That was an epicness of performances!

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Yes, finally a re-play of World Cup 1983 did happen. Our 28 years of wait gave us a performance that was spectacle of sheer outperforming best cricketing performances. "Our Men in Blue" created an epic chasing a first ever big target in the history of the World Cup. Our win yesterday was the first ever wining of World Cup by any country in their own home pitch.

We won the finals because our "Men in Blue" collected guts & grits to out perform best performances. Chasing a score of 274, we realized what a captain's knock is all about. Yesterday we saw a great team play come alive at Wankhede stadium. This team play was also witnessed by our national leaders & politicians. If at all they are able to emulate an iota of this, India can witness the Indian politics shedding away some of the muck off their sleeves.

Yesterday was an outpour of frenziness of our patriotism. As Dhoni hit that winning shot, the spontaneity of excitement and emotion that was seen in every Indian was something that rightly proves that for us our love for our India will always remain everlasting. Yesterday streets and roads and colonies across the length and breath of the peninsula was glowing & bustling in midnight celebration. It simply proves why we are incredible both as a nation and as great Indians.

Yesterday India once again won the World Cup after wining it way back in 1983. This World cup 2011 belongs to India. However the spirit of the winning belongs to "Our Men in Blue". This win is their most befitting send off to the legendary master blaster SachinTendulkar.

Hats off to you Dear Dhoni & our heartiest congratulation to your Team India. Truly that was an epicness of performances!





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