Tuesday, June 2, 2009

My first love

For some reason I keep getting nostalgic these days. Is it because I am jobless and I have nothing to do?? Or is it because of the wonderful reunion that I had with my school friends that has brought back all the wonderful cherished memories to my mind . Forget the crap, whats important is how it all started. When I was in my 3rd standard, my mother wanted me to do something after my school hours. She suggested me trying a hand in music or dance classes or what not. I bluntly refused all her suggestions. The best was when I reluctantly agreed to join a violin class thinking violin was a guitar. Once I entered the first class I rushed out seeing the violin. Poor guruji, he was so embarassed. I guess no student had insulted him like that. We all laugh about the incident till date.
My mother somehow wanted me to be occupied in the evening. She then started taking me to the tennis courts at her college and we would sit and watch the kids there play. For once I was interested to do something worthwhile. This is where the long and never ending love started. I joined tennis classes at the American College and it was instant magic. Words can't describe how I feel when I'm on the tennis court. The feeling I have when I let rip a winner or score a once in a blue moon ace or rush to the net to retrieve a drop shot is amazing. My tennis coaching lessons then shifted to Union Club which was better for my tennis as well as for my life as I made wonderful friends there. I'm really grateful to my mother for persuading me to do something post school hours.
But I started doing something beyond tennis hours after dusk that she would not have expected by any stretch of imagination. When all my friends were using the idiot box to watch James Bond or Rajni Kanth or .............., I started spending hours watching tennis on TV. Fell in instant love with Andre Agassi and Steffi Graf, years before they fell in love and tied the knot. My addiction to tennis was a bit too much as well as my fanaticism for Andre and Steffi. And naturally like every other Agassi and Graf fanatic I detested Pete Sampras and Monica Seles, their chief rivals. I still remember a day when I fell sick after Steffi lost to Seles in the finals of a Grand Slam. And I remember crying when Jim Courier lost an Australian Open quarterfinal against Sampras. Such was my addiction and fanaticism. I modeled my tennis game on Agassi, I even used to wear a bandana while playing. Agassi was the only person who could even use his baldness as a style statement.

Well I clearly don't know what I'm writing. I just wanted to follow the crowd and blog like others. I didn't have a clue as to what my first post should be. Those who have patiently read this, please forgive me. All I intend to say is "I'm an athlete by nature, a tennis player by choice" !! Tennis is my first love and will always be my favourite sport. My favourite players have changed over the years from Andre Agassi to Jim Courier to Pat Rafter to Lleyton Hewitt among the men and from Steffi Graf to the Williams sisters to Kim Clijsters among the women. I hope my next post is more meaningful.
I've realised one thing though.... I'm pathetic at writing :(