Listening to some of the modern cricketing commentators can help you gauge the potential of a given player. They have the ability to see what ordinary pair of eyes won’t and cannot. The greatest cricketing philosopher Ian Chappelle simply tried putting Sehwag’s skills in few words, which went something like this:
“He can change the course of a match with the ease of Moses parting the Red sea. Uninhibited, dashing, fearless and match winner with the bat”.
This can be compared to Hauman Ji spreading the fire while visiting Lanka in search of Devi Sita. Setting up the whole palace ablaze was a cake walk for Hanuman Ji; because of their power, agility and determination was second to none.
One of the finest and most destructive batsmen in world cricket, Sehwag was born on October 20, 1978 in Delhi. Sehwag was born to a Jat couple. As ordinary as it may sound; he spent his childhood around the joint family. Yes, Joint families still exist in India, where you have ten or fifteen cousins and handful of siblings growing up all around you. His father attributes his interest in cricket to a toy bat which was gifted to Sehwag when he was seven months old.
We all know, how Mumbai was and is still considered to be the breeding ground of the world class batsman. Either it was due to the fact that every renowned Indian Batsman’s last name ended with the word “kar” or may be rest of India didn’t think that they could be better than that of Mumbai’s batting maestro like Gavaskar, Vengeskar or Tendulkkar. When Sehwag started participating in the domestic cricket, he was not a prodigy which took cricketing world by storm.
During my teen days, I loved reading sports column of a local newspaper to see if India have found its next sensation. I read about Munnaf Patel who will be the fastest bowler as the newspaper claimed, I read about Dinesh Mongia who will be the most stylish left handed batsmen after Sourav. I didn’t hear/read anything about Sehwag. I remember Sehwag played an inning which wrote a new success story against New Zealand. At the time, my parents were building a new home in my hometown and I was supposed to keep a watch on the people building our house along with watching the cricket match which is a birthright for every Indian. Sachin was not playing the match and I saw a Tendulkar like batsman walking to bat with Sourav.
Once Sehwag started destroying the New Zealand bowling attack; nobody could believe the way he scored his runs. The labor, who was working at our house, would come every ten to fifteen minutes to check the score and then continue their work. But on this day, as I shared the scores, they could not believe it. After five minutes all of them came and started enjoying the match. I was so elevated, I forgot about reminding them that they should go back to work. They all watched the match until Sehwag got out. It was such a treat and I can certainly remember that day so vividly. We all had such a big smile which lasted for at least a week .
A new start had risen up to the occasion when India needed it most.