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.
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.
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