Cricket is not just a sport. It is art. It is science. It is grandeur too — a classy, intricate blend of morphology and organisation — one that is always fascinating for the language of the mind, heart, and soul to flower forth into the world.
Cricket is also a labyrinth: a combination of elements brought forth by its own spectacle of cosmic dance. Not dissonance.
A dynamo in motion, and emotion, cricket is no strait-laced vocation. It never was; it never will be.
Cricket Odyssey is based on such a strong synthesis. Its cornerstone of conviction is not only time, but also timelessness. In the notion of cricket and its players: of their fundamentally symbiotic relationship. Of a game that provides its players with the tools, concepts, and models, they can use to fulfill their elemental purposes and also have a positive effect on the proletariat as a whole.
Cricket Odyssey celebrates and summarizes the certitude of 75+ of the greatest of players in their own self. It also colorfully represents the game’s scientific chassis and artistry — of its players’ grand exploits, acts of guts, brilliance, and ersatz — of a journey through sentiment, a study of truth, or philosophy, and also continuity.
Cricket Odyssey is a literary illumination; it is, in its totality, a novel ‘signature-tune’ of cricket — “Cricket, oh! lovely cricket…”