India-Pakistan cricket matches can deliver you gift-wrapped to a neurologist, so we should all get medals for just surviving. My most memorable one came in Sydney, 1992. It was the first India-Pakistan World Cup match ever, so the pressure was immense! I remember going in to play clean-shaven for the first time. I’d shaved off my moustache after my failure to win a close match against Australia. The fans crowded into the Sydney Cricket Ground (SCG) were raucous, on both sides. I remember digging out a Wasim Akram yorker, the memory of which still hurts my toe!
Everyone remembers my run-in with Javed Miandad. Letting you in on a national secret: I was needling him from behind the stumps, getting under his skin. I’d raise my gloves to cover my mouth as I spoke. I’d seen him struggle with his back, so was telling our bowlers to pitch it up—that would make him stretch forward, straining his back. Javed tried to shush me, but I kept at it. As a Sachin over ended, he could take it no more and sprung into that famous jump sequence, to let off steam against me! I’d pushed him into reacting; it worked well for us. An angry Azhar asked umpire David Shepherd to intervene. Shepherd handled it well, telling Javed he could send him off, though there was no such rule.
That SCG one was also my last match against Pakistan. For me, it was a story that started with their India tour in 1986/87. We’d played a friendly about seven months earlier, but this was my first ‘official’ encounter: a full series of five Tests and five ODIs. Some of the most intense matches ever! Neither side gave an inch and fought tooth and nail. It was also a series where we made many long-lasting friendships. Between games, I spent a lot of time with guys like Javed and Wasim. One incident stands out in my mind: in the middle of an intense, series-deciding Test at Bangalore, we played Holi. Here were rivals going for the jugular on-field, and celebrating the festival of friendship on the rest day. I can see it vividly—running around the hotel with Javed & Co, trying to douse them with colour. Our chief aim was to push Imran Khan into the water. The entire hotel was splashed in colours and they slapped damages on both sides!