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I was born in the mid 1950s in a South London suburb called Bromley. We had a small but comfortable house with a large garden, where I would play cricket with my father, who came from a notable Bombay cricketing family. I was named after the great Pakistani opening batsman, Hanif Mohammed, whose power of concentration were apparently incredible: he could bat for three days straight.

He would take the bus to Bromely South Station, where he would then take the fast train to Victoria. From Victoria he would walk to the Pakistan High Commission in Loundes Square in Knightsbridge. Since this was the Sixties and there was a lot of Pakistanis coming to the UK, and some of them working for a short time with my father at the embassy, I began to hear fascinating stories of this transformation in Britain.

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My father wanted me to be the professional cricketeer. He wanted me to be the first Pakistani to play for England. He trained me for hours in the garden. He was a very good teacher. I loved to watch cricket but I hated to play. In fact I was frightened by the ball, and I was frightened of my father seeing that I was scared and a bit of a coward.

The hook was my father\u2019s favourite shot and he made me practice it for hours. To this very day I have images of my head exploding under the impact of a hundred mile an hour hurtling cricket ball. I hate cricket now, and can barely stand to watch it.

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Cricket was a part of my childhood in the way it was for many girls like me, in the sense that my father and brother both played. I wouldn't say I loved it, I wouldn't even say I liked it, but it was a presence. My experience of cricket was that it was played by middle-class white men, even if that didn't register with me at the time. My world was small. I was educated in a small private girls' school and we mixed with other middle-class white families. It was fun, comfortable and pleasant. And for the boys and men I knew, that's exactly what cricket was too.

So armed with pencil case and calculator, off I'd trot to the cricket. One week at our home ground at Abbeydale Park and every other week away to whichever South Yorkshire town or village we were assigned to play. Sometimes this took us to pretty villages in the Peak District. Mostly it took us to small towns and villages around Sheffield, Rotherham and Barnsley. Places that invariably had a pithead. Towns with a long and proud history of deep-shaft mining. Towns where every man was employed in the pit, as his father and grandfather had been before him.

I travelled to these places only for a few years. Soon I went off to university and then moved down to London after graduating. But those few years, listening to the cricketers and seeing the profound effect of the decisions of the Conservative government of the time on them had a lasting effect on me.

Everyone in Hyderabad is feeling very proud at this moment that their fellow Hyderabadi has done very well in Australia. The city is in celebration mode, but here in our home, we are mourning because of the unfortunate death of our father.

My mother is keeping quiet and is depressed because of my father's death on November 20. She is not speaking much at the moment, but I am sure inside her heart she must be feeling good about Siraj's success.

New Delhi: Bollywood actor Ranveer Singh, who is busy promoting his upcoming film '83', shared a video of his father-in-law Prakash Padukone wherein he spoke about India's victory in the 1983 Cricket World Cup. The Badminton legend cherished his memories of the World Cup finals between India and West Indies and said that he couldn't watch the match live as he was playing in Denmark.

The 'Gully Boy' actor penned a sweet note for his 'dear father-in-law' while sharing the video on his Instagram handle. He wrote, "The Living Legend of Badminton, a World Champion himself & my dear father-in-law Prakash Padukone, cherishes the memories of the 1983 World Cup triumph."

That his batting stance resembles a lot like his father Shivnarine Chanderpaul and is not just a con-incidence, Daddy Dear has done well to produce one more tormentor of opposition like the father had done during his days.

Shivnarine Chanderpaul scored his maiden Test century after three years, whereas Tagenarine Chanderpaul scored a double century in less than 3 months. This is the first father-son duo to score double centuries for West Indies and only second in the world after Hanif Mohammad and Shoaib Mohammad of Pakistan.

I knew nothing about the old game, beloved now in every corner of the former British Empire (could cricket, rugby, ale, and Kipling be the best things that emerged from vast cruel brilliant savage imperial enterprise?), other than it was the father of baseball, so I watched with interest and confusion for a while, until a small boy nearby took pity on me. He ambled up to my row, perhaps sent by a merciful grandfather.

A private funeral has already been held for Warne but the memorial service, open to the public, offered an opportunity to bid farewell to one of the greatest cricketers and personalities the game has known.

I lived very near the county cricket ground and one night nine time bombs fell on the cricket pitch. As we were so close we were evacuated to a local church hall fortunately they did not go off but they left huge holes on the cricket ground. We had many incendiary bombs fall close by and several bombs demolished near by houses. On Good Friday 1941 Bristol was blitzed and set afire. I was eight years old we had been sheltering under the stairs. My father called me to the front door. We looked over Bristol and the sky was a brilliant red. He said "I hope you never see such a sight again in your lifetime." ff782bc1db