Bhuvi's pov-

I just can't believe it's all real. After all these years coming so close to this trophy and letting it slip from our hands. We are here today. We are finally here. We are finally standing proud with the dreams of millions of people coming true today.

Their hopes, their belief, their love, and their support being proven right today. I can't, just can't even imagine or find words in all the languages I know that can define my feelings, the emotions I'm feeling right now.

It's the wordless things like yelling from the top of Everest, yelling in the depth of the seas with happy bubbles and echoes are the things that define my feelings and also those of my brothers, right now.

Today when I'm holding this prestigious trophy - the 2023 world cup trophy in my hands. I'm just a total mess of emotions. Emotions, I can't just vocalize. It's the odd hooting, shouts, cheek tearing grins and tears that defines those feelings now.

It's like a dream come true. We as a team, as a family, as brothers have finally won it. I can't believe there was a time, a time where I thought I won't fit in between these crazy people. But right now, I was right at home. My home. My brothers, my family, we all have won this together. This is the best feeling in the world but you know why I feel even happier.

It's because the person whom I have always Called "my chotu" is the man of the match and yes, he is also the man of the tournament. Thus, becoming the first bowler in the history of cricket to be awarded with this coveted trophies together. And I know he deserves this.

Virat knows he deserves this if anything by the way he was hugging Jassi in a bear hug, jumping like a kangaroo and yelling things that would have made his mother wash his mouth with soap–looking like he got the Man of the tournament and not, Jassi was to be taken in consideration.

Virat, Rohit, Shikhar, Jaddu, Jinks, we all did this together. Virat fought with everyone to make sure we weren't separated. He made sure we were in this together for one last time.

Rah, Harry, Yuzi, Kul, Shrey fought tooth and nail and gave their everything to win this. They didn't even once complain, question or show even a little bit displeasure or doubt on Virat's decisions. They did everything for the team.

They went with it. They went with everything standing in front of seniors and trolls like a wall made of diamonds.
Proving, once and again, why they are in the team and why no, one is allowed to point fingers at their brothers and question him on giving them chances.

I can't explain the feeling, the emotion we were going through the moment we put Mahi Bhai on our shoulder gave him the lap he deserved.

The lap he deserved as the best captain, best brother, best guide and motivator on the whole planet and also for putting up with all the crazy things we did. For always having our back. For always loving us.

  The lap he always deserved more than anyone else and the lap we failed to give him in the 2019 world cup. But today we did it. Today, we gave our brother everything he deserves. Everything he deserves for showing faith in us and always believing we could do it.

All this will always remain as one of the best moments of my life. I don't think, I felt this happy ever. I wasn't this happy on even my wedding day. I can't, just can't explain this feeling in words. The craziness I'm feeling, I'm laughing and crying. I'm hugging and jumping and dancing.

And it feels I'm drunk. Drunk on happiness and joy. Every one of us seems drunk to be truthful.

Everyone around me is so much happy. I can only see happy faces all around me. There are tears in my best friend's eyes...tears of happiness accompanied by the joy of winning the world cup. The feeling of finally doing it.

The feeling of "haar k baad jeet hoti hai!!". In our case after continuous defeats, we finally won. And, we won together maybe that's why this win is so special.

At present, Jaddu is holding the trophy with me and yes, there are tears in his eyes which he can hide from others but not me. Yes, you heard right The great Sir Ravindra Jadeja is crying.

We all have seen how much it pained him - the run-out. He had given his everything, everything to fulfill the dreams we weaved since childhood. The dream that was in our grasp and shattered like a glass ball. Wounding all of us, tearing and shredding our heart and soul...but no more sad memories. For we did it. The ball didn't break this time.

The dream is a reality now. So, no more tears. No more painful memories of heartbreak and grief. We will just be happy bcoz we have won. We have won together. We have fulfilled our dream. Everyone around me was enjoying and the atmosphere was emotional, crazy, beautiful, happy, cheery and everything good in the whole world.

I was there with them, celebrating us. Celebrating what we stand for, celebrating our friendship and suddenly, I see a bright flash and everything goes black.

End of PoV

"Bhuvi , beta utho, aaj tumhe practice ke liye nhi Jana Kiya." (Bhuvi, my son, get up. Don't you need to go for practice today) Bhuvi didn't know why he was undoubtedly hearing his mother. When he is with his team celebrating their victory.

Is this Harry? Is he mimicking his mother's voice or Virat? God, Virat has charmed his mother in just 2 minutes after meeting her and well, he didn't even want to think about–how his mother and Harry's first meet went.

Why was he thinking about all this? And God, why is whoever this is shaking him so vigorously?? He has just won a world cup. He very much deserves his sleep and no, matter what Virat said: "no gym, today". God, now he is thinking like Ro.

He thought if he pretended to sleep. Whoever this is will get the hint and went away. But from when did his team started taking clues?? If he printed a board in bright Neon over his head stating "lemme sleep" still someone will come and ask him "oh!! Bhuvi you wanna sleep??"

Like it's not displayed in front of their face. They will pretend to not see it or in some people's case– they'll act like they can't read. When the probing and poking got too much. He couldn't help but curse internally.

Sitting lazily on his bed, he squinted his eyes and got the shock of his life. He couldn't help but sit straight looking thunderstruck with wide eyes as he looked around. This can't be possible.

"This has to be a dream. No, not a dream but a nightmare." He thought. As he looked around like an Owl with large eyes, screaming in his mind to wake up. But he just couldn't wake up.

Deciding to take drastic steps, he pinched himself hard and then yelped in pain. Rubbing the pinched spot. God, this isn't a dream but it should have been.

"Well, you can slap yourself and confirm. If you want too, of course. I'll say you should slap, yourself" a voice that sounded absolutely like Harry pipped in his mind and he couldn't help but groan.

First Ro, now Harry, anyone else from his team interested in being his conscious voice??

Stepping down from the bed and investigating a little around. He came to a world-shattering conclusion. He was in his old room in Meerut. He could hear his mother calling him from downstairs and the early morning commotion of a middle-class family.

But all he could think about was his team and how he reached here?  He was with his team, right then how he came here? Where is his team now? They were with him and they were enjoying the world cup win. Then what is this?? Is he kidnapped?

His thoughts were interrupted by his sister's entry into his room.

"Bhai, maa kabse aapko bula rahi h. Aap Jawab kiu nhi de rhe. (Bro, mom is calling you. Why aren't you answering?)" She demanded from him with her hands folded in front of her chest.

But noticing him looking so troubled, frustrated and uneasy. She couldn't help be instantly worried.

"Bhai, you okay? Are you ill today??" She asked him concerned standing by his side as she checked his temp.

"Huh, yeah...don't worry. Tell ma, I'll come after getting ready, " he tried to reassure her with a forced smile.

A smile that looked more like a grimace than a smile as he paled a little more watching how young she looked.

She nodded at him looking uncertain and worried as she left his room. No doubt, she'll go and tell his mother that he seemed sick to her.

But Bhuvi couldn't bring himself to worry about that–all he could think right now was about Nupur and his team.

He couldn't help but worry about them. Where are they?? Are they okay?? Are they also going as mad as he is thinking about them?? He didn't know why another voice sounding exactly like Jaddu pointed out to him that he is the one struck in God knows where not them.

Frustrated, and very much scared though he won't show it. He is known for his calmness and presence of mind in dire situations, after all. He again wandered around the house. Coming to some earth-shattering revelations.

The calendar in his room read 7 July 2012. Mahi bhai's B' day was the automatic thought in Bhuvi's brain followed by BC, 2012!!!!

No, this can't be, 2012!! He was in 2023 moments before, wasn't he?? Then how come in a sudden leap of faith he landed in 2012. 11 years in the past. Did he just dream the upcoming 11 years?? But how can it be? He remembers every detail of his new home.

And he is sure this is his old house. The house they had before he became rich and famous. The house, they lived in before he gifted his parents their dream house from his salary.

His salary, his salary that was double of his father's salary. He couldn't ever forget that tearful pride and love in his parent's eyes. He is sure, he didn't dream or imagine all that.

And to think about that, he doesn't think he has this great imagination to imagine characters like Yuzi, Harry, Rishu, Shreyas. He is sure he can't even imagine such people even in his dreams.

He was in daze for the following days. His family thought he was sick and yeah, he was definitely sick try being in future and then suddenly in the past with no knowledge of how he ended up here.

But he couldn't just tell them that casually "oh!! Btw I came back from the future somehow that's why I'm so confused and frustrated"

He can totally imagine how that conversation will go. Similarly, in the practice sessions, his coach and all the fellow players in the Uttar Pradesh team and his academy were shocked by his sudden skills.

Even when he tried playing mediocre it looked excellent to them. And to be truthful, it was hard playing mediocre when he could clearly hear Virat shout in his head "give your best!!!"

For god sake, he has been in both the top 10 and top 20 ICC bowlers rankings. He has years of experience and different variations. And he kind of doesn't remember how he bowled in 2012. So, he is kind of confused about what to do??

He can't tell them the future theory. For they'll call the mental hospital and drop him there. So, he just smile as innocently as possible and make ruse of "practice at home, "

Like these days were passing. He still couldn't come to accept the fact that somehow he ended up in 2012. Every night when he closed his eyes he wished to return back to his home, his team and every morning, he got disappointed knowing he was still in 2012.

The days were passing painfully slowly for him. And it was one of those days, he was watching Ind Vs Sl match. Wishing with all his heart to be there on the field. God, he missed his blue jersey and his dearest team.

God, he will bear with Harry and Jadu's yelling but please return them to him. Please, give him his brothers. He was praying to God with misty eyes when he noticed something.

Something, he couldn't miss at all. It was Virat begging something from Mahi Bhai. He looked ready to throw a  tantrum so like the Virat he knows. He can clearly imagine Virat lying on the ground throwing his hands and legs in a fit. A fit to get his way just like toddlers demanding their fav toy from denying parents.

Bhuvi didn't ever think a day will come when he will miss Virat's tantrums. But today was the day. He missed his chiku.

He watched as Mahi bhai sighed helplessly. No, doubt Virat was being extremely stubborn and gave in. Mahi bhai changed the field setting to what Virat asked him too.

And Bhuvi couldn't help but sit a little straighter and alert. He knew this field setting. It looked absolutely odd and didn't make any sense but this was the setting Ro-Vi and he has invented.

It was an odd mixture of attacking and defending. It confused the batsmen and did the trick just fine.

And just like that, it did the trick. They got the wicket. And Bhuvi couldn't help but feel hope surge through his veins. Could it be Virat also came back to past like him?? But the field setting was actually done by Mahi bhai and Virat could be whining about something else. There can always be that chance.

He didn't know what to do but it was the last over and every bowler has been hit quite, thoroughly. And Mahi bhai and Virat were again doing some kind of discussion. Well, Virat was whining again to Mahi bhai.

And Mahi bhai gave the ball to Virat and Bhuvi groaned. God, when will this idiot realize he looked absolutely ridiculous while bowling. And watching Vi bowl, Bhuvi spluttered out the water he was drinking.

For Virat on the screen was totally intimating Boom's bowling action while bowling. He had seen Boom bowl so many times that he can't mistake it. And of course, he can't mistake Virat intimating it ever.

So, with hope and excitement fueling through his veins. He tried searching Vi's contact in his phone. It was saved under Virat Kohli RCB and even Bhuvi cringed reading it. God, it didn't feel right.

Still, he dialed the number and the feminine voice on the under end informed him– this number doesn't exist anymore.

Just like that, all his hopes were doused with ice-cold water. But he was Bhuvi, Bhuvi of a team who never gives up then how can he give up??

So, he contacted all his friends both from Pune warriors, RCB and even the Ranji team. One of them might have Vi' number right.

And his efforts didn't go in drain. A friend of a friend had Vi's new number and provided him without any qualms. It wasn't like he was asking Mahi bhai's number now that would have been a really difficult task.

Getting Virat's number. His Vi's number, he felt like he had won the world. He saved the number under the name Cheeku. Feeling extremely elated and nervous at the same time. He dialed Virat's number in the late evening. 

B: Hello, Is this Virat?

Bhuvi spoke feeling extremely nervous. What if he is wrong? What will he do then??

V: yes , Virat speaking. Can I know who is this?

From Vi's tone, Bhuvi could clearly feel his cheeku was in an absolutely bad mood.

B: Vi, it's me.

Buvi all but whispered. Praying to God, that Vi gets what he means. Praying that this is his Vi.

Unknown to Bhuvi, those words were like calming drought to Virat. Those words were enough for Virat to know that who was the caller.

And hearing this three words, Virat made a high pitched sound. A sound that fell somewhere between a sob and yelp.

V: BHHUVVVIII......

B: yeah, Vi. Thank God, I thought I am the only one. I was going mad, Viii.

V: Same here, bhai, same here. You don't know how hard it was.

B: Anyone else??

V: I don't know. I feel like I'm living a nightmare. I felt like I lost you all. Ro isn't my Ro. He doesn't remember me. He doesn't mock fights with me. He feels like a stranger Bhuvi. How will I live without irritating him??

Hearing Virat's words, Bhuvi couldn't help but roll his eyes. Of course, Virat will miss irritating Rohit to his heart's content from everything else he could miss.

V: even Mahi bhai treats me like other kids in the team. I'm not Mahi bhai's cheeku yet. Bhuvi, what to do?? I can't sleep in Mahi bhai's lap like before. I'm going mad, Bhuvi. And then there is this stupid phone. Doesn't work fast enough. 2G network sucks and I look chubby, Bhuvi. Can you believe me?? And why didn't you call me before?? You know the way Mahi bhai calls me Virat, I feel like a stranger. Sometimes I even forgot to reply to him when he calls me Virat. It feels so wrong.

Bhuvi couldn't help but smile hearing Virat's rant. Even though he wanted to cry because there Ro and Mahi bhai doesn't remember them. But he wants to smile too because from the past few days everything felt strange and unknown. He was feeling lost.

But Virat's whining and rambling was familiar. It felt like home. He could bear all these strange things with a little source of familiarity.

B: calm down Vi, everything will be fine. We both are in this together, right. We will think of something.

V: but I'm in Sri Lanka. Wait, I'll take a flight back home today and then we will meet and fix everything.

A very excited Vi suggested and Bhuvi, facepalmed. This was so his Vi. This was so his Vi, jumping headfirst in any situation.

B: Virat Kohli, don't you dare...don't forget you're just a normal player now. So, be a good boy, play like I know you can and come back after winning this series. We will meet after that.

V: pakka, we'll meet right.

B: Yeah, I'll meet you in Delhi and even stay in your house. How does that sound??

V: like a perfect plan. Bhuvi, will you call me every day, please. Otherwise, I'll go mad and when the hell did you get your team debut??

Bhuvi couldn't help but smile hearing Virat's words. Definitely, his Virat a mixture of impatience and emotions.

Bhuvi: December if I remember correctly.

V: I'll go mad till then...

Virat sounded absolutely sure about that fact

B: And I'll call you daily if you promise to pay my bill too. You know the plans were kind of expensive in this period and I'm not getting paid as you're.

Bhuvi couldn't help but tease Virat along with this. If he really was the old, innocent Bhuvi he would never have asked Virat for this. But, he is now corrupted by Virat, Harry, Jaddu, Yuzi, Ishant and all.

He could hear Virat huff a laugh from the other end.

V: sure, anything for you Bhuvi darling.

Bhuvi just rolled his eyes at his brother. He thinks he can bear this strange situation a little better, now. After all, he isn't alone now.

They talked a little longer. Virat whining about Mahi bhai, Ro, Shiki, Jinks, and his Nush and how he fainted.

While Bhuvi told him about his family and how they all think he is sick or something.

They chatted for a long time and decided to meet as soon as Vi returns to India. He couldn't help but feel a lot lighter after talking to Vi.

He has his Virat with him and together, they're a little stronger. Together they can face anything.

Together, they'll just fine.

-to be continued-

This part is by our dear Mahiro457. So, excited for the next part guys??