Narrative Essay On Cricket Match

It was a sunny day with a pinch of relief as the cool wind breezed across the surface. My team members and I met at the intersection outside the Indian Embassy. We were getting prepared for the first game of the season; all the boys were pumped with excitement. We were pitched against the defending champions of the last season, KCTC, every team feared them. We got into the car and headed to the ground. I had a weird feeling in my stomach. I had played a lot of matches before, but this was different. This was the first time I was leading the team. I had to lead my team to victory to boast up the spirit for the rest of the season. With this in my mind I put my headphones on, lay back and closed my eyes, to give myself some rest and calmness. It seemed to be a bright day and I had a good feeling about the match. I wasn’t able to sleep as I kept thinking in my mind, should I open the innings or

It was a bit tough but comfortable enough to spend the night. We tried to sleep but it felt like God didn’t want us to sleep as the ground kept moving. We got out of the car a couple of times, but at the end gave up and decided to just close our eyes and sleep. Initially I wasn’t able to sleep as I was curious and somewhere inside still scared but eventually my eyes closed and I slept. The next morning, we woke up and felt that everything was dream, but that thought was soon shattered as, when I got out of the car and looked around I could again hear the same noise and had the same feeling. This went on for a month and we survived. It’s a kind of experience which makes me look at the world with a new perspective. Everyday seems like a new opportunity. Moreover, it taught me to respect the nature because everything has consequences and the more we exploit it, the harder it’s going to retaliate with no mercy and the aftereffects might be to severe to