Lonely Cricket.

The tennis ball bounced back from the wall, the little boy swung his MRF bat with all his might, and he missed it completely.

"Don't dirty the walls Roshan, " his mother called out from the kitchen.

"What's this with this boy, playing cricket all alone, all the time? " she asked her servant, her advisor on matters pertaining to children.

She didn't wait for the reply, and questioned again, "All day, he's throwing that ball on the wall, and hitting it back to the wall, What kind of game is this? "

Unaware of the conversations inside the kitchen, Roshan waited for the last two balls of the match. The situation was critical, nine wickets down and two balls left, and the batsman on the other side had learned to hold the bat a day ago. So it was up to Roshan to play both the balls and get the required six runs for his team. Fortunately, for Roshan, he can have the ball bowled like he wanted to, for he was the bowler too.

Roshan, the batsman held his bat in the left hand, and Roshan, the bowler, threw the ball on the wall with his right hand. By the time the ball touched the wall, he got to his position to hit the ball on to the wall. He swung it hard , and missed it completely. It was too good a ball to hit it for a six.

He's left with one ball, and six runs to score. For his own benefit, he threw the ball very slowly on to the wall. The ball returned from the wall, as if it was on slow motion , it pitched quite in front of him and curved away in the wind. Roshan struck hard, the bat flew out of his hand, and the ball went straight past him. He'd missed it again.

Roshan lost to Roshan by five runs.

Roshan picked up his bat from the floor, and said, "What a bowler ?"