As Rohit walked into the meeting room, he looked around at his players, or his adorable "sust murges"....
He looked at Yashasvi and Shubman talking, and somewhere he saw him and Virat talking like this when they were newcomers in the team.
His gaze then automatically shifted to Virat, who, as usual, was engaged in some mischiefs with the youngsters. This time even Yuzi was here, so Virat was goofing around 24/7.
But, Rohit knew, how much this tournament mattered to Virat. Rohit was certain this was there last world cup together, although Virat kept being an optimist.
He knew Virat too felt the same. They have to win this...at any cost.
He looked around at the room once more before clearing his throat, as the ever-too-quite ICT was at it's peak level of fooling around.
He said, "okay, guys! Hello?!"
Yashasvi immediately turned and looked at him, pushing Shubman with his elbow.
Most of the players had their attention turned to Rohit.
But one of the seniors, the one Rohit wants to win this world cup with, was yet goofing around.
Sometimes, Rohit wondered how did that goofball have so much aggresion on the field?
Rohit grinned at Virat and Yuzi, still determined to get their attention.
He walked over to them to find them engaged in a heated debate about who could hit the longest six.
'Hey! Focus guys! We've got a World Cup to win!" He said with a chuckle.
Virat looked up, smiling, and Yuzi nodded, saying, "Alright skipper! What's the plan?"
