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Heart out for Sachin

Sometime back Sachin Tendulkar was in news again for all the wrong reasons. He apparently got out for a score of 1. All the media was full of things like is it time for Sachin to be out... is he going the Ganguly way etc... Then he had a shoulder injury and was operated aupon... again the people went about should he retire...? Should he retire like Steve Waugh or will he go the Gavaskar and Kapil Dev way... My heart went out to him. When a guy makes hundreds of runs its ok but if he happens to be out for 1 then he is over... A guy who has shouldered the expectations of millions of people the world over all these years and yet managed to keep his head over his shoulders and perform wonders is being put in the docket again and again... Its just unfair...I feel like shouting to the world pls give him a break, whenever this kind of talks sprung up.
On the other hand his critics say that he is a public figure and we have all the right to comment on him and his future and to write both good and bad... I completely agree but then there is a limit to it all and more than that I feel more negative is spread than the positive. When he scores a ton, it is what is expected of him but when he goes for a duck then he is finished. This negativism irks me a lot...
I really hope people understand whatr he is what he has done and what he is capable of doing and treat him with more respect than they do now.

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