While chronicling recent publications, his last one stood at 100. “A century”! He exclaimed. Growing-up in a post-colonial nation and playing cricket, he always dreamed of making a century in Lords’ and then raising his bat in mid-field. But, life planned otherwise.
In attic, he found the bat he had brought first time. Dressing-up in all white, he walked to busy main-street, began crossing, and stopped at median. Honking cars on both sides stopped, a ray of sun shone upon him, and spring’s first red cardinal flew-by. He took-off his cap, raised his bat, and all he heard spectators cheering.
In attic, he found the bat he had brought first time. Dressing-up in all white, he walked to busy main-street, began crossing, and stopped at median. Honking cars on both sides stopped, a ray of sun shone upon him, and spring’s first red cardinal flew-by. He took-off his cap, raised his bat, and all he heard spectators cheering.
