Gemotions

The cricket pitch was a bright green canvas under the afternoon sun. The coach tapped Rohan on the shoulder, his voice warm but firm. "We need your bowling to open, Rohan. Your speed will put pressure on them." Rohan had always been a batsman.

Rohan nodded, his gaze fixed on the bat that was propped against the railing. He watched the other players move. He felt his heart slow. The change meant a completely different approach, a different mindset. He picked up the ball, feeling its familiar weight. He turned and did what he was told.