I'm just getting back from a game of tennis.... It feels nice to have the sun shining on your face once again.... The warmth is special. The sun's caress feels like the touch of a baby's hand on your face....
It's nice to have been able to break out of the last 4 or 5 months of literal house arrest, imposed by the unforgiving climate.... I'm reminded of a scene from the well crafted movie "Bharathi" ---- a scene where Subramanya Bharathi comes home with a cart full of books, unpacks the sacks, picks out a book and reads P. B. Shelly's lines ---- "If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?", keeping himself totally out of his immediate physical surroundings and getting drowned in that piece by Shelly.... :) Oh! Subramanya Bharathi! What an admirer and what a creator!!!!
It was a good game of tennis - an engrossing singles 3-setter. It feels nice to be able to get the limbs to move again. It feels like you want to put into use all the theoretical observations you've made when you've followed all the French Open and Wimbledon tournaments during those good old summer holidays. One player, who all of a sudden seems to dominate the thoughts, is Jana Novotna ---- becuase of the beautiful serve and volley game that she used to put out there for everyone to see....
The good old days of badminton are always cherished.... The few days of tennis I've had so far in my life have been equally close to heart. These racquet games - badminton, tennis and table tennis - the only 3 of this category that I've tried - are pretty cool.
It's always a very special feeling to discover that you're picking up a new game decently well. It's like the feeling you get when you start floating in 6 feet or more of water on the 5th. or the 6th. day of your swimming classes.... You feel in such great harmony with the world. Some feelings are incomparable. They're like the nap that you go into when you put your head to rest on your grandmother's lap or on your mom's lap.
Every game has got a lot to teach. Each time you play the same game one more time, you learn something new, not only about that particular game, but about life in general. Each time you take to a new game, learn it and get used to it, you learn something - once again, towards life in general. You get a feeling similar to what Vasco Da Gama would have experienced when he first saw the Indian sub-continent.
This post is to celebrate the joy of having the opportunity to try my hands at a lovely game like tennis and for the spirit of sports in general.
I remember the following lines from an e-mail forward that I came across a couple of years ago. "How a man plays a game shows some of his character. How he loses it shows all of it."
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felt touched, Sun's caress, grandmother's lap. Yes, the feeling of improvement towards a thing which is totally new would be GOD like and very satiating :)
Yes Ram sport is truly something to celebrate!! A very well written post bringing out the emotions beautifully.
To add to the 3 racquet sports you have mentioned I tried Racquetball and that was pretty cool too, though it does not have the charm of playing in the outdoors it is an option when the weather does not allow for outdoor activity.
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