Kavin
I’m ninety-three days into my torturous waiting period and I have yet to get a call from the cricket council. I understand that the selection process can be agonizingly lengthy, however, I cannot help but feel anxious and depressed as the days pass.
I spend most of the time on the cricket field, practicing to death. A cricketer’s career spans hardly two decades. The faster you get into it, the more you get to achieve. I am already twenty-five and each passing year feels like a ticking time bomb. If I don’t get into any of the teams this year, then it means I have to pack up my dreams of becoming a cricketer and dump it out of the window.
Lately, I have become very edgy and get irritable at any small chance. More than many times I have yelled at Nithi for no reason and then apol
