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Waleed Hussain

4 March 2025 at 2:34:30 pm

Will Sarfaraz Make the Most of This Second Chance?

Sarfaraz Khan has been recalled to India’s Test squad for the Sri Lanka series, replacing the injured Sai Sudharsan. In the grand tradition of Indian cricket, opportunity has arrived not through sustained brilliance or careful planning, but because someone’s toe decided it had better things to do. One man’s stress reaction is another man’s second chance. How very democratic. For those who have followed Sarfaraz’s career with the weary patience of a Mumbai local train passenger, this feels...

Will Sarfaraz Make the Most of This Second Chance?

Sarfaraz Khan has been recalled to India’s Test squad for the Sri Lanka series, replacing the injured Sai Sudharsan. In the grand tradition of Indian cricket, opportunity has arrived not through sustained brilliance or careful planning, but because someone’s toe decided it had better things to do. One man’s stress reaction is another man’s second chance. How very democratic. For those who have followed Sarfaraz’s career with the weary patience of a Mumbai local train passenger, this feels familiar. He is the domestic run machine who averages something ridiculous in first-class cricket—north of 64, the kind of number that should guarantee selection until the end of time, or at least until the next shiny prospect emerges from the under-19 conveyor belt. He scored a century and three fifties in his first six Tests. He looked the part. Then, as is customary, the part was reassigned. Two years of exile followed. Not the dramatic kind involving public statements and bitter Instagram stories, but the quieter variety: keep scoring, keep waiting, keep watching others get the nod. He lost 17 kilograms. He reinvented himself in white-ball cricket. He even found a temporary home at Chennai Super Kings, that noted rehabilitation clinic for careers that had been left out in the rain. The runs kept coming. The phone stayed silent. Until a toe injury intervened, as toes occasionally do when the universe feels sentimental. Now he is back, leaner, hungrier, and almost certainly aware that second chances in Indian cricket are like limited-edition sneakers: highly prized, quickly gone, and often worn by someone else the following week. The question is not whether he deserves this opportunity. Domestic averages and first-class pedigree have already settled that debate in his favour several times over. The question is whether he can convert it before the selectors remember there are other talented middle-order batters who also look good in training kit. Sri Lanka, at least, offers a stage that suits him. Turning tracks, spin, the sort of conditions where a player who treats slow bowling with the casual contempt of a man who has faced far worse on the maidans of Mumbai can flourish. Sarfaraz has always looked more comfortable when the ball is not flying past his nose at 140 clicks. Galle and Colombo should feel like home, or at least like a well-lit practice pitch with slightly better catering. Yet one senses the usual caveats hovering. He may not even play. Devdutt Padikkal is also in the squad and has been hovering with the quiet menace of a man who knows the middle order is a musical chairs game played with fewer chairs than people. Even if Sarfaraz does get a game, two Tests is a short window. One soft dismissal and the narrative writes itself: “promising but ultimately unable to seize the moment.” Indian cricket loves a redemption arc almost as much as it loves abandoning one halfway through. There is dry humour in the fitness transformation. Losing 17 kilograms is impressive. It also feels like the modern tax on talent. Once upon a time, a player could score heavily and look like a man who enjoyed his mother’s cooking. Now the same player must look like he has been living on grilled chicken and regret. Sarfaraz has paid the tax. Whether the selectors notice the improved agility more than they notice the next injury elsewhere remains to be seen. Indian cricket is a system that simultaneously worships domestic performance and treats it as optional reading. It celebrates the long wait, the grind, the character-building years of Ranji Trophy anonymity, then acts surprised when the player who endured all of that still needs an injury to someone else to get another look. Sarfaraz has done everything asked of him short of inventing a new batting stroke or solving climate change. He has scored the runs, shed the weight, waited his turn, and posted the appropriately motivational Instagram quote about fighting even when he does not fit in. The system has responded by giving him a replacement role on a two-match tour. Progress, of a sort. Will he make the most of it? The honest answer is that we do not know, and neither does he. Form is temporary, selection is fickle, and the middle order is crowded with people who also believe this is their moment. What can be said with confidence is that if he fails, it will be treated as confirmation of earlier doubts. If he succeeds, it will be treated as proof that the system works after all. The middle path—solid, unspectacular contributions that keep him in the conversation—is the least glamorous and therefore the most likely to be undervalued. Sarfaraz Khan is 28. He has already lived several careers: child prodigy, domestic colossus, brief international hopeful, forgotten man, fitness project, IPL revivalist, and now, once more, national squad member. The second chance has arrived courtesy of someone else’s misfortune. In Indian cricket, that is often as good as it gets. Whether he turns it into something lasting depends less on talent—he has that—than on the rarest of commodities in this ecosystem: sustained opportunity. The runs are there. The hunger is there. The leaner frame is there. The only missing ingredient is the one thing no player can manufacture alone: the willingness of the system to keep the door open long enough for him to walk through it and stay. History suggests caution. Hope, being the stubborn creature that it is, suggests otherwise. For Sarfaraz’s sake, and for the sake of every domestic accumulator still waiting for the phone to ring, one hopes the latter is correct this time. (The writer is a senior journalist based in Mumbai.)

India at 80: Proud, Unfinished

There is something wonderfully Indian about reaching 80 and still arguing about whether we are celebrating 79 years or the 80th Independence Day. The answer is simple: India became independent on 15 August 1947, making this year’s celebration the 80th Independence Day, while 79 years have been completed.


Numbers apart, 80 is a magnificent milestone. I have therefore tried a slightly unusual birthday exercise. Let us count 80 things India can proudly celebrate and 80 things it must still accomplish. This is not a political scorecard. It is a citizen’s balance sheet, with pride on one side and unfinished work on the other.


Glorious Achievements

1-10: Democracy and universal adult franchise; the Constitution; national integration; peaceful transfer of power; an independent judiciary; federal institutions; expansion of education; longer life expectancy; decline in extreme poverty; improved food security.


11-20: The Green Revolution; agricultural self-sufficiency; the White Revolution; a vast dairy network; growth of fisheries; improved irrigation; rural electrification; expansion of roads; railways reaching deeper India; food-grain production on a vastly larger scale.


21-30: IITs and IIMs; AIIMS and medical institutions; scientific research; atomic energy; nuclear capability; the Indian space programme; Aryabhata; Chandrayaan; Mangalyaan; Chandrayaan-3’s historic lunar landing.


31-40: A globally respected IT industry; software exports; a formidable pharmaceutical sector; indigenous vaccines; biotechnology; a flourishing start-up ecosystem; digital public infrastructure; Aadhaar; UPI; near-universal access to banking.


41-50: Mobile connectivity; affordable data; Digital India; FASTag; direct benefit transfers; financial inclusion; rapid expansion of highways; metro rail systems; modern airports; growing renewable-energy capacity.


51-60: A strong armed forces; nuclear deterrence; peacekeeping contributions; disaster-response capability; a vibrant space sector; global diplomatic presence; international sporting achievements; the cricketing triumphs that occasionally make neighbours forget their disagreements; Olympic and Paralympic successes; a growing sporting culture.


61-70: Women’s increasing educational participation; women scientists and entrepreneurs; expansion of self-help groups; legal rights for women; social welfare programmes; reservation-driven inclusion; greater awareness of disability rights; expanding access to sanitation; improved drinking-water access; better housing.


71-80: A thriving film industry; literature in dozens of languages; Indian cuisine conquering global tables; yoga's worldwide reach; preservation of cultural diversity; a huge democratic conversation; entrepreneurial Indians across the world; a youthful population; resilience through wars, disasters and pandemics; and, above all, the remarkable ability of 1.4 billion people to remain recognisably one India.


The progress is real. Yet, as every good banker knows, a balance sheet has liabilities too.


Unfinished Chapters

1-10: Quality education for every child; foundational literacy; better government schools; teacher training; affordable higher education; employable graduates; vocational skills; research excellence; reduced examination anxiety; equal educational opportunity.


11-20: Malnutrition; maternal health; affordable healthcare; stronger public hospitals; preventive healthcare; mental-health support; geriatric care; healthcare in remote areas; medicine affordability; universal health security.


21-30: Youth unemployment; underemployment; quality jobs; apprenticeships; better labour productivity; stronger manufacturing; support for small businesses; agricultural incomes; farm diversification; rural prosperity.


31-40: Women’s safety; equal pay; greater workforce participation; political representation; freedom from discrimination; childcare support; prevention of child marriage; elimination of manual scavenging; protection of vulnerable communities; genuine social mobility.


41-50: Cleaner air; cleaner rivers; groundwater conservation; waste management; plastic pollution; forest protection; biodiversity; climate resilience; sustainable cities; responsible consumption.


51-60: Safer roads; better public transport; affordable urban housing; planned cities; drainage; pedestrian infrastructure; universal accessibility; dependable power; clean cooking energy; reliable internet everywhere.


61-70: Judicial delays; prison reform; police modernisation; faster dispute resolution; stronger local governments; greater civic participation; transparent public services; reduction of corruption; responsible use of technology; protection of privacy.


71-80: Scientific temper; critical thinking; social harmony; communal amity; dignity of labour; respect for public spaces; civic discipline; responsible digital behaviour; preservation of constitutional values; and, finally, ensuring that prosperity reaches the last person standing at the end of the queue.


None of this diminishes our achievement but defines our responsibility. Perhaps that is the beauty of independence. It gave us not a finished house but the keys, the blueprint and the freedom to build. Patriotism is not merely applause for what has been achieved. It is also the courage to admit what remains undone.


As I look at the tricolour this Independence Day, I see neither a perfect nation nor a failed one. I see a magnificent work in progress.


And perhaps that is the most patriotic description of India at 80: proud of the distance travelled, impatient about the distance remaining, and determined to keep walking.


(The writer is a retired banker and author. He can be reached at krs1957@hotmail.com. Views personal.)

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