My last post incidently was about the tie between India and Pakistan. And now I write on our ultimate win!!!
How I managed to leave office to watch the match right from the first ball! How Mrinal finally convinced his boss that he be allowed to leave early! How we prayed we watch the match together as whenever we did so, India did win (superstition or whatever, when it comes to the nation, I believe in this)! How we managed to find a restaurant where we could watch India winning together! How we all at the restaurant prayed together, cheered together, got worried together... saw the winning moment together!
I remember how we all lost a heartbeat when Pakistan needed 6 runs in 4 balls. Misbah-ul-haq tried a desperate six and we keenly watched the ball rising up in the air and falling only in the hands of Shreesanth! Those few seconds had so much meaning.
WE WON! WE WON! WE WON!
I salute the Indian team - this one where each player is better than the rest, each one played brilliantly! I am so proud of our team! Great going boys! We all love you!