Well… the story was
so big that I never got around to writing the whole thing. At the start of the
month, Jispa finally completed in the annual state level swim meet. She was
never in the medal hunt and we were there largely for the experience. Her coach
said that this was a stepping stone meet for her. Her big chance should come
two years hence. She had started competitively coaching only quite late and her
strokes still needed to be worked upon. But nevertheless she qualified by
virtue of being in the top four for the relay championship. Here I was pretty
confident on her winning. I think she was as well. This was a dream team and
the difference between the swimmers was very narrow. I think it was around a
second and a half within the team. It was an ace swimming team. They won gold.
So here…..
That is Jispa’s first gold medal of real consequence. We are
proud parents for sure. A nice top off to a tough year. We had the coldest
winter ever and we woke up on time in the mornings and went for swimming. She
really swam a lot and worked hard. Well done Jispa.
You know, the funny thing is that the feeling is just
sinking in. Slowly slowly as time is passing by funnily I see myself getting
prouder of her achievements. Suddenly at various places I let it slip that she
is a state level swimmer or she is a state level gold medalist. Yes she won
gold. No matter how much matter of fact I can attempt to behave, the fact is
that it’s a great achievement. I know my dad would have been really proud. It is
he who instilled the value of sports in my life. He always encouraged sports
and games. I owe to him that I still want to play constantly and that I see
sports as an investment. Jispa and I laughed like hell on Jamsine’s expense. We
kept telling that her side of the family has no one interested in sports. They are
champions in eating pani puri and ice cream, not playing sports, or anything that’s
got to do with moving your butt anywhere. Hehehehe. Jasmine is going to kill
me.
