
MAY 27: It was only when they were told not to worry, this being a normal occurrence, that the lights of the hotel room were switched off and we slept in peace again. But peace in today8217;s world of cricket is impossible, even if one is thousands of miles away from the high voltage drama which was enacted in Delhi on Saturday.
That sleaze, subterfuge, betrayal and denials had become the name of the game was nothing new, but what Messers Manoj Prabhakar and a dotcom team have done, has written a new chapter in Indian journalism and the world of sport.
That the whole operation smacks of stealth is of no consequence to those who, perhaps, are not sure what is at stake: Truth, lies, revenge, hatred or perhaps just personal fame.
The single pursuit of either one of these obsessions8217; can create an energy powerful enough to destroy8217; or, may be even construct8217; a new edifice. That it is madness to be playing cricket in such a charged and suspicious atmosphere was evident to everyone else but the Board of Control for Cricket in India. Greed sees no reason and if Indian cricket has today reached such a tragic stage that one has to be wary of even one8217;s shadow, then whom does one blame. No, not Mr Lele, but those who still believe that Indian cricket is clean.