Colombo Diary, Day 2: When Cricket Moves an Economy - India vs Pakistan
The India-Pakistan match isn't just sport. It's inventory. It's occupancy rates. It's airline yield management. Colombo knows exactly what kind of weekend this is.
- Rica Roy
- Updated: February 12, 2026 10:46 pm IST
Colombo doesn't wake up quietly on India-Pakistan week. It hums. By 8 am, Galle Road is already loud with tuk-tuks, hotel vans and cricket chatter. Outside Premadasa Stadium, a loose human queue has formed - part hope, part desperation. There's no official ticket counter selling anything anymore, but that hasn't stopped people from showing up. Cricket teaches optimism like nothing else. I meet Aslam near a tea stall opposite Khettarama. He's flown in from Karachi. No ticket. No backup plan.
"Black mein bhi mile toh le lenge," he shrugs, stirring his milk tea. Even if it's on the black market, he'll buy.
Next to him is Faizan, also from Karachi, refreshing resale websites on his phone.
"Eight hundred dollars," he says, shaking his head. That's just for a seat. Forget flights. Forget hotels.
A few steps away, Roshan Esgire from Colombo has come with friends, hoping for a miracle. "No ticket is available," he tells me simply, like someone delivering weather news.
From Premadasa, I walk toward Pettah, where travel agents have suddenly become match consultants. Every second shop window advertises Colombo-Delhi flights in fading marker ink. The numbers keep changing. Yesterday's fare is today's fantasy.
Delhi to Colombo economy: Rs 1.10 lakh.
Business class: north of Rs 2 lakh.
Mumbai and Bengaluru not far behind.
For many fans, just getting here now costs more than watching the game.
At Ramada Colombo, Vivek Karkhoven is running between meetings. The lobby smells of nervous excitement.
"We're looking at a 30-40 percent jump in business," he tells me. "There was uncertainty till the last moment. We didn't know if this match would even happen. Now suddenly - boom."
Suitcases roll past us. An Indian family checks in.
Down the road near Galle Sea Face Hotel, Santosh Menon from the Lanka India Business Association laughs when I ask him about ticket prices.
"I paid far too much," he admits. His brother-in-law flew in from the UK. No chances taken. Now he's hearing tickets might be cheaper elsewhere.
"I'm unhappy about the investment," he says, smiling. "But that's cricket."
That word - investment - keeps coming up.
This match isn't just sport. It's inventory. It's occupancy rates. It's airline yield management. Colombo knows exactly what kind of weekend this is.
What people don't see on television is how close this all came to not happening.
It was Sri Lanka Cricket's email to the ICC that nudged Pakistan back to the table after boycott threats. One letter helped revive an entire weekend economy. In Colombo's hotels and cafes, that email might as well be framed.
At Barefoot Café near Independence Square, I overhear three Indian fans debating Surya versus Babar while waiting for pol sambol eggs. Behind them, a couple from Melbourne scrolls through resale apps. At Dutch Hospital, bar staff prepare for extended hours. Around Bambalapitiya, guesthouses are fully booked, WhatsApp groups buzzing with last-minute room swaps.
Everyone has a stake.
Inside Premadasa later, standing on concrete steps that will soon hold 35,000 bodies, it finally hits me: nearly 90 percent of this crowd will be Indian. They've arrived from Dubai, London, Toronto, Bengaluru. They've paid absurd airfares. They've hunted tickets across Telegram channels and Facebook groups. And they've come anyway.
Because India-Pakistan isn't optional.
It's pilgrimage.
Outside the stadium gates, unofficial sellers whisper prices like traders on Dalal Street. Nearby, coconut vendors do brisk business. Police officers try to maintain order.
For Sri Lanka, this match is a recovery window.
Rooms filled. Flights packed. Restaurants busy. Tuk-tuks booked. Cash registers ringing from Kollupitiya to Wellawatte.
Cricket's greatest rivalry has once again done what few policy decisions can - it's injected momentum into a fragile economy.
By evening, as I drive past Beira Lake, Colombo feels electric in a way that only sport can create. The city isn't just hosting a game. It's hosting hope.
When India plays Pakistan, emotions travel first. Money follows quickly after.
And Colombo, for one extraordinary weekend, gets to collect both.
