There, we are the world champions, and I was there this time!

I was born in ’79, but I didn’t remember anything of India winning the 1983 world cup. I assume I was like my neighbors daughter, who I think is 3. Her mom held her and brought her out to the balcony. The poor child was covering her ears, as people were bursting fire crackers, and looked in utter bemusement. But me, today, I was screaming with joy. I even surprised myself with my sudden outburst of emotion. I didn’t know I cared so much for the cup. I almost had a tear in my eyes. Yes it’s emotional. The way we did it showed the true grit of the new age Indians. it felt real good at the end.

Me and my wife got on the bike and went out for a ride. It’s her bday on the 3rd so I thought we could have an ice scream and check out the mood on the street. The 100ft road, in Indira Nagar near the sony center was a sight to watch. Living in Bangalore, traffic signals/jams are a daily source of frustration, but not tonight. People had stopped their vehicles and started dancing, shouting on the junction. People in their cars were just soaked in the revelry. Nobody minded this impromptu celebration. I put off my bike and just stood there, watching and feeling proud. Yes, we are the world champions. I think this is how the south Americans and the Europeans feel when they win the world cup. But I think ours is more special. The team India is a mix of 1.2 billion. There are muslims, sikhs, hindus, that came together to get us this. Each one talks a different language, yet play for the same flag. MS Dhoni is a gifted leader. He does things his way. And when they click they result in epic days. Yuvi, take a bow. And thanks Gautam. Sachin, well what can I say. It would be unjust for this legend to not have the world champion tag associated. The rest of the team, each of them legends now.

I never expected to witness this day, but I did and I am forever going to cherish this.

Jai hind!