Audio File: Please Visit & Subscribe my Youtube Channel : Keleedas Kobita Seventeen years of dreams unmet, The trophy’s gleam just out of reach. With every match, with every set, A nation’s heart, a hopeful speech. Mahendra led with grace before, A captain true, a legend made. Yet fate denied, the final score, A yearning deep, a hope that stayed. Then came the day, the hour bright, Against South Africa, a fight so fierce. A game of passion, skill, and might, Each run, each ball, a nation’s cheers. Seven runs the margin fine, The victory ours, a tale so sweet. The field was ours, the stars aligned, A cherished win,…