“Beneath the helmet, under that unruly curly hair, inside the cranium, there is something we don't know, something beyond scientific measure. Something that allows him to soar, to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even fathom. When he goes out to bat, people switch on their television sets and switch off their lives.” – BBC Sports
He is gone. I thought he would never go. He is gone today. It was 1400 hours on Saturday, the 16th of November, 2013. Hearts heavy with what I had just experienced, I don’t know what it was, I don’t know how it worked but I’d never witnessed anything like what was going to happen in the next few minutes. All the Sachin chants which I saw at the Wankhede. It was unbelievable. The chanting continued through the afternoon, and you could look at various moist eyes even after the emotional cauldron in the stadium.
Somehow, it felt natural that this should happen. Somehow, it felt inevitable. It was as if we were all gripped by a common force and energy. If there is anyone who has inspired and been loved by the entire nation more in equivocal terms, I’ve not heard of that person.
It has been seven days since I witnessed the outpouring of emotions and those words coming from Sachin. I still can’t get over the profoundness and candidness of the speech. It was not earth shattering, Sachin is not the best orator, and it was nothing that we didn’t know. But the connection he made with everyone in the stands, and beyond was striking. Again, I had never witnessed anything close to this. But then, I don’t think we’ve witnessed anything like Sachin Tendulkar.
The moment which I can never forget is when he walked purposefully across the ground from the Pavilion to the wicket. We were all wondering why it was, and before we realised it, Sachin had bent down, paid his obeisance to the soil and took its blessings before the packed house for one last time. It was at this moment that even the strongest amongst us wathcing him broke down.
And so did Sachin.
There is so much emptiness and sadness; I still feel that I am floating in the numbness which took over me after Sachin left the ground.
I don’t have too many words to say, I am too choked with emotion at the prospect of Sachin Tendulkar retiring. My eyes are moist, for one of the biggest idols of my life is walking into the setting sun.
Thank you Sachin
He is gone. I thought he would never go. He is gone today. It was 1400 hours on Saturday, the 16th of November, 2013. Hearts heavy with what I had just experienced, I don’t know what it was, I don’t know how it worked but I’d never witnessed anything like what was going to happen in the next few minutes. All the Sachin chants which I saw at the Wankhede. It was unbelievable. The chanting continued through the afternoon, and you could look at various moist eyes even after the emotional cauldron in the stadium.
Somehow, it felt natural that this should happen. Somehow, it felt inevitable. It was as if we were all gripped by a common force and energy. If there is anyone who has inspired and been loved by the entire nation more in equivocal terms, I’ve not heard of that person.
It has been seven days since I witnessed the outpouring of emotions and those words coming from Sachin. I still can’t get over the profoundness and candidness of the speech. It was not earth shattering, Sachin is not the best orator, and it was nothing that we didn’t know. But the connection he made with everyone in the stands, and beyond was striking. Again, I had never witnessed anything close to this. But then, I don’t think we’ve witnessed anything like Sachin Tendulkar.
The moment which I can never forget is when he walked purposefully across the ground from the Pavilion to the wicket. We were all wondering why it was, and before we realised it, Sachin had bent down, paid his obeisance to the soil and took its blessings before the packed house for one last time. It was at this moment that even the strongest amongst us wathcing him broke down.
And so did Sachin.
There is so much emptiness and sadness; I still feel that I am floating in the numbness which took over me after Sachin left the ground.
I don’t have too many words to say, I am too choked with emotion at the prospect of Sachin Tendulkar retiring. My eyes are moist, for one of the biggest idols of my life is walking into the setting sun.
Thank you Sachin
