What’s better than a Monk?

An Old Monk.

It started with an article on Rahul Dravid in TOI.

Gist was Dravid’s monk-like demeanour the day before the test match.

Appears he was serenading the pitch barefoot and playing propah cricketing shots without a cricket bat.

Good only, as when he used his bat, it didn’t quite come off, did it?

Somewhere between all that divinity, Dravid was stamped with another name.

The Monk.

I liked the nonchalant way in which this moniker had been dropped -

It was as if Dravid had always been the Monk, almost like a good, old shoe.

This really got me thinking, what better than a Monk, monsieur?

What better than an Old Monk.

Steeped in many centuries of obsessive, unyielding headiness.

Rahul Dravid, the Old Monk.

Was he any younger wouldn’t have been bowled like that today.