Two nations. Divided by history. History created by a line drawn across the land, separating bloodlines and generations to follow.
Two nations, divided by history, united by the game of cricket. A game not short of a state religion. A game which sometimes is no more a game, it becomes a matter of life and lives lost.
Bloodshed is a part of war. Cricket is war on the field, and there should be no blood off it. When blood flows because of the game, cricket weeps. It weeps vehemently as if a pregnant mother is told that her child is dead. It weeps as if it has become the reason for the great sacrifice, that is life.
Let the game win. Let the runs flow and the wickets tumble. Let the crowd erupt with euphoria. Let there be peace.
15th February. India vs Pakistan. #WatchResponsibly.
