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Stray Thoughts

When you read something or watch an incident or listen to a song, your mind tries to connect those incidents or words in the song or certain persons to incidents you had witnessed long back. But you only have a vague idea about these things and you become restless as your mind does not budge till you sort out the exact incident or the person you are trying to connect! At times, it could be a silly incident or an unimportant person and you curse yourself for wasting your time.
But, the other day, without rhyme or reason, I was racking my brain to remember the names of a couple of cricket legends who hailed from the same family and represented one of those cricketing nations. I could remember the game in which these two brothers—one a fast bowler and the other a batsman—almost single handedly helped their country win the match. After struggling for a couple of days when I was about to lose hope, the names of those two cricketers flashed across my mind.
May be my mind had foreseen an interesting event. Yeah, I happened to come across a person who, incidentally belonged to the very same country the above said players belonged to. Of course, it was not a casual encounter but he mentioned briefly about his visit to my country and certain incidents that occurred during his visit. It was at this time, my struggle to remember the names of these two cricketers came to my help in so far as my encounter with that gentleman was concerned. He was too happy to know that I am much a fan of these two players as he himself is!

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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