Letter to MS.Dhoni

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Kottukkara

23 August 2020
 



Dear captain cool,

I hope that you and your family is safe from the corona virus.It is disappointing that a legend like you retired. Not only for me but for all the Indians and we are so grateful for all that you had done for us and our nation

One way to look at your career is through your great statistics.You have been one of the most successful captain taking India to the top of the world. Definitely you will be part of history as one of the best batsman among the greatest cricketing captains and probably one of the best wicket keeper in the world has seen.

you are blessed with great decision making capacity in the game, not only in the game also in the real life. You had handled tough situations with ease. Your style of finishing the match, my favorite was in the world cup 2011 finals will be forever in the public memory for generations.Of course everyone should retire from the career once, to give opportunities to the youngsters who are well inspired by you. Your message from your life and game gives strength and inspiration to crores of youngsters.where we come from does not  matter as long as we know where we are headed - this spirit  inspired many youngsters.No matter you lose or win,your calm head remained the same in victory or defeat, which is very important lesson for every youth.

Hope your family get to spend more time with you now.I also thank them because without their sacrifice and support nothing would have been possible.

Wishing you the very best for your future.

Your sincerely

Mohammed Ishan

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