A. Make a diary entry (in approximately 100 words).
Write about how you felt today when you met your
favourite sports person
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Dear diary
11:51pm
Today I meet my favourite cricket player MS dhoni. I woke up at 6 am . After completing all work . I was sitting free at 2 pm my friend called . She told me that she is going to meet MS Dhoni is in paradise hotel . I was so excited after listening that my favourite player is coming in my city .Sagar. me and my friends Riya , Arci , and Sonal planned to meet MS Dhoni . at 5:00pm in evening we went to hotel paradise to meet him . I saw that there were so many people . they all are came to meet Dhoni, at 5:30 MS Dhoni came to the hotel . We were all are trying to get the autograph of MS Dhoni . We got it successfully . At 6:30 we decided to go back home.At 7:00 I was at home . I'm so happy.
Yours sincerely,
DOggy
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Kolkata is known as the ‘city of joy’ and it certainly turned out to be one for me on the night of January 29th. The city has an old colonial charm about it and it is one of the few metros in the country where people do not seem to be in a hurry.
Talking about hurry, I seldom reach an airport early and invariably end up running to catch the flight. I ran this night as well, but it was not for a flight. Now, I don't have any rationale to justify this bad habit of mine but my mother says that I just reach late for the thrill of it. Strangely, on this auspicious Sunday when my wife and I were returning from my in-laws’ place; I wanted to be on time. This was mainly because I had planned to meet an old friend at the airport.
But the epic 2017 Australian Open finals between Roger Federer & Rafal Nadal ensured that my friend was glued to the television set and he did not make it to the airport. So, I had the option of either risking my flight and going to the Kolkata city to meet him or to drop the meeting plan altogether.
With a cocktail of ideas in my head, I completed the security check. As soon as I had picked my hand baggage, though, I noticed a man with black curly hairs on a go-kart being escorted by security personnel. I turned to my wife and asked, “Is it Sachin?”
She said yes and we decided to run behind. Within a couple of seconds she realised that she had left her mobile phone at the security counter, so she decided to go back and asked me to continue the chase. I ran but gave up the hope when Sachin stepped out of the kart and took the elevator to go one level down.
My feeling at this moment was similar to what I used to feel every time Sachin got out in his playing days. I came back disappointed and told my wife that he was gone. Her response was, “So what? Let’s go down”.
We again began the chase again. A CISF guard who was witness to our excitement told us to run fast and assured us that we will get to meet the cricket god. So, we came down and by now Sachin was at the boarding gate. It felt as though the third umpire had given me a reprieve.