Archive for June, 2017

The morning after the big win

The euphoria of win must have not left when Pakistan has opened eyes in the morning. The victory over the arc-hrival, victory which many of us wanted but some part of us was not expecting, should have left you exuberant, full of energy, hopeful.

Was there not a hint of disbelief that today day is just another day? How it could be? it ought to be Eid or National Day or even better an unexpected holiday because some big-wig passed away. There should have been an extra kick in your walk.

I have woke on many such mornings, sometimes morning after a victory or day after an exhilarating display of talent; Ah!  when Pakistan won the World Cup, that win in the Hockey Champions Trophy,  Saqlain’s momentous effort with Wasim, Shoaib bringing South Africa to knees in a single over, Jahangir Khan defeating Jahansher, Junoon….

But you should ask a question why? To be fair, it’s not the biggest win, just 4 matches? it cannot change future of the nation, cannot remove corrupt, not produce enough energy, cure cancer, …  reduce a long list of disappointments, but it’s a win leaving you with unexplainable joyous feeling. You must be feeling that wave of invincibility, that anything is in grasp, good can happen, we can win, we can crush and we can achieve.

Let not that belief of invincibility pass you. If you let it pass, it will be a just memory. The memory where 11 players did something wonderful and rest of us just joined into celebrations. Or you can ride the wave of this ego, bravado, and confidence. As they say, monetize it.

Hold on to the moment of confidence when Shadab asked for a review, that confidence, that air of faith in one’s actions. How many moments you will have that confidence when you are typing your results or being questioned about your experiments?

Hold on to the effort Fakhar put in when he was given lifeline, let it your effort when you have floated around your semesters without failing in last few years due to luck. Hard work, full of concentration, day after day, ball after ball, quiz after quiz,

Hold on to Aamir’s effort to put himself back in the arena after being caught in a match-fixing, humiliating his nation and perhaps himself too. His talent might be God given, but his effort is not, he was not born with the daily practice he puts in. You should ask the question, how many hours you have spent on your manuscript? or sweat in library solving those equations.  Understand the frustration Sarfaraz must have felt every time he has to tell his colleagues, please play with some responsibility; and still have not lost his nerve.

And hold on to Hardik Pandya’s effort for the lost cause, … not all the efforts get you victories, but they are important. (remember Wahab Riaz’s bowling in last world cup, it will be unfortunate that he might be remembered for that, but that bowling left everyone mesmerized)

Hold on to all or one of them and make it yours … otherwise,  few years down the road these will be just “what were you doing when…” memories.

Be a  dreamer, be humble … and show up every morning for a fight.