Silent Roar
- Harinath K
- Jan 10
- 1 min read
Harinath
Cricket Fan
From sidelines to center pitch—rage, grit, and joy collided. We didn’t play alone; we moved as one force. Sweat, pride, noise, silence—all bound into one unforgettable day
Till yesterday, I was never as much a fan of playing cricket as I was of watching it.
But today, I can’t say that anymore.
Today, I understood something deeply:
it’s not the sport that makes it great...
it’s the people.
People who play as a team, with big hearts, who stay till the end and create a bond that lasts.
We didn’t play as alone.
We played as one.
Everyone brought their best...
like spokes, wheels, bearings, and lubricants of a powerful machine...
moving in perfect rhythm,
creating no unnecessary noise,
unshaken by the noise around us.
That synchronicity calmed us from within.
Calm minds brought us closer.
Our energies aligned...
in the right place, at the right time.
When one torch fell, another quietly lifted it high.
And together, we shone brighter...
as a single, strong spirit of the game.
I feel grateful to be part of this team.
I’m proud that I gave my best.
And I’m equally proud of every single one who did the same.
It gave me enough fuel for the future..
to go that extra mile,
to push myself a little more.
Not just for me,
but for a team that moves as one...
like a quiet beast,
full of pride,
ready to take on whatever comes its way.
A silent roar.
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