Unparalleled in humility and a class apart,
The gentleman's game is his chosen form of art,
Rarely did he cause any tumult or uproar,
Every stroke he played , made the dil maang more.
The epitome of Edison's definition of genius,
footwork that could only be described as ingenious,
That subtle smile and coy demeanor,
A simple life and an untarnished career , (i dare thee to find one cleaner.)
Contributions went unnoticed, credit was left due ,
yet,not once did we see his face display a shade of (red) hue,
Never one to claim glory or hog the limelight,
Always played with his heart and fought his own silent fight.
Many a post shall be dedicated to you today, my humble sonnet is but one,
Watching you play , my dear sir, has been immense fun .
