Remembering Tikanjoo

Posted on March 31, 2007
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Owais Mughal

I grew up playing tape ball cricket on Karachi streets. Every evening, I was usually the first one to put a broken chair as wickets in the center of the street, put tape on the balls, mark creases with a chalk, and put a stone as the bowling mark.

(Photo to the right is of a street cricket player from Chitral, Pakistan.)

Slowly other boys from the neighbor hood would come out and the game would start. In those early minutes of set up, a boy from the neighborhood helped me a lot. He was a domestic helper in one of the homes and used to get a permanently bald cut from the local barber. So people started calling him ‘ganjay’. And some with lesser formal education started calling him ‘takloo.’

After a Hajj season our cricket team suddenly got some more bald players who had recently became one after performing the holy ritual.

This caused a big confusion in our local team on how to distinguish between so many bald players.

After serious deliberation in a local ‘shoora’ (cabinet) meeting of neighborhood boys it was unanimously decided to name our original ganja guy as ‘Tikanjoo’.

The logic behind this nomenclature was:

Ganja + Takloo = Tikanjoo

Other guys also got some creative names like Ganja II, Kojak, Bald Eagle etc.

(Photo to the left is from Quetta, Pakistan and it shows ingenuity of players who have built the cricket wicket by stacking up stones.)

Now Tikanjoo had great passion for cricket. Sometimes I used to see him waiting for me to put wickets on the street so that he can get a break from his employers and come out to play. I would then send him to other houses in neighborhood to ring call bells and ask the ‘V.I.P cricketers’ who needed a daily invitation to play cricket to come out.

Tikanjoo bowled really fast jerk balls. He had a perfectly smooth run up of a fast bowler. He would run his 32 steps, jump in his stride but then throw tape ball like a stone released from a catapult with out circling his arm over. To get a better picture, imagine Shoaib Akhter bowling in a fluttering ‘shalwar qameez’ and wearing Bata’s ‘hawai chappal’ (flat open slip-ons.) But man o man, Tikanjoo was fast!

(I took this photograph in June 2005. Temperature at that time was 45 degree centigrade in Islamabad. It shows the passion of cricket. These players are using a trash can as the wicket.)

Poet Zameer Jaffri once said a ‘sher’ (couplet) about the West Indian fast bowler Wes Hall which perfectly fits the way Tikanjoo used to bowl in our steet. It goes like this:

shor utha ke Hall aata hai, khel ka intaqaal aata hai
Hall se pehle ball aati hai, ball se pehle Hall aata hai

If any batsman didn’t get out with technically correct bowling then we used to bring out our secret weapon. the Tikanjoo. Due to incorrect bowling action of Tikanjoo, batsmen would complain but in street cricket it was to no avail. After ‘Tikanjoo’ was unleashed then more often than not, he would get the wicket of the well set batsman.

As a rule of street cricket, a direct hit in neighbourhood homes is considered out.

(Photo to the right is from Quetta, Pakistan. It shows multiple cricket games going on at the same street.)

If someone got out in such manner, we used to request Tikanjoo to be a useful member of the team and prove his loyalty by bringing back the ball. He would then climb walls, pipes, windows, anything and reach roofs in no time and retrieve the ball for us.

Then one day Tikanjoo found work in another neighborhood and left our locality. He was talked about for few days and then everyone forgot about him. We grew up into our current roles of life. Nobody knows what happened to Tikanjoo after few months.

I hope wherever Tikanjoo is, he is fine and enjoying the cricket as much as he did in our childhood. He must be close to 50 years of age in 2018. At this moment I don’t even recall his real name but I just thought about him and it brought a smile to me and thus I wanted to share above lines with you.

(Photo to the above left is our street in Federal-B-Area, Karachi — where Tikanjoo used to bowl his super fast throws. The street looks deserted without a cricket wicket in the center and all the care free boys of yesteryears having grown up into men with responsibilities.)

Before ending this post, I also want to share a ‘sher’ which my friend Amjad Hussain first shared with me:

jab cricket khela karte the,

osay wicket banaya karte the

hum jis se pani peete the,

woh matka aakhir toot gaya

53 responses to “Remembering Tikanjoo”

  1. Owais Mughal says:

    Dear Zakoota, yes I remember the ‘first ball try ball’ :) :) phenomenon. Another terminology was ‘khalifa’. It was used for the captains who would promote themselves in battting order over other deserving batsmen :)

  2. Aqil Sajjad says:

    A tape ball can also be reverse swung like a real cricket ball by shining one side and letting the other get dirty. I remember being able to swing the tape ball, but never had any success in swinging the hard ball.

  3. zakoota says:

    Very nice post indeed. This has brought so many memories back when I use to play cricket in the same fashion. One thing just came into my mind about this women, we used to call her “ainkoon wali”,as she used to wear thick glasses and was maintaining her lawn all the time and would never give our ball back. We all had to contribute 1 rupee each in order to get a new ball. A ‘tiger’ brand tennis ball costed Rs.5 and Dunlop would cost Rs.15. Anyways so many balls she kept and never returned. I remember she was looking at us from somewhere and would come out at the same time when the ball would hit her gate or go inside. W e all used to hide away when she would come out and start staring. She’d say ‘kabhi parh bhi liya karo, pata nahi tum logoon ko aur kohi kaam nahi’. I heard a few years back she died, may Allah SWT rest her soul in peace, Ameen.

    Those times were fun. I wish i could turn back the clock. The night tournament started just a few weeks before our matric exams, now this was a tough decision as I was an ultra fast bowler and a match winner for our team and my team was so much dependent on me and yes definately I was a hard hitting batsman too. It was common in those times that all good players were both batsman and bowler, so anyways, I used to sneak out in the night and played almost all matches but unfortunately my team couldn’t win :(

    One thing more I’d mention here if you are out on the very first ball, there was always this excuse, ‘o yaar try ball thee’ lol

    O my goodness, lovely lovey times those were :)

  4. Saad says:

    Ah well since everyone is recounting their old days, so should I.

    We were not allowed to play Cricket in our school (Ibne Sina College, Lahore). Therefore no one would bring actual bats to the school lest they get punished for it. But being true to our Pakistani blood we had invented ways to make makeshift bats :D.
    We used to fasten examination clipboards with thick books with heavy binds, and this instrument used to act as our bat :D.

    I also remember shattering the windows of one our classes while playing, after which both the teams went MIA (missing in action :D).

  5. Saad says:

    Adnan – tape makes the otherwise ‘hairy’ ball – smooth, it improves its aerodynamics :D thats why the added speed.

    And yes, you’re right about the ganji ball spinning more, because it’s pure rubber against a hard surface :D

    And how can you people forget the term..

    Reloo Katta: A player who plays from both sides :D

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