Ten Little Indians / And Then There Were None…

 Ten people are gathered together on an isolated island by a mysterious host. And one by one, they die…

“Ten little Indian boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were nine. (After the pride comes the fall – Sehwag getting his comeuppance)

Nine little Indian boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight.(Dravid stonewalls way too long for his own good)

Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon; One said he’d stay there and then there were seven. (Gambhir would rather stay in Devon, anywhere but Pretoria)

Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six. (Laxman cut into half – middle stump goes a-walking) 

Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five. (Raina fooled by the 1-2 sucker punch of Kallis – floats like a butterfly stings like a bee)

Five little Indian boys going in for law, One got in Chancery and then there were four. (SRT tries to go against the flow taking the attack to the Proteas. The long arm of the “law” [of averages] catches up)

Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three. (Sree thought he would be batting against Andre Nel. Got fooled)

Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two. (Morne Morkel, the big bear gets Ishant)

Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun; On got frizzled up and then there was one. (Dismissal caused due to “suicide by brain-freeze” is being added to the MCC Cricket Manual. A century goes a-begging for Bhajji)

One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.” (Dhoni tries hara-kiri many times but unsuccessful every time. But, then tomorrow is another day)

 *Poetic liberty – the order of dismissal has been amended slightly.


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A Cynic's Eye View: This is my tongue-in-cheek, one-eyebrow-raised, cynical view of the world of politics & the world of sports (and intriguing intersection of the two) by way of written posts and cartoons. All views expressed are my own (nobody else wants them). Follow me by subscribing here or on twitter @rp_71 Looking forward to the bouquets and brickbats in the comments section Cynics of the world, unite. We have nothing to lose, but our disdains…
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2 Responses to Ten Little Indians / And Then There Were None…

  1. Vikas Jambotkar says:

    Rohit, well written ten little injuns and aptly adapted to the heroics of Indian cricketers…. enjoyed

  2. Pingback: India’s World Cup Win: Making the Extras Count | A Cynic's Eye View

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