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As a player Saina
has improved consistently over a
period of time. She has started depending mainly on her low serves which straightaway gives
her an advantage to go on the
offensive. Also at times she gets a
quick point when the opponents make an error
on the service returnitself. This strategy looks easy but is difficult to implement since one can
easily get caught if the player is not
fast enough to respond to a good
return of serve. She is extremely confident at the net While dribbling which gives her a
lot of weak mid~court returns. Again
this is easier said than done. It
needs hours and hours of tireless practice to master the dribble. She has a good hit as well
which is so important to finish a
rally and score a point. She is
prepared to Wait for the right oppoitunities to finish the rally. Sometimes it could present
itselfin the second or third
stroke itself and on many occasions one might
have to wait longer. This requires patience and a lot of self confidence in stroke-making. Obviously
Saina has both these qualities which
are helping her win matches.
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A
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B
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Consistently
Dribbling
Extremely
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a) hitting and bouncing the shuttlecock
b) happening in the same way and continuing for a period of
time
c) clearly
d) well known
e) to a very high degree
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A
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B
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1. Karl Marx
2. Bloody Sunday
3. Woodrow Wilson
4. Serbia
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a. America
b. Bosnia Herzegovina
c. Das Capital
d. Treaty of Versailles
e. Russia
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We instinctively turn to outdoor
activities and nature as a way of relaxing and enhancing our well- being. Nature soothes and nurtures. Nature
fulfils and motivates. Nature whispers and commands. Are you listening ? When l do, it leaves me in complete awe. We have a hibiscus plant in our garden.
Every fortnight a flower blooms on it - big, bright and tender. Through the day it smiles with the sun and
dances with the wind, but as evening approaches, it starts wilting. The morning after, it withers completely
and by evening it falls and becomes one with the earth again. The flower comes to life only for a day, yet it
does so in full splendour. What if we too lived our life, however short, to its fullest ? We went to a rocky beach and saw the spread
of the majestic ocean and the rocks alongside, carved, sculpted and shaped by the water. Water is
so gentle, rock so hard, yet, as the water flows over it every day, for years, the rock gives in. lt takes the
shape that the water commands. Our problems are so oopg and we are so small, yet if we persist... We saw small bits of grass peeping through
the small cracks in a concrete pavement. It left us thinking: however impossible things may look, there
is always an opening... ‘ We saw a
tree bare of all leaves in the cold winter months. We thought its chapter was
over. But three months passed, spring
set in and the tree was back to its green majesty once again, full of leaves,
flowers, birds and life. What if we
too had the conviction that, however difficult things are right now, it will
not remain sofor ever. Remember, this
too shall pass. We saw an army of ants
lugging a fly which was at least ten times the ant's size. The ants
organized themselves around the fly,
lifted it on frail feelers and carried it to quite a distance. Their teamwork
and perseverance were impressive. What
if we too are consistent, organized, focused... Spider webs are delicate, yet very strong. A rainbow
colours the entire sky. Oysters take in a grain of sand they open up
with a pearl. innumerable stars shine
across the infinite sky. Clouds take new shapes with every passing moment. The wind makes trees dance with unhindered
passion. Water, without hint of ego, changes its form according to the dictates of the sun and the wind.
When we see a caterpillar turn into a butterfly, a flower turn into a fruit, we experience the alchemy of
nature...we touch it and become gold ourselves.
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There was a roaring in the wind all night;
The rain came heavily and fell in floods;
But now the sun is rising calm and bright;
The birds are singing in the distant woods;
Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broods;
The Jay makes answer as the Magpie chatters;
And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of water
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All things that love the sun are out of doors;
The sky rejoices in the morning's birth;
The grass is bright with rain-drops;--on the moors
The hare is running races in her mirth;
And with her feet she from the plashy earth
Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun,
Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run
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Word
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Rhyme from the poem
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One
rhyme of your own
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birth
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