"Don't touch me" Anushka hissed at him.
"I won't, lay down. You need rest" he said.
"What did you call me, 'Anu'?" She asked suspiciously.
"Look Anushka, I don't want to keep you in darkness" Virat said , dragging the chair and sitting beside her be...
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Second innings
When Pakistan came into bat, they started well. Their openers put on a strong partnership, silencing the crowd momentarily. Virat watched from the field, his nerves taut, but he trusted his bowlers. And then, as it often happens in big games, the tide turned.
The middle order collapsed under pressure, and wickets began to tumble. Pat Cummins led from the front, supported brilliantly by Starc and Zampa. The Australian fielding was sharp, cutting off singles and creating moments of magic. Slowly but surely, Pakistan fell behind the required rate.
The final wicket fell in the 48th over, and the Australian players erupted in celebration. The crowd roared as Virat leaped into the air, punching the sky with joy.
He roared, his voice echoing through the stadium, a primal release of all the pressure, doubt, and effort that had led to this moment. Tears glistened in his eyes as he hugged his teammates.
Australia had unearthed and adopted a new son. A man who came from a foreign land but made their soil his own. Virat Kohli, the Indian-born Australian hero, had etched his name in history once again.
As the trophy presentation began, Virat looked up into the stands and saw Anushka and Ved, their faces beaming with pride.
He blew them a flying kiss, his emotions overflowing. Anushka waved back, tears of joy streaming down her face as Ved jumped up and down, shouting, "Papa won!"
Pat Cummins lifted the trophy, but it was a collective victory. The team posed for photos, champagne spraying everywhere, but amidst the chaos, Virat stood silently for a moment, taking it all in. He had done it. He had delivered for his team, his adopted country, and for himself.
That night, the celebrations were endless. The Australian team danced and laughed, fans filled the streets, and the MCG was lit up in gold.
Virat held Anushka and Ved close, knowing this moment was not just for him but for them as well. He had proven to the world, and to himself, that no matter the odds, he could rise above and conquer.
It wasn't just a victory; it was a testament to his journey, his resilience, and the power of dreams. And as the night wore on, Virat Kohli's name echoed in the hearts of millions, not just as a cricketer but as a legend.
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After 2 months
It had been two months since the euphoric World Cup victory, and life had slowed down for Virat Kohli. He was enjoying the simpler joys of life, spending his days at home with Anushka and their son, Ved.
The cricket bat and ball were still a constant in his life, but this time, they weren't for international glory-they were for polishing Ved's burgeoning cricket skills.
