This is the day ….Yes, this is the day, sorrow is overwhelming my heart. I am very emotional now; this is the last day of Sachin’s cricketing life. He is crying while coming down to the Wankhede stadium, and the same feeling grasping me, too. I am feeling as I am going into deep down in the ocean. I simply don’t know why this is occurring to me. May be this is because of the real hero of my life playing his last cricket match.

I grew up watching cricket, watching Sachin Tendulkar. The man whose cover shot is the best in the world. Whose flick, paddle sweep, every shot he played, is example of perfection in cricketing world. Now I am never gonna see those shots again.

When I was kid I played cricket and my schoolmates used say, hey, you are playing like Sachin. May be he was the only greatest hero for us and comparing him to me was the biggest appreciation. An innocent child mind of me believed that, and those lines crated deepest place in my heart for Sachin. I admired Sachin like anything. Kids around my neighbourhood and me used to discuss every shot played by Sachin in previous match. Hey, did you saw how Sachin pulled that ball of Glenn McGrath over the boundary line? How he hit straight shot against Shane Warne? I used to shadow practice those shots that I will try to play same like him in next school match. Those feelings are still alive in my heart. Now, I watch his batting the same way I used to do in my childhood. I feel some type of connectivity between him and my childhood. Watching him playing those shots are reminiscence of my childhood.

My heart heart is trembling while listening him for the last time in post match presentation, which I am never going to hear again. But, one thing I know for sure, I will remember him for all my life as I will remember my childhood.

I never wrote anything, what I felt till now, and also I am not good at writing but this time I could not stop myself.

Thank you Sachin.