Cricket lives in you and me. On Cold winter mornings, on baking hot afternoons, it breathes with full force on those bare, dusty maidans.
You run in to bowl like Steyn, you twirl the ball in your fingers like Warne. You lift your bat trying to invoke the powers which guide Tendulkar's straight drive. In an era where money is God, where cricketers dump loyalties for IPL moolah, the spirit of the game thrives as much at the MCC's pavilion at Lord's or the Members' stand at the Sydney Cricket Ground as in the bylanes of Kolkata or the dingy streets of a slum in Mumbai, In this special collection of images we shift the focus from our cricketers to us. Enjoy the ride.
Children are silhouetted against the setting sun while playing cricket in Karachi.