S. Sreesanth will come out?
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It is shocking how some of the unsuspecting
faces appeared on the scene as quite unsuspecting souls and trapped themselves.
The labyrinth of law is tightening its grip around their necks. This
controversy is unsettling for most of the Keralites, because of the involvement
of the fast bowler S. Sreesanth.
Santakumaran Srisant, is born on 6th
February, 1983 in Kothamangalam, Kerala, South India. Even though, Sreesanth
was involved in cases of emotional outbursts in the field, including showing aggressive
gestures to senior players, for every Keralite, he was a next-door young man,
with a slightly twisted mentality. Prodigal sons do return home, don’t they?
However, when the noose of the law tightened,
we felt it was impossible for our boy to come back home again. We thought it be
better to blame the North Indian lobby for all the trouble Sreesanth was
facing, and did the same. Nevertheless, it did not work, as each day new
evidences popped up. It seemed the police system in India had a sudden revamp
and the law had a revelation. Let a thousand criminals escape, not a single
innocent should be punished.
If you don’t feel the pun, show me your
back. Here! Take the kick!
Finally, the police had found clues about
the involvement of the underworld and each day is witnessing surprising arrests.
There are those in Kerala, though, who always had a bad opinion about the
prodigal son. They could not stand his hairstyle, or dance, or gestures, or
that pair of prominent openings just above his mouth. They celebrated the
arrest and are in euphoria about his not coming back.
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We, ordinary Keralites, though hopeless of
the situation, often look at whether our prodigal son’s advocates are able to
pull some strings. We often forget to ask if he is actually involved in the underhand
dealings or not. Never mind the simpleton manner with which we hope for the
best. We still could not determine, for whom we should keep our hopes high, for
Indian cricket or for our dear prodigal son.
We are content in some ways though; everywhere,
our lad known, now, though he is having a bad time with fame.
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