The British fled our country on 15th August, 1947, but Hindustan was broken into two a day earlier!
Two children from one womb, separated by the evils of individualistic and religious ideals. Brothers killed each other in the name of Gods, the connection being a war bed for years to follow. Off-springs of the same blood turned into unforgiving rivals for eternity. Leaders came and leaders went, the blood though was here to stay.
The urge to kill and destroy planted deep in the hearts of a few maniacs has been murdering innocent lives and thwarting the progress of two beautiful countries.
But one thing has never failed to bring these two warriors together..its the game called CRICKET.
A cricket match between India and Pakistan has been a breathtaking spectacle each and every time it happens - not only to the people of the two countries but to the entire sporting world!
The passion..the adrenalin..the prayers touch unbelievable levels when these two cricketing giants face off each other out in the center. All the bitterness..rivalry..hatred..patriotism..condense into one palpable desire - win the game! And that desire has been the one common thing between these two countries for decades now.
This game has been the dream of advertisers and broadcasters 'coz their ratings and revenues topple over in that single day of magic.
Come Wednesday, the 30th of March, 2011 is no different. The stage is set.
Its the day of reckoning.
Its the semi-final of the Cricket World Cup.
Its India vs Pakistan!
I love to see that the people of the two countries including their Prime Ministers are going to sit together and watch the battle. I love the way people are going to cheer and pray for their countries to beat each other. I appreciate the fact that its going to act as a bridge for all the diplomatic acts between the two countries since 26/11. I would love the countries to be brothers and friends again.
But, tomorrow afternoon..when the players of both the teams step into the field in Mohali, one thing I would love for..one thing I pray for..one thing my heart aches for..is to see team India rip apart the Pakistani team and storm into the final of the world cup. Am Indian after all!
Bleed them green, India..! Jai Hind.
Two children from one womb, separated by the evils of individualistic and religious ideals. Brothers killed each other in the name of Gods, the connection being a war bed for years to follow. Off-springs of the same blood turned into unforgiving rivals for eternity. Leaders came and leaders went, the blood though was here to stay.
The urge to kill and destroy planted deep in the hearts of a few maniacs has been murdering innocent lives and thwarting the progress of two beautiful countries.
But one thing has never failed to bring these two warriors together..its the game called CRICKET.
A cricket match between India and Pakistan has been a breathtaking spectacle each and every time it happens - not only to the people of the two countries but to the entire sporting world!
The passion..the adrenalin..the prayers touch unbelievable levels when these two cricketing giants face off each other out in the center. All the bitterness..rivalry..hatred..patriotism..condense into one palpable desire - win the game! And that desire has been the one common thing between these two countries for decades now.
This game has been the dream of advertisers and broadcasters 'coz their ratings and revenues topple over in that single day of magic.
Come Wednesday, the 30th of March, 2011 is no different. The stage is set.
Its the day of reckoning.
Its the semi-final of the Cricket World Cup.
Its India vs Pakistan!
I love to see that the people of the two countries including their Prime Ministers are going to sit together and watch the battle. I love the way people are going to cheer and pray for their countries to beat each other. I appreciate the fact that its going to act as a bridge for all the diplomatic acts between the two countries since 26/11. I would love the countries to be brothers and friends again.
But, tomorrow afternoon..when the players of both the teams step into the field in Mohali, one thing I would love for..one thing I pray for..one thing my heart aches for..is to see team India rip apart the Pakistani team and storm into the final of the world cup. Am Indian after all!
Bleed them green, India..! Jai Hind.
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