My brother, although being an eight year old, always proves to be a great one to pass time with. I adore him for being so passionate and energetic- the strings of our similar personalities join at this point. His antics, the amazing sense of humor and spontaneously charming ways astonishes everyone-his teachers, my family, my friends, the neighbors, everyone! And this is just not it! The thing which awe-strikes us all is his uncontrollable ‘cricket fever’.
Yes, I know cricket is unofficially our national game. It’s indubitably full of thrill. It’s incredibly unpredictable. I’m also a cricket fanatic but Hussain? He is the ‘craziesssttt’ amongst us all!
His life revolves around cricket. Whenever we play the verbal game ‘Name Name’, he responds with the most complicated names of the cricketers and keeps up with the game level. Instead of watching cartoons and stuff, he sticks to the idiot box watching cricket for hours and sometimes begins his own non-stop commentary or starts bowling around with his ball. Whenever he’s at sight, most of the time we see the imaginary cricket game going on by his actions. And the whole day, all he awaits is for the specific time when he goes out to play cricket with his overexcited friends.
Recently we went to watch the movie ‘Ferrari ki Sawari’. The tickets were especially booked for him, to keep up with his cricket passion. I was staring at him throughout the movie as I found his gestures more interesting to look at. His eyes were fully bright with amusement, twinkling all the way.
Hussain always wanted a cricket kit as a reward for his top grades. So this time my dad finally bought a fully accessorized kit for him. He was on the moon immediately after seeing a glimpse of my dad carrying the huge bag in his hand. Also specifically to mention, that night he slept with the cock ball beside his pillow. 😀
Now, most of the time I see him with the helmet on his head and the rest you can imagine… 😛
-Sarrah Mustafa Malir