Hope goes purple (along with the Strawberries)

Riding on a trumpet announcing its arrival
Indian Premier League, where states turn rival
As we slip down into the summer lane
Here is the time to bleed purple again

I will not be diplomatic to say that our performance was bad over these five seasons. We have gold studded all over our jersey but we have not even got a taste of bronze over these five seasons. So what stand am I left with to say that Kolkata would win this time or support my team at least? I am left with a stand. The stand which is called a hope. And hope is a wicked personality if I may say that. It is because you may be old, tired, dejected but hope always comes afresh springing up to tickle your heart and mind and tells you to get up, once again.
I will not stop referring hope as a wicked personality because it gives me so much confidence that I go out there among my friends and I may just declare, “Iss baar toh Kolkata hi jeetega”. Declaring without any drop of doubt in my mind.
This hope is not solely mine. It thrives in every Kolkata Knight Riders supporter. In such a situation how can those men in purple run away without concluding our hope. They need to stay there. They need to win. Because of this connect, I don’t call hope wicked. I call it a messenger. I call it a savior. Move over Shahrukh Khan, it is our twelfth man. Move over the girls on the stage, it is our cheerleader.

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About Chetan

A twenty year old infant who fears if crows may shit on him or if Bengali aunties' umbrellas may prick him in the eye. He is currently waiting for Mamata Banerjee to leave Kolkata.

Posted on April 5, 2012, in April Harvest, Between Twenty-Two Yards. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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