CHAPTER 22

Delhi was a beautiful, busy city. Arjun rented a hostel room, near to the stadium where he would be practicing, for six months. The Senior National Championship 2020 was being held in the mid of February.

“Good morning, coach.”

“Good morning, Arjun.” Mr. Selvan said.

The coaching was not tedious like the usual training he did with Ira. Training for three to four per day for six days a week was more than enough. He knew Ira had over-worked him and he knew it was to increase his stamina and touch with badminton. He had enjoyed his coaching sessions with her thoroughly because it gave him immense happiness. And of course, his friendship with her also started there.

“Arjun, you seem to know a lot of deceptive shots already. No wonder, Ira was your coach. She came up with all those weird trick shots which in turn came pretty handy to her at tough times in a match.” Mr. Selvan said.

“Yes, coach. I have the book in which she noted all those down.”