Brotherly Bond🫂

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BROTHERLY BOND

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The sun was setting over the cricket ground.

Shubman Gill, fondly known as Shubi, sat on a bench near the practice nets.

His bat lay beside him, untouched.

His head was bowed, and his shoulders slumped.

The once-confident young cricketer now looked like a lost boy...

His recent performances had been far from his usual standards.

Every time he walked out to bat, the weight of expectations felt heavier than his cricket kit.

Other reasons was the double faced fans...does shouts, troll, make memes and many try to motivate him by something haven't real.. That  was  one of the reason of his irritation tion and annoyance at stadium.

India was chasing a moderate target, and everyone had high hopes for the young, talented opener. The chants of

"Shub-man! Shub-man!"

The first ball was a perfect outswinger.

Shubi reached for it , and the edge flew straight to the slips. The fielder didn’t fumble.

The crowd gasped in disappointment, and within seconds, the stadium erupted into boos.

Shubman stood frozen at the crease for a moment, unable to believe what had just happened.

He glanced at the scoreboard—0(1). Another duck. Another failure.

As he walked back to the pavilion, head bowed, the boos stung more.

"Shubman, retire kar ja!"

"Yeh toh overhyped hai!"

"don't deserve this place!"

Later that night, Shubman sat on his hotel balcony, the city lights twinkling in the distance.

He closed his eyes and whispered to himself:

"Shubman, tu kya kar raha hai? Kya sach mein tu itna bura hai jitna log bol rahe hain? Tera time khatam ho gaya kya?"

He paused, his hands gripping the chair tightly.

"Nahi! Aisa nahi ho sakta. Tujh mein talent hai, tu ne itni baar prove kiya hai. Ek match ke wajah se kuch nahi badlta. Par kyun lagta hai ki main bas fail hi kar raha hoon?"

"Tu Virat bhaiya aur Rohit bhaiya ka example yaad kar. Unhone kitne struggles face kiye, fir bhi wahi hai jo sabko inspire karte hain. Tujhe unka saath mila hai, aur tu unhe disappoint nahi kar sakta. Par kaise karunga ye sab theek?"

And today, after yet another disappointing innings in the nets, he couldn’t hold back his emotions.

Rohit Sharma, the captain, noticed Shubman from a distance.

He was about to leave for the dressing room when he stopped and turned to Virat Kohli, who was tying his shoelaces nearby.

Rohit : Virat, dekh zara, lagta hai Shubi ko kuch problem hai kya?

Virat stand up, and look at Shubman.

Virat : haa bhout din se sahi se kha bhi nhi raha.

Rohit : chal dekhte hai ek baar.

The two senior players reached Shubi, who didn’t even notice them approaching.

Rohit : Arre, Shubi! Kya hua? Aise kyun baitha hai?

Rohit asked, placing a hand on Shubi’s shoulder.

Shubi looked up, his eyes red and brimming with unshed tears.

Shubman : Kuch nahi, bhaiya"

Virat : jhut mat bol aur teri yeh ankho itni laal kyu hai?

Shubman don't reply and again lower his head.

Virat knelt down in front of him.

Virat : Kuch nahi ka matlab kuch hota hai, Shubi. Bata, kya baat hai

Shubman : Bas... aisa lagta hai ki mai team ke layak hi nahi hoon. Main baar-baar fail ho raha hoon. Sab kuch galat ho raha hai

Rohit and Virat exchanged a quick glance.

They both understood the pressure Shubi was under.

After all, they had been in his shoes at some point in their careers.

Rohit : Arre yaar, Shub Tu yeh kyun soch raha hai? Cricket mein ups aur downs hote hain. Hum sab ke saath hota hai

Shubman : Par bhaiya, mujhe lagta hai ki main team ke liye bojh ban gaya hoon

Virat : Bojh? Tujhe pata hai, jab main dhoki  tha, toh logon ne mujhe bhi criticize kiya tha. Kaha tha ki 'yeh ladka serious nahi hai.' Par maine kya kiya? Main aur mehnat karta gaya. Aur tu bhi wahi karega. Samjha?

Shubman : Par mere shots connect hi nahi ho rahe hain.

Shubman : Mujhe lagta hai ki main woh Shubman Gill nahi hoon jo pehle tha.....

Rohit : Dekho, Shubi, har player ka ek phase hota hai. Humse zyada kisine lows nahi dekhe honge. Par kya hum ruke? Nahi! Humne apne upar bharosa rakha. Aur tujhe bhi apne upar bharosa rakhna hoga

Virat stood up and pulled Shubi to his feet.

Virat : Chal, nets pe chal. Abhi dikhata hoon ki tera problem kya hai.

Shubman : Abhi? Main abhi nahi kar paunga.

Virat : Bas excuses banate rahiyo, phir kaise theek hoga?

Rohit : Par war kuch nahi. Chal, abhi

In the nets, Virat picked up a ball and gestured to Shubi to take his stance.

Virat : Dekh, relax ho kar khelega. Sirf ball pe focus kar, kuch aur nahi.

Shubi  took his position. Rohit stood nearby, cheering him on.

Virat bowled a few deliveries, and Shubi middled every single one..

Rohit : Yeh hui na baat!!!!

Rohit : Tu bas overthink kar raha tha, Shubi

Virat : Tera talent yaha hai,"

he pointed to Shubi's bat.

Virat : aur yaha

he tapped Shubi’s chest.

Virat : Sirf confidence ki zarurat hai.

Shubi couldn’t help but smile for the first time that day.

Shubman : Thank you, bhaiya. Aap log na hote toh pata nahi kya karta.

Day passes... at night, the joy of day was faded and the memories of ground was rewinding in his mind like everything was happening front of his eyes.

Virat , passing by Shubi’s room on the way to get water, noticed the faint sound of crying.

Virat : Shubi?

No response.

Virat opened the door slightly and saw Shubi sitting on the bed, his shoulders shaking.

Virat : Arre, Shubi! Kya hua?

Virat asked, quickly stepping inside and closing the door.

Shubi looked up, his eyes red and swollen.

Shubman : Kuch nahi, bhaiya

he said, trying to wipe his tears.

Virat : Shubi, yeh 'kuch nahi' mujhe mat bol. Bata, kya baat hai?

Shubman : Bhaiya, aaj main century mara, sab khush the. Par mujhe lagta hai ki yeh sirf ek din ka hai. Kal agar fail ho gaya toh phir wahi log mujhe neecha dikhayenge. Woh din yaad aa rahe hain jab main zero pe out hota tha, log mujhse nafrat karte the. Mujhe lagta hai ki main wapas ussi jagah chala jaunga

Virat : Shubi, tu jaanta hai, main bhi aise phases se guzra hoon

Virat : Ek time tha jab log mujhe 'flat-track bully' bolte the. Kehte the ki main sirf chhoti teams ke against run banata hoon. Har ek match ke baad lagta tha ki agar fail ho gaya toh sab mujhe bhool jayenge. Par ek cheez samajh... jo tera talent hai, usse koi cheen nahi sakta. Ek ya do match kuch change nahi karte. Tera kaam hai consistent rehna aur apne aap pe bharosa rakhna.

Virat pulled Shubi’s head onto his lap and began stroking his hair like an elder brother calming a distressed child.

Virat : Shubi, sun Zindagi mein pressure hamesha hoga. Yeh crowd, yeh critics, yeh sab bas noise hai. Par tu kya hai, yeh sirf tu jaanta hai. Agar kabhi tujhe akela feel ho, ya lagta ho ki tu gir gaya hai, toh yaad rakh, main aur Rohit hamesha tere saath hain.

Shubi closed his eyes, his tears still flowing but his heart feeling lighter.

Virat : Main jaanta hoon tu strong hai, par kabhi rona chahta hai, toh mat rokh. Emotions ko bahar aane de. Par ek baat promise karkabhi akela feel kare toh hume bataye bina mat rahega

Shubi : Main promise karta hoon, bhaiya.

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Byweee~~~