Mohammed Farook, Mushtaq Khan and Tanveer Riaz spent four weeks savouring the festivities of ICC Cricket World Cup in South Africa.

Here they share their experiences from the terraces with ASIAN IMAGE readers.

Unfortunately or in this case unfortunately we missed the thumping at the hands of the Aussies as we didn't have a ticket....unaware of things to come.

First stop Cape Town a beautiful city, right at the southern tip of Africa, on the Atlantic Ocean with Table Mountain as the backdrop.

The city's main attractions included Robben Island where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for much of his sentence and Karamat on Robben Island, the tomb of a Muslim saint.

Unlike most fans we managed to stay at Camps Bay, the most exclusive part of Cape Town , which was cheap by our standards.

The locals - with a large Muslim population - all seemed to be supporting Pakistan. And so to the England game...well the less said the better. The Pakistan fans easily outnumbered the English, and as soon as Waqar lost the toss it was an uphill struggle.

Shoaib Ahktar bowled the fastest ball ever, and then scored the highest score by a number 11 batsman in the history of one day cricket. Not good enough. At least local lad Anderson had the game of his life.

So on to Paarl and Holland, a beautiful place about an hours drive from Cape Town. Even for us northerners it was hot. Although the stands were empty, there were a lot of schoolkids on the grass embankments who soon learnt the words 'Pakistan Zindabad'. The only highlight - Wasim became the first player to reach the milestone of 500 one day wickets. We all had a sneaky feeling that we didn't score enough runs that day.

The big game awaited...India at the Centurion. The atmosphere was electric and both sets of fans were jovial and friendly for much of the game.

The Indian crowd outnumbered us and the stadium was the best one we visited. We batted well but when Tendulkar started thumping 98mph deliveries for six we knew India were on the way. Cha Cha Cricket (pictured centre above), was in full voice until the final 10 overs when even he sensed we were in trouble.

We couldn't get to Zimbabwe and Indian fans had advised us not to travel...apparently there was a petrol shortage in the country. We watched the demise of the Pakistanis from a hotel in Sun City...well all two hours of it.