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Waleed Hussain

4 March 2025 at 2:34:30 pm

When T20 Cricket Finally Admitted It Was Professional Wrestling with Pads

At the Arun Jaitley Stadium, Delhi Capitals committed the ultimate act of sporting arrogance. They racked up 264 for 2, patted themselves on the back, and presumably started drafting victory tweets. KL Rahul delivered a masterclass 152 not out, Nitish Rana chipped in with 91, and the Delhi dugout looked like they had just invented fire. The bowlers? They were already mentally booking spa appointments to recover from the trauma of watching the ball sail into the stands like it owed them money....

When T20 Cricket Finally Admitted It Was Professional Wrestling with Pads

At the Arun Jaitley Stadium, Delhi Capitals committed the ultimate act of sporting arrogance. They racked up 264 for 2, patted themselves on the back, and presumably started drafting victory tweets. KL Rahul delivered a masterclass 152 not out, Nitish Rana chipped in with 91, and the Delhi dugout looked like they had just invented fire. The bowlers? They were already mentally booking spa appointments to recover from the trauma of watching the ball sail into the stands like it owed them money. Enter Punjab Kings — the team that treats every run chase like a personal vendetta against bowlers’ self-esteem. What unfolded wasn’t cricket. It was a carefully orchestrated heist, a stand-up routine where the punchline was delivered in sixes, and the audience (Delhi’s bowling unit) was left questioning every life choice that led them to this moment. Prabhsimran Singh swaggered to the crease like a man who had already won the match in the parking lot. 76 off 26 balls. Nine fours, five sixes. The powerplay? A grotesque 100+ runs of pure, unadulterated violence. Bowlers weren’t just getting hit — they were being publicly shamed, their economy rates dragged through the mud and left there to dry under the Delhi sun. Priyansh Arya joined the carnage, and suddenly the target of 265 started looking as intimidating as a “Wet Floor” sign in a flooded bathroom. Shreyas Iyer, the dignified captain, played the role of “responsible adult” with 71 not out off 36 deliveries. In any other match, this would be carnage. Here, it passed for calm stewardship. While others swung like they were trying to chop down trees, Iyer collected runs with the serene expression of a man wondering if he should order paneer or butter chicken post-match. Punjab polished off the target in 18.5 overs, six wickets intact, seven balls to spare, and the sort of casual swagger usually reserved for people returning overdue library books without a fine. The broader satire writes itself. Modern T20 cricket has become an arms race where the only loser is the concept of a “respectable total.” Bowlers, once proud warriors, are now glorified ball-fetchers in a batting-dominated circus. Pitches are flatter than election promises, boundaries shorter than Gen Z attention spans, and rules so batter-friendly that even the umpires look sympathetic. Delhi built what should have been a monument — a glorious 264 on a road so true it could have doubled as a highway — only for Punjab to drive a monster truck through it while blasting horns and waving at spectators. Cricket purists are in full meltdown mode, huddled in dimly lit rooms, clutching faded copies of Wisden and muttering about “the good old days when maidens existed.” Commentators exhausted every superlative in the English language and resorted to incoherent screaming. Social media, naturally, lost its collective mind. One half celebrated Punjab as gods of the new era; the other half demanded a return to red-ball cricket, preferably with uncovered pitches and bowlers allowed to glare menacingly without fear of a demerit point. This result wasn’t merely a win. It was a cultural reset. Punjab Kings, long the lovable underachievers of the IPL, have now authored the top two highest successful chases in league history. They’re not just winning matches — they’re embarrassing the very idea of defending a total. At this rate, future IPL auctions will see teams bidding for “bowlers who can at least pretend to try” while batters demand appearance fees for showing up. Delhi Capitals deserve a special mention for their contribution to this farce. They provided the perfect setup: a record total, star performances, home advantage, and the quiet confidence that physics and common sense would finally prevail. Instead, they became the straight man in Punjab’s comedy routine. Rahul’s heroics? Reduced to a footnote. The match? Less a contest, more performance art. In the end, this is what we’ve come to love and loathe about T20 cricket. It’s loud, ridiculous, utterly devoid of restraint, and endlessly entertaining. Bowlers may demand hazard pay or form a union. Traditionalists may threaten to boycott. But the crowds will keep coming, the sixes will keep flying, and records will continue to fall like overpriced IPL franchise valuations. Punjab Kings didn’t just chase 265. They chased away any remaining illusion that this sport still resembles the gentleman’s game our grandparents watched. In its place stands a glittering, chaotic, six-hitting machine — and honestly? We’re all better for it. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to check the points table. Apparently, defending anything above 200 is now considered radical extremism.

Past Imperfect

Updated: Mar 17, 2025


Mughal

Thirteen individuals, including five minors, now find themselves on the wrong side of the law in Maharashtra. Their crime? Posting social media messages glorifying Mughal emperor Aurangzeb. The Solapur police booked them under various sections of the Bharatiya Nyaya Sanhita, citing not only the celebration of Aurangzeb but also derogatory remarks about Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj and Chhatrapati Sambhaji Maharaj.


Every few months, a new provocation in form of social media posts or calls to remove Aurangzeb’s tomb resurrects the historical battle lines between Marathas and Mughals. But the persistence of Aurangzeb’s glorification in some quarters, despite his widely reviled legacy, raises an uncomfortable question: Why, three centuries after his death, do some still seek to celebrate him?


The simple answer is they shouldn’t. Aurangzeb, by any rational historical measure, is unworthy of reverence. He was a ruler whose religious bigotry and ceaseless warfare bled the Mughal Empire dry. His reimposition of the jizya tax, his destruction of temples, and his brutal execution of Guru Tegh Bahadur and Sambhaji Maharaj were not acts of benevolence but of intolerance and tyranny. Even within his own family, he was ruthless - imprisoning his father, executing his brothers and ruling through sheer force.


Yet, despite this record, some sections of the Muslim community in Maharashtra still treat him as a historical icon. This is not only misguided but politically self-defeating. If Indian Muslims must look for historical figures to admire, why Aurangzeb? Why not his great-grandfather, Akbar, whose policies of religious pluralism made the Mughal Empire strong? Why not Sir Syed Ahmad Khan, whose emphasis on education and reform helped modernize Muslim society? Why not Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, a man of science, vision, and nation-building?


The glorification of Aurangzeb, like the glorification of Nathuram Godse by certain elements of the Hindu right, represents the worst impulses of historical revisionism. Both figures, though representing vastly different ideologies, share one thing in common: their legacies are defined by division and destruction. To celebrate them is to celebrate an India where sectarian hatred triumphs over unity. If those eulogizing Aurangzeb in Solapur deserve legal scrutiny, so too do those garlanding Godse’s statues.


This fixation on Aurangzeb, however, serves neither Hindus nor Muslims. Maharashtra, a state with a formidable economic and industrial base, has far more pressing concerns - agrarian distress, unemployment, infrastructure bottlenecks. Yet, political discourse is increasingly being dominated by symbolic battles over a long-dead emperor.


More dangerously, this historical obsession fuels communal tensions. The individuals in Solapur who chose to venerate Aurangzeb likely did so not out of deep historical conviction but as an act of defiance in an increasingly polarized landscape. The more Aurangzeb is vilified by one side, the more he becomes a countercultural symbol for the other - an unhealthy cycle that serves no one but politicians eager to keep the flames of identity politics burning.


Maharashtra, and India at large, would do well to move beyond Aurangzeb. There is no pride to be found in eulogizing a ruler whose policies were regressive and destructive. Nor is there wisdom in continually reviving his spectre to stoke modern-day conflicts.


 

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