My Experience: Life tells you everything in ADVANCE.

One of the best bowling sessions of my life was the last practice session at Pritam Pura sports complex. Wearing a black t-shirt and red shorts. I started the routine warm up and then moved to the nets. The rock/red cherry fitted so nicely in my palms as if it was made for me.

It was a spell of fast and accurate bowling. Faster than anything I ever delivered. Knocking the stumps of the best batsmen, beating them with pace, getting them to mis-time their shots was such a delight and more importantly it boosted me to go on and on. For the first time in my life I felt myself as right arm fast instead of military medium. They feared me that day, the dog was having a blast and it was his day.

Fittingly, at the end of the spell when I sat down. Those shorts tore by themselves as if it was the end and indeed it was. Maybe the shorts tearing all by themselves was a sign of telling me that's it, your time is over. I never played cricket like that again.

It was as if a fast bowler trapped in this soul was set free and showed me what I could be. I will never forget that day. You are something that I could never be again. I wish that some day I could be half of what I did that day. Noticing people standing at the back of the nets just to watch you bowl was a great pleasure in itself.

I still can remember that day clear as day, the SG club ball, the batsman, the pitch, the grass and everything there ... Oh boy what a feeling.

Thinking of a great session again ..... someday perhaps.