To Rage against the dying night.

It’s been three days since I caught some good sleep. And my expectations from a ‘good’ sleep session is on the lower end of three straight hours. A newborn baby is capable of wreaking havoc on the best laid plans, and sleep is usually the first victim. My body started to demand some shut eye time. With the test series between India and Australia hanging in balance, there was no way my mind would permit that. The last day of the last match was setup for an intriguing spell of test cricket — 98 overs, 324 runs to get. 5th day pitch. Uneven bounce had announced its arrival on day 4. The stage was set…