Jennifer Capriati was playing at the US Open, 2003. I was watching her. Each of her actions was in great harmony with others. I was witnessing a great display of mind and body co-ordination; the rhythm her legs were showing, the fierce concentration in her eyes, how her mind was anticipating the opponent’s moves and body was slavishly obeying the mind! Although she did not win the crown, but still her image stayed in my mind. I was experiencing a strange kind of elation. I love watching sports. This was not the first match, I was watching. Then why this sensation of pure joy, that something good had happened to me?
Why could not I fathom my feelings? Definitely, I was not turning into a lesbian! But channel flicking came to my rescue. Yes! I was witnessing something, which was not a make believe world. I was viewing something, where you can not fake your shots, lobs, backhand, forehand……
You cannot get your way by projecting forged cuteness & loveliness. Donning accessories, acquiring unblemished complexion, a neat piece of silicon job at right places will not impress these spectators. Only plain hard work will do its magic. No doubt, my heart was filled with joy. Years of continued hard work, genuineness, grit, grime and determination are still appreciated by so many people all over the world. You are an achiever without the backdrop of exploitation, without fooling others, without shamming anything.
