Vacant roads,scanty population in the parks,malls and full-fledged groups formed in-front of electronic shops,beetle shops or any so called 'Adda', marked the noon of 3rd April,2011. Nervousness at its peak, however optimism,still ruling our hearts,discarding all the premonitions and anxiety dominating over hunger, sleepless nights of the night before, every INDIAN had only one desire, one wish, one dream... and that was... the Cup..the World Cup... Will the history repeat itself,will the tigers roar today, was the ultimate question. The coin was tossed, the anthem sung, fielding was, what we were given with. And then, speechless bowling and stupendous fielding was,what we saw by the Men in blue. But nevertheless, Jayawardhane's classic performance took the LANKA to a score which,although being a 'not-so-meaty' score,left us at logger-heads. And then, there came Sehwag and the God of Cricket to the pavillion. Every Indian heart pounding for victory,too much expectations from both of them,but alas,with Sehwag's wicket falling ,followed by Sachin's, proved to be fatal for the confidence of the team. In that situation,in that hostile scenario, Gambhir emerged as the knight in the shining armour . Then followed a match, which left every Indian in goose-bumps till the last run,and then there were.... SMILES and TEARS... A very emotional moment for every Indian, for every Indian blood. The cup was finally ours. We were the world champion. It was a war,war for our country, war for our dignity, war for our pride,we bleeded,we cried, we yelled in pain...but all those was worth it.... - ANANYA DAS
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