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Sub-continental passion

July 24, 2010

The sight will be etched in my mind’s eye for years to come. As the captain of the chartered flight ferrying us from Chandigarh to Lahore for the 1996 World Cup cricket final drew our attention to the border thousands of feet below, hundreds of pair of eyes peered out of the windows of the Airbus A-320 to catch a glimpse of the rows of bright lights that dotted the India-Pakistan border. Not a few minds would have fantasised: “If that line did not exist… many sporting conquests would have been notched up.” Read more »

Please, let us not go there again, OK?

August 8, 2005

“Lance, we’ve been to a lot of places…Please, let us not go there again, OK?”

His face was drained of all colour. The eyes beneath the helmet were bloodshot, his heart was pounding so heavily through his vest that you could hear it and his legs, which usually make the pedals go round a hundred times a minute, were struggling to do half the pace. The bicycle beneath him, almost always an extension of his arms and legs, swayed tanatlisingly.
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