it was a really exciting game,
perhaps it would take a few decades or even centuries for such a spectacular event to happen again.
He, whom we supported, lost the game,
he was very depressed just as we were,
but certainly much much more than we felt.
At a moment I was quite disgusted with the winner,
when I saw him running around the place,
declaring his victory.
But when I started to see things from his angle,
I began to understand that there is nothing so irritating or disgusting in him,
it is just our perspective that makes us blind to the truth;
our bias that bends the fact and distorts the reality.
Honey, I wished that we could cheer together when he won,
but he lost; however, never mind, I think he did not play badminton just to win the gold medal or to get four million, I rather think he plays badminton because he likes it.
And it is so fortunate of him to find an opponent.
It is really lonely and sad to be at top of the pyramid,
where everyone below is trying to climb up and drag you down.
Honey, don't be sad, I love you.
I am so happy to watch the whole game with you.
See, our country is aspiring now,
soon, a legend will be born,
and that is when we will sit together cheer for them again!
I love you.
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