My cricket fan from across the border

I know this is something i would have never done normally. But sometimes one has to take the plunge and pay the dues to the one’s who inspired and supported when the heart and soul needed the timely solace. I met one in the virtual world and i am grateful to God for this blessing.
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Dear J.
How do i start this? I mean i have never written a letter to a stranger. Oh! Did i say a stranger! How can i say that, when i have known you for the past 7 years. It was the passion we have for cricket which brought us together. I remember that day, you entered in the room and watched us a group of cricket fanatics from across the wrold, batting on the screen of a virtual world.The front foot moments, the off spins and out swingers were hurtling in every corner of the screen with a few profanities thrown in!

It was World Cup season and our team had to come back after losing in the hands of Bangladesh! We were charged up to see that your team doesn’t make it toย  the finals. Cross border rivalry!Lol,
And one fine day, maybe you couldn’t resist sending a pm and the first words i remember ” Good evening my good old neighbour”. I remember my daughter sitting beside me was laughing to her heart’s content to see that, first time i am getting a message from a total stranger ๐Ÿ˜› I never chatted with anybody, my expertise was only shown in the room ๐Ÿ˜€ She was my partner in crime in the cricket room.
The best part was you pulling my leg whenever Sehwag got out which used to get my goatee ๐Ÿ˜› How you admired Sachin for the way he plays. If you missed any match, I had to give you the updates. Those were the days!

That is how our friendship started. There were no hard feelings, the borders didn’t matter as we chatted about cricket and poetry. I am so grateful to you for introducing me to Mir Taki Mir, Faraz, Manto and above all to the beautiful world of Faiz. I remember how you used to goad me to keep on writing, not only poems but to put my sporting knowledge to better use! When i was going through a rough patch, how you used to call my daughter and ask her about my welfare. On that hospital bed, poetry kept me alive and that credit goes to you.

There was the time when your daughter stood state second in board exams, and i made a call to you.I could feel the feelings of a proud parent vibrating through. All our kids, yours and mine have grown up now. I am so indebted to you for your constant support.

Who says, total strangers cannot be friends? I have met you, who shares the same passions as I, cricket and poetry.No border can stop this mutual respect for each other. Maybe life could be kind and we meet sometimes….

With warm regards,

Your cricket fan

This post is prompted by write tribe,unsent letters# 3

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4 Responses to My cricket fan from across the border

  1. Shilpa Garg says:

    That’s such a sweet note! May you meet J someday, sometimes soon!

  2. alkagurha says:

    How sweet. I hope your virtual friend reads this.

  3. Thank you Alka ๐Ÿ™‚

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