Pakistan's performance interpreted through a duet of Rahat Fateh Ali Khan 


Whilst resting during an afternoon, listening to a duet of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan's nephew for a random Bollywood movie running in the background, my brain is struck by an impulse interpreting the song as the one to suit the characteristic collapse of Pakistan.

It goes,

"Aayega wo paas, ke jo door hai

Maan jaa, ke hona yeh zaroor hai"

That's it. That's the song. The song in which the collapse of Pakistan has been encapsulated. That wo is the collapse. That chink present in Pakistan's armor from ages. Once in a blue moon, they induce one too but are generous enough to return it soon enough. Much like when Steve Smith took a one-handed blinder off Dwayne Smith's bowling after the latter pulled a similar one off Steve Smith's bowling in a game of T20 Big Bash in 2010.

The first Test of the series was a classic. With some 30 odd runs needed with 6 wickets in hand, we saw another sequel of the love story, "Azhar Ali and the run-outs". Pakistan's bowling, like most times, rescued them to an extent but the infamous batting reared its ugly head again. Batsmen were having huge problems staying on the crease.

Next Test, the strategies changed. Pakistani batsmen took a pillow with them, made the beds and took naps for two days leisurely scoring some runs during intervals. 418 runs to be exact, so not the Pakistan of late. They assuaged the feelings of the 1st Test by bowling New Zealand out before they reached triple figures in their first innings and then they induced the follow-on.
Nevertheless, the song remains the same but the lyrics have changed. Yasir Shah with his drift, flight and accuracy went through the Kiwis. What does the blind want? Eyesight. Fans were over the moon after witnessing victory and that too by an innings.

Then, the part of song that runs in your mind is:

 “Kab arman machlain ge, kisko hai yeh pata

Kab mosam badlain ge, kis ko hai yeh pata"

Yeah, the weather changed, as did our feelings. All is well. Everyone is excitedly waiting for a deserving decider. But hold on! It comes back: the characteristic collapse.

The all-dependent first innings lead kept watching the faces of Pakistani players to pull it out of the well of darkness. No one lent a helping hand. Yasir did lend one shoe though, courtesy Sarfraz's '' Aa jaa, Aa jaa", but was of no use.

A lead of 74 doesn't matter when there is enough time for the opposition (especially if it includes Kane Williamson) to mount some pressure on them. Bilal Asif couldn't justify his place in whites. He was the Elaichi in the Biryani type of player.

In comes Hafeez, trying to find his groove, finding it difficult, edging here and there. Being squared up, he at last announced his retirement after getting out on a blob once again. A different type of hype created: Hafeez to end his career on a high! We all wanted that, as much as he would've.


Squared up by a Southee's wide-angle delivery. The fairytale ending for him was never meant to be.

This Pakistani team consists of 11 dominoes. One falls, other have to as well. That's been the story of Pakistan. The lyrics of this song will run in my mind whilst watching their next match too. Sometimes, the happy ones. They give you happiness too, you feel out of this world but most of the times, stick with the lines.

“Aayega wo paas, ke jo door hai

Maan jaa, ke hona yeh zaroor hai"

Be ready to lose control over yourself and your emotions while watching Pakistan play and don't expect much. Because the happiness you don't expect, is the real happiness.

Written by Abdul Shakoor
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