I almost forgot to tell you how he arrived for a match. I was more interested in how he went about things in the tent at Cross Maidan or at Islam Gymkhana pavilion. On each visit to the crease he scored valuable runs but that was not something I observed too closely. And when he ran between the wickets, you’d feel he is playing with an injury, almost gingerly. I observed how he padded up-the strap near the knee tight, the bottom one loose. One player who fascinated me was Salimbhai. My late father worked for the firm and took me along for the matches. Salimbhai was one of the players Hardcastle & Waud roped in for their Times Shield pursuits.
Never did I envisage that I would get close to the man who had struck that six. I was big enough to realise that a six was a rarity, a near taboo if you like. From my seat at the North Stand, I just couldn’t believe what I just saw.
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