In the earlier age, I met with a friend who was so passionate and craziest about to play cricket. He just started cricket as a profession and later on as a hobby to alive when he didn't get so many chances to play cricket as a profession.
I was connected to him when he just started to play cricket as a hobby. Let me correct myself here, He was so connected with me and might be still rest of my life until the memories can be cleared from my mind.
Actually, we were the three friends who were used to play cricket on a daily basis and spend some quality time together. I remember that he was a left arm fast bowler and right arm batsmen so I was the same that might be coincidence but What I learned from him a lot of thing specially discipline and maturity and quality game mind with Classy shots.
Sometimes I felt he was alive only to play cricket, it seems to me so simple that people die if something insides them die so he was alive only because he was playing cricket. He was used to get new Bat and Ball at every month from what he earned and I found that he had a great collection of Bats.
Jokes a part, One of my friends told me that I can hit you 3 sixes in one over and I bet on it because I know he can't because I learned the games from gurus and believe me, my hearts feeling never let me down.
Day by Days, I heard from some resources he had a some bad times and I felt that so, my family member doesn't allow me to go and play with him, but one day he just rings my doorbell I was at home and I just came down and I saw him and I asked him what happened, He had the Bat and Ball in his hand, he wants to play a cricket with me and I said to him that I am busy, but he requested with me and I saw some cuteness and humble request from him suddenly he said "Waleed"(That was a my pet name), “I had no friend to play”. please go to play a one match and we will return back before someones see you to with me and I just convinced to go with him.
We played three proper innings on that day he was so happy at that moment and I saw sparks on his face. Next day at the same time he came to see me, I was not available and he just rang the bell and no one answer him, he just returned to his home and day after, I just listened he was no more in this world.
I just inquired from some resources and I got the information he just suicide, but it’s not acceptable to me at that time till now because I believe that some bad moment and the Passion when snatched from him might be the really caused of his death.
I never see the coolness the charm and passion that he kept for Cricket.
Miss you my friend and God Bless you and I know that you will be always alive in my heart and I know that cricket is incomplete without you.
Courtesy by:Junaid Masood(JvsJ)
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