airports and stadiums

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"I'M BACK!" Keerthy whisper-yelled as she landed in the Mumbai Airport. "KL is gonna flip!" she thought. She then quickly made her way to the baggage counter hoping not to bump into fans. Don't get her wrong. Keerthy loves her fans a lot. But sometimes they just take a lot of time and once she ends up going late to an award show. With her suitcase in tow, she made her way through the airport, her heart racing with every step closer to home.

Exiting the airport, she hailed a cab and settled into the backseat, her mind buzzing with thoughts of the reunion awaiting her. The drive through the bustling streets of Mumbai felt like a journey through time, each familiar landmark stirring up memories of her childhood.

As the cab pulled up to her apartment building, Keerthy's excitement reached its peak. She paid the driver and grabbed her suitcase, practically bounding up the steps to her front door. Unlocking the door, she stepped inside her cozy apartment, taking in the familiar sights and smells that she had missed dearly.

The apartment was a reflection of Keerthy's vibrant personality, with colorful decor adorning the walls and cozy furnishings scattered throughout. The living room boasted a plush sofa and armchairs, adorned with throw pillows and soft blankets. A large window bathed the room in natural light, offering a view of the bustling city below.

Keerthy quickly freshened up, exchanging her travel-worn clothes for a stylish outfit. She opted for a pair of distressed jeans, a fitted white tee, and a leather jacket, completing the look with a pair of ankle boots. Running a hand through her short hair, she checked her reflection in the mirror, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.

"Alright, Keerthy, let's do this," she muttered to herself, her excitement palpable. Grabbing her keys and phone, she made her way to the parking garage, where her prized possession awaited - a sleek black Mustang that she had treated herself to after signing her first major contract.

Slipping behind the wheel, Keerthy felt a surge of adrenaline as she started the engine, the roar of the powerful car filling the air. With a sense of purpose driving her forward, she navigated the familiar streets of Mumbai, each turn bringing her closer to her destination - the cricket stadium.

As she drove, memories flooded her mind - the cheers of the crowd, the thrill of victory, the cricket team who became her second family. She couldn't wait to see them again. 

Finally, she arrived at the stadium, the sight of the towering lights and bustling crowds filling her with a sense of homecoming. Stepping out of her car, she took a moment to soak it all in, the familiar sights and sounds washed over her like a warm embrace.

"Here we go," she said, her voice tinged with excitement as she made her way toward the entrance, ready to embark on the next chapter of her journey. With a newfound sense of purpose, Keerthy stepped through the gates, eager to meet the others.


As Keerthy made her way through the bustling corridors of the stadium, her heart raced with anticipation. The familiar sights and sounds of cricketing life enveloped her, filling her with a sense of nostalgia. She could hear the echo of laughter and banter from the sidelines, drawing her closer to her friends and teammates.

Spotting the familiar faces of Rohit, KL Rahul, Virat, Shubman, Ishan, Jaiswal, Siraj, Bumrah, Hardik, and the others gathered together, Keerthy couldn't help but smile. They were engrossed in conversation, their camaraderie evident in the way they laughed and joked with each other.

With a playful smirk, Keerthy approached them, her footsteps echoing against the concrete floor. "Well, well, well, look who's having fun without me," she quipped, her voice laced with mock indignation.

KL Rahul, catching sight of her, turned with a grin and instantly enveloped her in a warm hug. "Keerthy! You're finally here!" he exclaimed, his laughter mingling with hers as he squeezed her tightly.

The others turned their attention towards her, their faces lighting up with surprise and delight. Shubman, Ishan, and Jaiswal, always up for mischief, exchanged mischievous glances before launching themselves at Keerthy, tackling her to the ground in a playful heap.

"Hey, watch it!" Keerthy laughed, her voice muffled as she found herself buried beneath her friends. She struggled to wriggle free, but their combined efforts proved too much, and she found herself pinned to the ground, surrounded by laughter and camaraderie.

"Missed you, Keerthy!" Shubman grinned, offering her a hand up as the others joined in, pulling her to her feet with playful banter.

Keerthy dusted herself off, a wide grin spreading across her face as she looked around at the familiar faces of her cricketing family. "Missed you guys too," she admitted, her voice tinged with genuine affection. "But hey, I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere."


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