Life Is Like The Game Of Cricket Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Life is like the game of cricket!

For some it's a twenty overs match,
they have very little time to show their worth,
do or die,
one cannot depend on singletons,
they will have to play the lifting shots,
either hit sixes or go back to the pavilion.
The rival bowler is attacking,
he, too, have a few overs,
he will leave no stone upturned,
either to contain,
or to get you out,
even he will not hesitate to hit your body.
The cruel time!

For some it's a one day match,
they have sufficient time to show their talent,
restrictions are there for the fielders,
and for the bowler, too,
start the game as an aggressor,
score as many runs as you can in the power plays,
give a huge target to to the rival.
Again the rival also knows how to contain an aggressor.
The clever time!

For the normal men it's a test match,
they have plenty of time,
they plan their game,
start their innings with caution and care,
some score centuries,
some double centuries,
even more than three hundred runs are possible.
No restrictions on the rival bowler,
duck his deadly bouncers,
wait for a loose delivery,
play like a calm and patient man.
After scoring at least six hundred runs with a team work,
try to get out the rival with a two hundred runs' lead,
ask him to follow on,
after an innings victory,
shake hands with the rivals and exchange pleasantries.
During the joint dinner at night,
you may dance with the beautiful wife of the rival,
but it should be a dance only.
The pleasant time!

Cricket is the game of gentlemen,
and so is the life.
Life is a real event,
not a dream as many think.
Play it like a gentleman,
and enjoy the time!