Why God Why??

After reading this incident all of you will have a flashback (Atleast I will put an effort to ensure this)...You all will remember some incident from your own life where you tried..really hard...even though you suspected the worst thing might happen..but you tried..only to.......wont give it in so easy..you gotta read the whole story...

24th January, 2008

Well it was just another ordinary day in my life. Slept late at night (or early in the morning..depends on which breed you belong to). Felt lazy to come out of my quilt and so woke up late in the afternoon (or early in the evening). But by the time I woke up I had missed an epic.A masterpiece. Yes, I missed Sachin's Century in the ongoing Adelaide test. O' Dear Lord. Such beautiful innings. Such class from him. Every article on net said that he played a complete innings. And I missed it coz of sheer laziness.

I saw the highlights in UG Club and he was simply mind-blowing. Determined not to miss his knock I planned for a night-out and see the match live from 6 am in my hostel's TV room. I invited like minded friends to join me. Those who resisted were given a tempting offer of cookies and namkeens. Everyone was hoping for a double century from Sachin (I was hopeful of a triple). I have never been so excited about any test match but from inside I knew this one was going to be special. So it began.....

25th January, 2008

It was just like another ordinary night-out. Chatting with friends. Browsing through orkut profiles of random gals. But yeah the real action was yet to come.
So at 5.30 my friend Anshul called. He got up to see the match (Well the passion for watching Sachin can even make laziest of all to rise so early). I packed the cookies and namkeens (yes that offer was for real) along with my quilt and marched to the TV room.

Even the cold chill outside couldn't stop the blood gushing through my body. Adrenaline was pumping. I was all set to watch the Master in Action. I switched on the TV with such great anticipation. But hey was my eyesight blurred. No no it was that familiar picture (actually no picture) of grey dots. Yes the cable was all gone. For a moment I just stood there not knowing what to do.But like a true (non)engineer i tried to pull the wire out and tried again. But to no avail. Then in a perfect desi style I banged on the TV hoping for a miracle. But again nothing happened.

I went out and tried to find out if the match was going in some other Hostel's TV Room. But no. We were the only enthusiastic bunch in this whole campus.
But I didn't give up. If I had to wake up the Director at this hour to see the match I was determined to that. But for a start I tried the Institute Cablewallah. But that *^#@!! phone was out of service. I called up my friend who lived outside but as luck would have it he had taken a room in the same hostel and had taken off the cable connection from his TV.

Just then I remembered that the Shop in Bus-T had a TV. So we decided to go there. Although we met few souls in between who advised us not to go there as there was a possibility that the shop owner had returned the TV we just didn't want to take any chances on missing out the match. Just to be sure I checked the score on my mobile. Yes, Tendulkar was still there though Dhoni had departed. But who cares. God was still there on the crease.

Luckily there was a rickshaw just outside the hostel (God is great) and without any hesitation we boarded it. But it seemed that somebody was just out there to screw us. The shop guy told us that he had put the TV away and seems like he had rented it for the T20 cup only. I ran to another shop which had a TV but........The electricity was gone. Of whole Roorkee city and there I cursed Electrical Engineers from IIT Roorkee. All of them. Useless fellows.
Anyways I thought it's better to just sip a cup of hot tea at Bus-T and watch the match at Cricinfo (Its not the same but still...)

But then again when you think that nothing can happen..When you lose all your hope..When you are sitting head down in a state of despair.....You get a miss call.
It was from Binny who was sitting in the hostel TV room. So was it possible....With the most optimistic feeling I called him back and......Yes the electricity was back on the cable. The match was on and the little master was also there.
I just ran off from the shop without waiting for any rickshaw.

When I reached the TV room me and my friend were both out of breath. Binny was just looking down upon us as if we were like complete fools from that google-airtel AD while he was that smart kid (a pathetic comparison I know but nothing else could sum up that feeling.)But seeing the score on TV re-energized us as Tendulkar had completed his 150. But Binny told us something which left me dumbstruck. Tendulkar had a muscle pull and the physio had been called. But what the heck. Knowing what a fighter the little champ is I was sure he will be back on with full vigour. But there were these stupid Ad's of Saral Investment testing my patience.
Ahhh Finally the match was on. And wow the master blaster was taking stance. He was ok. I knew it. Thank God.

Sachin was ready and so was I for the epic. First ball I was going to watch live...And there came Brett Lee running down the pitch with all his might and throwing the ball with all his might. It was a short pitched delivery..Rising above Sachin's head...He pulls it...Yes what a shot..It's going to be a six..oh no wait a minute..it's a mishit...No No Please no....
AHHHHHH.....*^#@^#....Hogg takes the catch....Its all over....
I shouted..Cursed...Sweared....AHHHHHHHHHH.....

Why God Why...Why this...I thought it must be like the worst nightmare I ever had...But no Sachin was out....I just couldn't believe it...It was like those moments where you feel so helpless..like all your dreams have been crushed...Shattered...
All this effort..all this running and searching....for what...atleast one boundary..even a single would have sufficed....
While the whole stadium was applauding his heroics I was just left cursing the bloody electrical engineers and my luck.
I just couldn't continue and left the room.

"Bhagwaan jab deta hai toh chhapad phaad ke deta hai.....
and jab leta hai toh...aage se peeche tak sab phaad ke leta hai"

Even though the possibility of Sachin getting out before I could watch the match was lurking inside my head I was sure it won't happen..Then why God Why..Suddenly I also remembered Shahrukh's dialogue "Jab Poori Qaynath....".Why this dialogue at this moment.Bloody SRK...

So friends this happens..When you try for something real hard....and I mean really really hard...you need to be ready for the worst results also..You need to prepare yourself for that...

But why me God..Why me Sachin...Why??? Hey wait a minute..On my way back from Bus-T my friend Gauri remarked that whenever he saw Sachin batting he got out on the first ball. And yes Gauri also entered the TV room along with me. And he was there when Sachin got out. *%#@~ Gauri..Its his fault.Kaali zubaan...He is gone...He is gonna get the best GPC..Something his *&#@ will remember forever...
So while I go and smack his ass out you people can just enjoy the flashback from your lives...

but still...Why God Why!!!
I know why. Coz there's still second innings to come and God will score a double in that :)
and yeah if I become the Dean of IIT Roorkee someday I will surely scrap Electrical Engineering..