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The Dhoni Dilemma.
Mahendra Singh Dhoni gave Indian cricket all that he possibly could, perhaps even more. He changed the vantage point of the game in a country which truly hadn’t released itself from the clutches of colonialism. In a game dominated by textbookish brilliance and artistic languidness, Dhoni chose to differ. His beauty lay in his flaws.… Continue reading
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No Echoes.
Everyone here is steadily nudging, Rapidly moving or slowly trudging. It’s a relentless pace they know, As everyone here is moving and shoving. Everyone here is strongly guarded, By the hands of everyday strife. The simplicity of struggle eludes them all, Know how to make a living, not truly a life. Because everyone here… Continue reading
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A Bullet
They packed him away to much delight He was going away, but all knew To the war of second coming The news hadn’t come out of the blue. The soldier wore his uniform and started to walk He bade his family a final goodbye. He couldn’t see his kids’ tears Daddy will soon be back,… Continue reading
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‘Kept, Hadds!
Bradley James Haddin called time on his Test career today at the Sydney Cricket Ground in a packed press conference chaired by Cricket Australia CEO James Sutherland. What an unfitting way to end a very public career and a very private journey. None of his teammates were there to hoist him on their shoulders and… Continue reading
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Seeking Sanga
Kumar Chokshanada Sangakkara became the best opener, middle order batsman, wicket keeper and first slip he could possibly become but he wasn’t considered good enough. He wasn’t considered good enough by men who ruled world cricket. They said that he had to make tough runs. And when he did so, they said that he had… Continue reading
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We Just Need (Time)
Dear dreams, You enter through the door, punch the wall on the way but only if you’d known whom it might hurt more. I know why you’re coming. I say, “I need you” like I mean it. But I say it instinctively. We are now standing face to face. You slap me, I shout back.… Continue reading
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Ten Past Midnight.
Jeff knew he had to act fast. There wasn’t much time remaining. He stared at his watch. It showed ten past midnight. He took his time before slowly pulling the curtain. What stood before him made him dumbstruck. He couldn’t speak now that Ellie was in her bunk just above his. One thing he didn’t… Continue reading
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Homecoming Of A Hero
The crowd cheered, the applause was loud But it was lost in the distant melee The hero was going away again His mother cried, for what knew she? He tried to remain calm, She always saw him off the same He knew he couldnt turn back As his tears came down again. He wouldnt cry,… Continue reading
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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
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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