CHAPTER : 1

My life ....

What was it ?

How was it ?

One fine day just after the sunlight touched my body while I was sleeping ... so as I woke up...

My name is Chaitra Srinivas Badikala this story goes about me when I was 10 years old.

It was my summer vacation before 5th grade , my dad called me and informed me about my summer camp .. I thought it was something about my studies because I only believed that studies is actually stuDIES... hehe

So I got ready in the morning and got in my car , my dad stopped the car in front of a sports ground .... I felt shocked ......

My dad is a person who is not that much into sports and recommends sports for fitness and health sake..

I just felt like 'why am I here I am completely fine , is anything wrong with me ??'

So I asked my dad "why are we here?"

he replied " You look too bored in home all alone ,you also have nothing to do , so I'm joining you here for tennis summer camp "

I thought that it will be easy and I'll learn it quickly , so I did agree and decided to do something then sitting all alone doing nothing in home but just watching the television.

It was my first day in my tennis summer camp....

they put me in the beginners court , say racket was yet to come , they gave me a spare racket of theirs ..

It was literally humongous .., my hand was so tiny and that racket was so huge that I wasnt even able to hold it .. By then the main coach entered and noticed me struggling to hold that huge thing and gave me a better racket .. I felt relieved , as I dont need to hold any such kind of huge and heavy thing and also play with it ..

After a month the camp got over and I also hated the game so much as it was really hard for me to learn

soon then I also lost interest in playing the game ....

My mom with full hope and trust encouraged me to continue it for another month, and then decide whether to stop the classes or continue the classes .

I agreed again and decided to try another month

This time my mom was passing her good vibes to me by saying that I'm improving and I'm playing the best ..

With all that spirit , encouragement and energy I played and practiced and learned well as a beginner

the coaches said that I've improved ..

By then my school has started I was in 5th grade section D ... I felt that my 5th grade was the best year out of all

I also had a secret crush during then ..

After a month , I've left that tennis training camp and shifted to another as those coaches were training only the seniors and ditched us ... In the new camp I had to go all again from the beginning , but still I did not give up but succeeded... I was placed above the beginners .....

A week later I've hit my puberty and got my periods I was not allowed to play for a week because of that and felt sad ...

CONTINUED....