Two Golds

My face was already looking dull when the official was measuring our temperatures. There was no anomaly with those , so Ravi couldn't get it why I looked so sick on the day of our finals.

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Cheers from our fellow Indians welcomed us to the badminton court. I started feeling the adrenaline rush when I heard our names, but my heart wasn't feeling it. You need to tell Ravi now, it said.

They say that the heart wants what it wants, or else it doesn't care. We had a rocky start, we were trailing behind at 3-11. I could see frustration lined on Ravi's forehead, but he kept quiet.

Suddenly he grabbed my shoulders and looked at my eyes. His hold was more comforting than harsh. We can do this, he told through his eyes.

"Yes we can do this."

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We took the first set under our name and now were at the critical second set . At 20-18 , I was completely exhausted. We could have a chance to get back in the third set if we lose it , but I was in desperate need for rest.

Just one more point.

I lifted myself off to have my last smash of this year in response to the opposite's serve. It perfectly whizzed past them and made its fall just on the mid service line.

Ravi gave me a big hug amidst the loud cheers from the stand.

We won.

He whispered, "We are getting the gold babe."

"Nah, 2 golds to be exact," I grinned.