted down. The other who rocketed up.

One who was thrust on them. The other who they embraced.

One abhorred by most. The other adored by most.

One considered confused. The other hailed as pioneer.

One put down by his peers. The other revered by his peers. 

One who says nothing when he speaks. The other who speaks volumes when he says nothing.

One who has been a slave of his own good fortune. The other who has been a master of his own destiny.