5 Hits to the Fence

It was a day seen by few lucky ones

When 5 hits went to the boundary

Those lucky were the most jobless bums

Who saw the bowler in a quandary

Let me tell you one by one

The opposition scored big runs

On the morning with bright sun

We started our reply firing with all guns

Then the wickets tumbled

But I was not ready to throw in the towel

As our hope for a win crumbled

Akash tread over the gravel

“Give me the strike”, was my order

Ok was his reply

What I actually meant was, “Give me the strike, else your murder”

And hoped that he did comply

First ball was missed by Akash

Thus making the target seem faar

I said, “Can’t you see the ball in all this prakash”?

To which he said, “Chill yaar!”

Next ball was smashed over taher’s head for four

But the opposition looked unfazed

Because we needed runs galore

The bowler sure did look dazed

Third ball was smashed for four to long on

Opposition captain was still calm

I thought Akash was on song

And so thought taher -with a sweaty palm

Fourth ball was a boundary towards point

Now the captain looked worried

The spectacle caused in me a weak joint

While Taher was with his face burried

Next one was dismissed over cover

For which the captain did castigate

Win was possible I did aver

Taher smiled, I guessed just to mitigate

The last ball was delivered

It was hit in the cover & point gap

With that boundary, akash was revered

Not much to say, but we all were left agape

Thus ended the day, a day to me which is very dear

The day I cherish till today

When akash made us all quaver

Hail the Legend, people…GoodDay !