Hardly do we get goose bumps hearing any name. Not for everyone do we have such great feelings. They are our heroes, idols; even an inspiration. In a country like India where people are treated as demigods, such feelings towards cricketers are an expected reality.
Born in Hyderabad on the Friday of 1st Nov, 1974 to Dr. V Santharam and Dr. V Sathyabhama , there lies a man named Vangipurapu Venkata Sai Laxman known to the cricketing world for his natural elegance. Wristy, willowy, flair, focus, dexterity; put together in a powerful manner. His composure in testing times creates timeless edifices.
Often described as the Australian nemesis, Laxman’s time at the crease is the most frightening for any opposition. He may not play those heavy pull strokes or even run down the crease for a quick single, yet his classy craft strokes with exquisite timing are just text book. Thriving under pressure has been Laxman’s forte. You ought to be only V V S to play shots like an artistic wristy cover drive or pull a spinning ball from outside off stump to the leg side.
Lest we forget his contribution to the team. The way he conducts himself when the chips are down and when he has to stand there at the crease for the whole match, braving the mounting pressure, just teaches every one to stand tough in difficult times. Session by session, day by day, he displays his masterful skills, creating nightmares for bowlers and even the skippers and making them think the ways of getting him out.
Nick names like “ The savior man” , “The fighting soldier”, “ The man of adverse situations “, “ The man with nerves of steel “ tell you what caliber does he possess.
As this man leaves the game he graced with humbleness and sublimity, I, from the bottom of my heart, wish him and his family success after bidding goodbye to active cricket.