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Wasim Akram opens up on his struggles with cocaine addiction

In upcoming autobiography, Akram says habit developed after retirement as he craved for the adrenaline rush of competition
Pakistan fast bowler Wasim Akram celebrating a wicket during his playing days. Photo: Agencies/File
Pakistan fast bowler Wasim Akram celebrating a wicket during his playing days. Photo: Agencies/File

Legendary cricketer Wasim Akram, widely considered the best left-arm bowler to grace the cricket field, has opened up about his struggles with cocaine addiction after his playing career ended in an upcoming autobiography Sultan: A Memoir.

Akram, currently a successful commentator, is Pakistan’s leading wicket-taker in both Test and ODI cricket. He bade farewell to the game in 2003 after an 18-year international career. He has since been involved in coaching and commentary.

In excerpts from his book, which were published alongside an interview by English publication The Times, the left-armer reveals that he developed the cocaine habit after his retirement as he craved a “substitute for the adrenaline rush of competition”.

He said he kicked the habit after the death of his first wife Huma in 2009.

“I liked to indulge myself; I liked to party,” he writes in the book. “The culture of fame in south Asia is all consuming, seductive and corrupting. You can go to ten parties a night, and some do. And it took its toll on me. My devices turned into vices.

“Worst of all, I developed a dependence on cocaine. It started innocuously enough when I was offered a line at a party in England; my use grew steadily more serious, to the point that I felt I needed it to function.

“It made me volatile. It made me deceptive. Huma, I know, was often lonely in this time… she would talk of her desire to move to Karachi, to be nearer her parents and siblings. I was reluctant. Why? Partly because I liked going to Karachi on my own, pretending it was work when it was actually about partying, often for days at a time.

“Huma eventually found me out, discovering a packet of cocaine in my wallet… ‘You need help.’ I agreed. It was getting out of hand. I couldn’t control it. One line would become two, two would become four; four would become a gram, a gram would become two. I could not sleep. I could not eat. I grew inattentive to my diabetes, which caused me headaches and mood swings. Like a lot of addicts, part of me welcomed discovery: the secrecy had been exhausting.”