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What will we miss?
Michael Clarke will take guard for the last or probably penultimate time in his international career at The Oval on August 20. A player accomplished in both front-foot and back-foot and a stroke maker held of the highest regard, his absence will definitely be felt in the Australian dressing room. But what are we – the fans Continue reading
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The Paths Of Glory Lead But To The Grave
The men came together to chase their dream Quite knowing what to do For they were paid to do the job And not ask who was who. They didn’t fear the dark, not least That they never had descended this particular steep It was the job that turned them on From being their family’s black Continue reading
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Death Doesn’t Scare Me Anymore.
You took away my belongings, expecting me to cry When all I did was vow to myself That I’d always find a way to fly ‘Cause my belongings meant nothing to thyself. Have you ever seen the hawk get soft upon the prey? Or seen a mountain moved by relentless rain? Your ways have made Continue reading
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Clarke – Time up?
Australia slump to 60 all out against an ordinary bowling attack on an ordinary wicket on an ordinary overcast sky. What’s obvious is that their batting was less than ordinary – it was pathetic. Stuart Broad couldn’t keep the grin off his face and rightly so. For a man whose previous best figures were against Continue reading

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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