
Har har Mahadev
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Har har Mahadev
@shan_hari
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There was a time when Indian sports followers had many sports to choose from. There were many religions. And many gods. No marketing needed. Only skill. And he was one of them. The Indian hockey team was going through a rough phase in the 1980s. A nation that was once unbeatable was struggling to match others. But there was a broad consensus that he was perhaps the best centre forward in the world. The opposition put 2 defenders to mark him every time. And almost always, he got away. He would twist, turn and spin and swerve away, ball glued to his hockey stick. A dervish or a devil, depending on which team you were supporting. Unmatched, unparalleled. Glided on the turf like a thread of fine silk. Flicked the ball with the menace and might of a cobra. Threaded passes with surgical precision. A commentator (I think it was Cuckoo Walia) once called him “Hockey ka Maradona,” only for his colleague to say “Arre bhai, we should say Maradona is football ka Mohammad Shahid!” He was THAT good. I once saw him sitting on a cot outside his house, reading a newspaper. Unassuming. Quiet. He nodded at my father as he greeted him. Mohammad Shahid. Railways. India. Varanasi. #India #Hockey #MohammadShahid #Nostalgia (@Raja_Sw, @pradeepmagazine, @RVarmaMD, @g_rajaraman, @VatsMusings, @anandkumarn, @indranil9, @ushrit2020, @TheGrou75062162)


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Without naming the book, tell me a line that readers of it will instantly recognize.

Without naming the book, tell me a line that readers of it will instantly recognize.









