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I. Read the passage carefully.
Motivate Force
It was the first crisis point of my life. The whole family had gathered together and they were deciding
whether I should go to Bombay to attend the Board coaching camp for Under-19 cricketers. I was 15
then and when you are 15 you can hard y exert your individuality nor can you decide for yourself
what course of action to take
The meeting was, however, not over whether I should go to Bombay or not. There was no way
such an honour would be denied to me by my parents. The debate was over "how much money 1
should carry for my pocket expenses on trip". I wished to take at least a thousand rupees but my
father blew up. He said that excessive money was bound to spoil kids and he would not give me so
much to spend. Personally, I felt that if I had a reasonable amount it would help my confidence. My
upbringing was such. I had never felt a want for anything and thanks to GOD we were well off.
My father had a point about the destructive power of money in a young man's hand. It was
getting near the hour when I had to leave home to catch the night train to Delhi but my father seemed
determined not to give in. He retired to his bedroom and the crisis remained unresolved. I was
fighting to hold back my tears as the big chance seemed to be slipping away. My entire childhood had
revolved around cricket and just when some recognition was coming my way, a problem had cropped
up.
My elder brother, Romesh came to my rescue. He put his foot down saying I had to go to
Bombay, come what may. He assured me that he would himself drive me to New Delhi and if it became
too late to catch the train, he would pay for my air ticket to Bombay. The argument still raged on and
finally my mother was convinced. But the head of the family had gone to bed and who would have the
temerity to wake him up and tell him ? I am glad my mother worked up her courage.
My father was woken up and told that he would have to permit my journey. Fortunately for me
, the relative quiet of the bedroom had clamed his nerves and he readily agreed. He came out of the
bedroom to send me off and pressed a thousand rupees into my hand. I had a little secret to keep from
him. Romesh had slipped some money into my hand and I was fairly loaded with the stuff when I took
the train that night. It was actually more than a journey. As far as I was concerned, it was the
beginning of a great adventure. My arrival in the cricket world was a different story altogether. It was
hot and humid in Bombay and the coaching sessions seemed to go on. We had not been permitted
even a glass of water and when we finally broke for lunch we were a bunch of lads with the heartiest
appetite in the world. And what did we get for lunch ? Two dry chapattis and one spoonful of
vegetables. I can assure you that I had not read Charles Dickens in my life but had certainly heard the
tale of Oliver.​

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