Ambarish's musings

                                                      A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Hi, here I go again. I am in an absolutely wonderful mood today. I am filled with joy. And I will attempt to share my joy with you (and cheer you up if your day isn’t going as planned, or make you happier if you already are!).                 The above is a picture of my rose plant. It has been around 8 months since I got her. Every day I wake up to this beauty. What a great sight to begin your day with! If this does not change your mood, I don’t know what will. (I am actually facing difficulty putting this feeling to words. J ) I water her every day, and that’s it. She rewards me with this spectacle every morning. I suggest every plant lover to keep plants at their house. See the change in the air instantly. She gives 8 or 9 flowers at a time! What do I do with them? Sadly nothing much. How I wish I could do more! Give a flower to a woman and just watch her get incredibly happy. I

                                                Location: Centre Court, Pullela Gopichand Badminton Academy                                                 Scene: Mixed Doubles                 J and I vs H and Sr. Score: 6-9. I am not very happy. Neither is J. We both gave away cheap points on serves. H and Sr are good. Very good.                 Some context: Actually, H is a guy with good technique. You wouldn’t want to give him easy shots ever; he will pick his spot and hit an extremely fierce shot, one you can’t even think of getting to, let alone returning it. Sr is not a technical player, but very good nonetheless. Against me and J. I would say I am a good player but not with enough technique. I don’t give up easily. Neither does J. Power doesn’t come easily to J. But she doesn’t give up. So you have the teams: power, precision and technique vs heart and emotion. Classic David vs Goliath. Underdogs vs favorites. Normally I don’t think too much about things like that. Bu