When it comes to starsports.com; the thing I love the most about them is that it gives me the independence to watch cricket whenever and wherever I want. I may be stuck in traffic, in office or locked outside my house, I can still watch all the watches through the Star Sports app I have installed on my cell phone!
My schedule as a kid was fixed; I would leave for school at 8 and come back at 3:30. The bus would drop me home exactly on time and mom would walk me home. However, on 14 March, 2001 the Teacher fell sick and the school could find a substitute teacher. I was let off early from school and I took a BEST bus to reach home.
I knew something big was happening because all that people seemed to be talking about was Dravid’s and Laxman’s innings. I happily ran into my building and rang the bell but nobody opened the door. I rang the bell again and again and again. I peered through the peephole, walked to the back of the house, towards mom’s room and shouted. Maybe mom had fallen asleep, I thought. But the fan was switched off, I could see it from the windows. She was not home. Now what do I do?, I thought. I desperately wanted to watch the match but I was helpless.
I sat down on the stairs thinking of places mom could’ve gone to and then walked in the evil sisters of my building. They knew that I was a cricket fan (atic) and would always tease me mercilessly for liking ‘boy things’. Anyway, the saw me sitting on the stairs and they communicated through telepathy to hatch a plan (No, I am not exaggerating)
Meena, the elder sister spoke up, “Hey Khushboo, why are you sitting outside? Mom’s not at home”
“No”, I said glumly. (If I looked really sad and lost like a puppy, maybe they would take pity on me?)
Alas, I was mistaken!
“You can come to our house, you know”, Seema said.
“And watch the match, too”, Meena added sweetly, a little too sweetly in my opinion.
“But di!”, little bratty Seema exclaimed, “Aren’t we supposed to catch the latest episode of Kyunki Saas…”, her voice trailed off.
“Oh yes…”, Meena said with an exaggerated sigh. “We…”
“Ok, tell me what you want and it is yours”, I decided to butt in. I knew they were up to something and instead of wasting my precious time on seeing their theatrics, I decided to just give in.
“Your Pokemon card collection and Taazos”, Meena and Seema said in unison.
“What?”, I shouted
“Take it or leave it”, Meena smirked.
“I have been accumulating them for years!!! Do you know how precious they are? Do you know the size of the collection?”, I was having trouble keeping my voice down.
“Dear, we know” said Seema giving that fake smile of hers. Oh how I hated the two of them!
“I don’t think the match is important for you. After all, the match is quite regular. There seems to be some follow up and two guys are batting well and stuff”
“Follow up? You mean Follow on?” I said angrily. I did not deserve this!
“Follow up…Follow on, whatever it is. You won’t get to see it unless your mom returns, which she won’t. Mom was saying that aunty has gone to Bandra.”, the nasty little girl said.
Oh what the hell, I thought. “Fine, let’s go.” And stomped into their house.
“But what if she does not give it to us after watching the match?”. Seema asked.
I turned around, gave her my chilliest glare and said, “I swear on Sachin Tendulkar that I will give my Pokemon cards and Taazo collection to you.”
This was the craziest thing I had ever done. I was in tears when I had to hand it over to them after three hours, when mom finally returned. I cried for days, secretly of course. Brave girls don’t cry in public.
In hindsight, it was the best decision I ever made. India went on to win the match by an innings. J
Basically, if Star Sports was available in 2001 and if I had a smart phone, I wouldn’t have to go through all the pain of losing my Pokemon collection 😛
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