Remember that first touch?
the lingering fragrance,
the electric sparks!
Remember that first kiss?
The sweet trance,
The slow dance!
Remember that first trip?
The endless sunsets,
The sleepless nights!
Remember that first fight?
The taut emotions,
The hugs afterward!
Remember that first poem?
The unsaid words,
That were still unheard!
Brett Lee has always been my favourite cricketer. And believe me, in India, that’s a tough thing to admit in public, that a non Indian and that too an Aussie is your favourite cricketer. But the mention of Brett’s name, however does not evoke as many extreme reactions as one might expect. It’s a testimony to his greatness!
Brett was a passionate fast bowler and a thorough gentleman, a species rare to find these days. His fist pumps and million dollar smiles would make girls faint within seconds! And I will shamelessly admit, I am one of those girls. I remember trying to meet him in my second year of MBBS. He had been on a visit to my city to conduct a cricket coaching camp at a boys’ school. It was a requirement to have purchased a ‘Boost’ packet and producing it at the school gate to gain entry. My friend and I had forgotten to buy one, but the organizers let us in anyway. And there we were in the midst of little school boys, out to catch a glimpse of my hero! I couldn’t gather up my courage to get his autograph that day, but I sincerely hope that some day i will meet him again.
Though my little school girl crush has disappeared over time, my respect for him has grown. He will always be my first love, my hero and my most favourite cricketer. As he opens a new chapter in his life, let us all raise our glasses… To Binga! Here’s wishing you all the very best in your future endeavours!
Love is…
Succulent and juicy
like passion fruit.
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