Cricket and God's particle- an ethereal experience

This blog is about an experience- an experience shared by millions of people across continents. Particularly, Indians who watch and enjoy cricket. 

An experience called Sachin. 

I call this an experience because it has nothing to do with the person named Sachin Tendulkar, but because it is a collective consciousness that people across the world sense with a form, through a sport.

The spark for this post sparked while watching India surgically crush the life out of Australia while chasing a massive target of 359. Shikhar Dhavan, Rohit Sharma and Virat Kohli played spectacular cricket- masterpieces in their careers. An inning which all three and maybe an entire generation will remember in their lifetime.

But. Something was lacking in this experience.

The experience has changed.

Now, our generation is experiencing cricket with a different perspective. One, where we watch cricket with our heads, not our hearts. One, where there is no "longing" to watch the Sachin manifesto unfold before our eyes. Before, when this manifesto existed, it didn't matter whether it brought with it a sense of victory or loss, as long as it was present. Sachin didn't even have to come to the crease for this experience to exist. 

If you listen closely, you notice that this longing has eluded everyone including the commentators. For example even Shane Warne, a commentator for yesterday's match and one of the lucky few who experienced the dark side of the Sachin experience, was commenting at least two octaves below his level of excitement. 

The gravitational pull exerted by this mysterious and elusive force was what bound a billion people to one another. This elusive force is theorized to be God's particle and hence Sachin may be cricket's ___. 

Re-experience God's particle in straight drives.

The next stage of our lives begin.

It has been 2 years 4 months and 23 days since my last post. I theorized how our brain re-consolidates bits of information from our conscious and subconscious mind when we go to sleep. In this post, I consolidate my life since that day. It is a short post, as you shall see, but let me tell you, it is no short of a dream.

The Gunda Arrives

After I wrote the last post, nothing really exciting happened for about 5 months and then on a bright morning in July, Purnima showed me the "stick" and at that precise moment our lives changed! When I mean "our", I mean everyone in the immediate and near vicinity of our existence.

See that's what babies do!

From that moment on, every single thought was either directly or indirectly about my unborn child. What the wife ate, drank, thought, heard and felt was all about giving the baby a great preview for an amazing movie. For 9 whole months, we spent every waking moment sharing, planning and preparing ourselves for a new chapter in our 13 year courtship (of those 9 months, the wife spent 8 throwing up!).

And then she arrived.

And I knew who she was.

I had known her all along.

It was just that we hadn't met until then.

My heart skipped a beat for the second time in my life.

First when I saw my wife and next when I saw my child.

Right then, holding her in my arms, I realized that the next stage of our lives have begun.

The stage where we truly "feel" like we have grown up.