Poem

Life ain't test match

Life is always a test match:

• There are spectators and ranking to maintain, people watch you.  
• Attempted Yorker turns into full toss, not as expected.
• Irritation by people roaming around sight-screen, problems.
  
• There's chase for ball until it touches boundary rope, daily chase.
• You sometime get golden duck by a loosener, surprise element.
• There's every possibility of white wash, worst thing can happen.
• You will be stumped when you try to go forward, people pull legs.
• You forget the fielder at third slip, simple mistakes.
• There's sledging, ball tampering and match-fixing; dirty part.
• Above all, there's no captain to declare the innings, you are on yourself.

Life is never a test match:

• There's no rope to indicate boundary, limitless.
• There's no action replay, past is history.
• There's no night-watchman, self-esteem.
• There's no side runner during injury, no assistance in difficulty.
• There's no extra runs, no gain without pain.
• You can't play with pad or leave a bouncer, face every part.
• There's no  by bad light stop play, rest.
• You can't win by D/L method, easy way out.
• Above all, you can't hit double-century and remain not out; caring others. ~S.T