A CERTIFICATE

To day the 2nd of April - my wife was fragmenting the cup board when she called me to see a brown paper.
"Can you guess what it could be?"
"May be an old hundred rupee note" as i have the tendency to keep money in odd places.
"No it's some thing else"
"sorry i can't guess"
"Look at it and you will remember your playing days".
"Yes-i was the best bowler of that tournament".
That brought me tear in my eyes that i was born some fifty years too early other wise i would have been a professional cricketer rather than a medicine specialist.
My wife asked " were you getting much during those days?"
"money? on 1st class matches the pocket money was 17 rupees only on non match days, and eight rupees on match days.No money for man of the match or man of the tournament, only a certificate like this and a small eight inch height cup.."
Thirty four years have passed since my retirement from cricket, many of my team mates are either dead or physically crippled or have under gone cardiac surgery.
Thank GOD i am still alive to watch India win the world cup cricket for the second time, what a coincidence the certificate and India's victory at Mumbai.