I’ve been through a lot.
- Wasted 2 years being a NEET aspirant (but never even NEAR the cut-off).
- Survived engineering without understanding a single resistor.
- Took up a free digital marketing job in a government firm — just to hear “Good effort, but no stipend.
- Ate canteen sambar that tasted like someone washed their socks in it !!!
But I didn’t cry. Not a drop.
Not even when I watched Kal Ho Naa Ho for the 10th time.
But on June 3, 2025, when Virat Kohli won the IPL… and started crying on the field… BRO, I BROKE.
The Day Cricket Became Cinema
Let me set the scene. It was like a Bollywood climax:
Trophy drought of 17 years.
Whole stadium chanting “Kohli! Kohli!”
Lights, camera… TEARS.
When that final catch was taken, Kohli fell to his knees.
The man who faced 150+ kmph deliveries like they were frisbees — was now crying.
And me? Crying too.
Like a 3rd standard girl who lost her pencil box.
People say love makes you emotional. No.
Kohli’s tears make me emotional.
My friends looked at me like,
“Bro, are you crying for a match?”
I looked at them and said,
“No da. I’m crying for my entire youth. For every meme he survived. For every match he gave everything. For every time he walked off with pain in his eyes and a bat in his hand.” 😭
When he said, “This one’s for the fans.”
Like bro…
We didn’t score a single run. Didn’t face a single ball.
But you gave us the credit? This man deserves everythinggg!
My Reaction vs My Family :
Kohli: crying on the field
Me: crying in my room
Mom: “Which paper you got arrear in, ma?”
Me: "Ee Saala Cup Namdu"
(I legit cried like I failed NEET again. But this time, it was for our trophy)
Mom ; ”ohhh goddd, Its just a trophy "
And I just whispered: “ he waited 17 years. And never gave up.”
This Wasn’t Just a Trophy. It Was Payback.
Think about it:
Trolled everytime despite being the best
Benched.
“Finished player” tags flying everywhere.
Headlines like “Kohli should retire. Everyone started doubting!
But he didn’t.
He shut up, trained harder, came back in beast mode, and led his team to win.
That wasn’t just a match.
That was a middle finger to every doubter.
In HD. With tears.
And the way he hugged every teammate, every coach, even the ball boys?
That’s not just sportsmanship. That’s character.
When he lifted the trophy — I swear my screen started glowing.
And if anyone still asks, “Why Kohli?”
Let the stats talk.
Over 7,700 runs — the highest in IPL history.
7 centuries, most by any Indian.
973 runs in a single season (2016) — a record still untouched.
Played more than 250 matches. All for one team. No switching, no shortcuts.
Stood tall even when the team didn’t. Took hate. Faced pressure. Stayed loyal.
Carried RCB on his shoulders for 17 seasons.
Every year he came back stronger. Fitter. Hungrier. Louder in silence.
He didn’t win a trophy for 16 years — but never gave up.
He didn’t just earn this win.
He deserved it. Every ball, every run, every tear.
This wasn’t just redemption.
It was history being kind… finally.
Because this man didn’t just play cricket — he lived it.
He turned pressure into performance.
He turned boos into boundaries.
And even when people stopped believing, he didn’t stop working.
We saw him in every phase —
As the aggressive youngster who wouldn’t back down.
As the captain who carried a team, media, and a billion expectations on his back.
As the senior player who mentored others even while his own place was questioned.
Through slumps, trolls, and headlines that read like eulogies…
He showed up.
Not once with excuses.
Only with effort.
When others chased trophies, he chased standards.
Fitness. Discipline. Loyalty. That’s Virat Kohli.
He didn’t need an IPL trophy to prove greatness.
But he still earned it the hard way.
And maybe that’s why we cried when he did.
Because we weren’t just watching a player lift a cup.
We were watching every lesson he ever taught us —
about grit, grace, and never giving up —
being rewarded at last.
For us, this win wasn’t about a team.
It was about a man…
who made us believe that passion and patience can win. Eventually.
What I Learned from This Final
You can go through failure after failure and still come back stronger.
You don’t need to shout to prove yourself — your silence can be louder than noise.
You can cry in public and still be a king.
And yes… even grown men who lift 100kg in the gym… cry when Virat Kohli wins IPL.
Thank You, King
To the man who taught me cricket,
To the man who taught me anger is okay, but giving up is not,
To the man who wore his heart on his sleeve and still kept his game sharp…
Thank you, Virat💗💗💗💗
You made us believe. Not just in you. But in ourselves.
And for once,
It felt okay to cry.
Super Proud that I Stan YOUUUU and its the besttt decision of myy life!!
