It was a match against England where he was playing. He was at 83, and was batting well. He saw his girlfriend Sara on the stands, knowing she was playing double games with him with her male friend. Their relationship was on the verge of ending. Sadness engulfed him as he kept playing. As he hit a century the crowd cheered. Amongst them was a girl, looking very pretty wearing the Indian Jersey, not very overexicted but a genuine smile on her face as she clapped for him. Damn, he had to meet her after the match