The Final Walk!

So, the moment had arrived. We will not see another Sachin's innings. He had gone for 74 in his final innings. It's over.We will not see him taking his guard one more time. When he finally left the pitch to the pavilion what might have been felt by him? Perhaps, he would have thanked the crowd and the billion of his followers, I would rather say his worshipers, for supporting him all through his carrier. How had he taken that this had been the last time he was on the pitch?

The thought of not seeing Sachin any more in the Pitch has not sunk in yet for us. For a man who had spent most part of his life in the cricket ground, how it should have felt when he had finally left the crease. At that time, he might have thinking in retrospect and find privileged that he could don the Indian jersey for such a long time and could represent the country which he thinks, is the greatest achievement of him. Perhaps, he might have worried about the same fact that he will not do that again. Not in this lifetime, at least.

The final walk should have taken him at least 60 feet to leave the ground. In each feet, there accumulates the pain of millions of people who has worshiped him as a demi-God. In each stride, there is denial. Are those pains and denials more greater than the ones felt by the man himself. We might console ourselves by involving ourselves with our day to day chores. But what will console him from this great pain?