Cherreads

Chapter 97 - Arc 2: Chapter 19 – The Carrom Ball Revelation

Timeline: January 2005

Location: Future Star Academy – Private Training Bay / Sharma Residence, Bangalore

Status:Skill Engineering & Muscle Memory Phase

The clock on the far wall clicked past 1:07 AM.

The sound was sharp in the silence—too sharp.

A reminder that this was not normal.

Most sixteen-year-olds were asleep. Some were sneaking out, some were gaming, some dreaming about centuries they might never score. Rudra Rao Sharma was standing barefoot on synthetic turf, under imported stadium-grade LED lights, holding a cricket ball in a grip that looked wrong.

Painfully wrong.

The private training bay of the Future Star Academy was sealed tight—soundproofed walls, biometric locks, no windows. The lights above mimicked Eden Gardens' glare at full capacity, bleaching shadows, forcing the eyes to adapt. Sweat dripped from Rudra's chin onto the mat below, but not from exertion.

From concentration.

In front of him, a high-speed Phantom camera blinked red, recording at 1,000 frames per second. Every twitch of muscle, every tremor of skin, every fractional change in release angle was being captured, archived, analyzed.

Rudra flexed his fingers once, then pulled up the System UI.

The familiar blue interface bloomed into existence, cool and merciless.

[SYSTEM ANALYSIS: BOWLING LIMITATION]

Current Skill:

[Bowling – Leg Spin] — LVL 22 (ELITE)

Strengths:

• Control: High

• Drift: Moderate

• Variations: Standard set (Leg-break, Top-spinner, Slider)

Bottleneck Identified:

→ Predictability

At the U-19 National / Master tier, elite batsmen can read wrist orientation 0.3 seconds before release.

Threat Entity Example:

Ishaan Kulkarni (MASTER)

→ Pattern recognition accuracy: 92%

Conclusion:

Current arsenal insufficient to breach Classical Purity defense.

Requirement:

A delivery that violates visual expectation without violating bowling action.

Projected Innovation:

🟣 [The Carrom Ball]

Difficulty:

🔴 S-Rank

→ Requires extreme finger dexterity

→ 10,000+ repetitions for neural locking

→ High risk of finger ligament damage during early phase

Rudra exhaled slowly.

"In 2005," he muttered, "this doesn't exist."

In India, spin bowling was still a religion of wrists. Prasanna. Chandrasekhar. Kumble. Even Harbhajan—everything revolved around rotation, revolutions, side-spin.

The finger was just a support.

That was the lie.

🧠 INTERNAL LOG: LEGACY MIND [46y]

I've seen the future.

I've watched Ajantha Mendis dismantle world-class batsmen who had no idea what they were seeing.

I've heard Ashwin explain it frame by frame on YouTube, twenty years too early.

This isn't spin.

It's misdirection.

And misdirection always begins at the smallest point of contact.

Rudra looked down at the table beside him.

No cones.

No medicine balls.

A carrom board.

Old. Polished. The wooden surface bore tiny scars from years of play. At its center lay a heavy ivory striker.

This was where it began.

Muscle Memory Engineering

Rudra stripped off his bowling glove and taped only the base of his middle finger, leaving the tip exposed. He rolled his shoulder once, then sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the board.

Snap.

The striker shot across the board, clean and straight, smashing into a cluster of black coins.

Snap.

Again.

Snap.

The movement was minimal—no wrist, no arm, no shoulder. Just the middle finger, compressed, coiled, released.

Above him, skeletal sensors designed by Zero mapped micro-movements in real time. A holographic overlay showed finger velocity, tendon stress, neural firing lag.

[TRAINING MODE ACTIVE]

Skill Focus: Proprioception – Finger Dexterity

Primary Muscle Group: Flexor digitorum profundus (Middle Finger)

Neural Load: High

Progress: 8% → 12% → 15%

⚠️ Warning: Localized inflammation detected.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

Two hours passed.

Sweat pooled on the board. Rudra's finger burned—deep, sharp, electric pain radiating into his palm. His brain screamed for him to stop.

He didn't.

🧠 LEGACY MIND [46y]

This is how you beat perfection.

Not with more tradition.

With an angle they never trained to see.

At 2:54 AM, he stood up.

Picked up a cricket ball.

The First Transformation

The grip looked unnatural.

The ball sat deep in his palm, thumb anchoring it, the side of his middle finger pressed against the seam—not under it, not over it. Hidden. Concealed.

From the batsman's view?

A slider.

Maybe a wrong'un.

Nothing special.

Rudra walked back to his mark.

Short run-up. Side-on action. Identical to his leg-break.

No tells.

No changes.

He released.

But instead of rolling his wrist, he flicked.

The middle finger snapped forward like a striker.

Whiiirrr.

The sound was wrong.

Higher pitched. Sharper. Almost angry.

The ball landed on leg-stump line.

Then—

It deviated.

Not drift.

Not turn.

A sudden, violent change of direction.

It hissed across the mat and slammed into middle stump.

CRACK.

Silence swallowed the room.

The camera beeped, saving the clip.

The System froze for half a second.

Then—

[CRITICAL SUCCESS]

🎯 Skill Unlocked:The Carrom Ball – Prototype

Level: 01 (Apprentice)

Effects:

• Deviation: +15%

• Visual Deception: +40%

• Wrist Action Consistency: 100% maintained

System Note:

You have successfully pre-dated a global cricketing innovation by 3 years.

Rudra stared at the stumps.

Then he laughed.

Soft. Quiet. Almost feral.

The Silent Witness

A presence shifted behind him.

Rudra turned.

Coach Vasudevan stood at the doorway.

He hadn't spoken.

Hadn't moved.

He had seen the last ten balls.

His face—usually composed, analytical—was stripped bare.

Shock.

Disbelief.

Fear.

"Rudra…" Vasudevan said hoarsely. "That ball—"

He swallowed.

"I've played forty years of cricket. I've seen Prasanna. I've seen Chandra. That delivery… that cannot happen from that wrist position."

Rudra wiped his face with a towel, pulse steady.

"It can," he said simply. "If you stop thinking about spin and start thinking about impulse."

Vasudevan stepped closer. "If you bowl that to the Mumbai boys—Kulkarni included—they won't read it. They'll be gone before their brain finishes processing the bounce."

Rudra's eyes hardened.

"I'm not using it in Zonals."

Vasudevan blinked. "What?"

"This is not a domestic trick," Rudra said. "This is a World Cup weapon. Final over. Pressure at 100%. When everyone thinks they know me."

Vasudevan felt a chill crawl up his spine.

"You're not a prodigy," he whispered. "You're a predator."

Rudra didn't deny it.

Hiding the Weapon

At the table, Rudra typed a message.

Rudra → Meera:

Private Bay lockdown. 24/7. No staff, no scouts. Label it 'Software Calibration.'

Meera:

Done. Clean paper trail.

🧠 LEGACY MIND [46y]

If they see it once, they'll adapt.

A weapon revealed too early becomes a gimmick.

This stays in the dark.

Janavi's Healing

At 4:30 AM, Rudra reached home.

His middle finger was swollen, purple, raw.

Janavi was already awake, kneading dough.

She looked up once—and froze.

"Rudra," she said softly, taking his hand. "What did you do?"

"A new delivery, Ma."

She didn't ask for details.

She warmed oil infused with herbs, massaging gently, firmly.

[BUFF ACTIVE: MOTHER'S HEALING]

Effects:

• Inflammation: -80%

• Neural Sensitivity: +10%

The Callous of the Master begins to form.

"The finger is just a messenger," Janavi said quietly. "The strength comes from the heart."

Rudra closed his eyes.

Rumors Begin

🎙️ NCA SCOUTING LOG – CONFIDENTIAL

Rudra Sharma remains an enigma. Public nets show nothing extraordinary. However, night security reports hearing a sharper 'snap' sound from the private bay. Possibility of an undisclosed variation. Monitor discreetly.

The Secret

As dawn broke, Rudra sat on his bed, flexing his finger.

A striker.

A weapon.

A lie waiting to be told.

[SYSTEM UPDATE]

Bowling – Spin: LVL 22 → LVL 24 (ELITE+)

Focus: +2

Deception: +5

Current Sync: 99.1%

💰 FSG CAPITAL TICKER – JAN 2005

• GOOG ↑ 4.8%

• NVDA ↑ 3.2%

• Cash: ₹16.2 Crores

SYSTEM THOUGHT:

The shield is public.

The sword is hidden.

Ishaan Kulkarni thinks he knows my limits.

He doesn't know I've just changed the game.

Next Chapter:

Arc 2: Chapter 20 – The Fast-Twitch Muscle

When strength finally catches up to intent.

More Chapters