Tuesday, April 24, 2012

100

It's such an amazing number - centuries have always been special. I never understood the fascination with the number. Let's consider cricket - how is the 100th run more important than the 101st? If the psychology of a batsman is to be taken into account, then I am sure that the 100th run, on an average, takes lot more deliveries than the 101st, so the team should actually be cheering for the 101st run even more. But that is not the case. This just adds to the reasons why I hate cricket. Atleast the hoopla about Sachin's 100th century is now over and now the whole team can focus more on winning matches and not on individual achievements. Not that I care. For me, the number means a lot more - it means a dream, a promise and hopefully one day an achievement. But not yet. For now, life goes on - and unlike cricket, it seems I am playing a game of snakes and ladders, coming back to square one after so many attempts but I have hope that one day the venom will run out. Someday...

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