Observation Poem by Ajay Srivastava

On the field, ready to play.

Ball is going to hit wicket.

Suddenly umpire lift his leg & forfeited my happiness.

Energy not ready to drop catch of my moral.

Running from pavilion end with supersonic speed ball came out.

Variation in the bowling hitting hard batsmen playing spirit.

Attacking with bouncer almost beaten batsmen.

Third umpire yet to deliver their decision for not out.

In swinger ball played by the batsmen in the air, but ball again drop.

On full line & length ball hit the wicket.

No doubts i got wicket with flying color.