And it all finally settled down and it took a while for all the emotions to sink in. Whenever Federer and Nadal fought their gladiatorial battles, the hearts of people watching always vouched for Federer and minds, Nadal. And so was the case today. It all went to the wire but at last, the heart had its victory and probably the sweetest one. Earlier in the day, I was going through 10 of the greatest matches list b/w these two and Federer at conclusion of one of his wins could see the future when he said that he wanted to win all he could before Nadal could have his say and although Federer never went away (as He won today), Nadal, Djoker and Murray all arrived. Nadal never became the king of jungle like Federer but it was Djoker, not Federer who trumped him in the race. Federer was still playing sublime tennis but it was a scant reminder of all the beautiful time in front of power tennis of Djoker. His power game also proved too much for the persevering and waiting game for Nadal but then he faltered this time. So did Murray, a late entry into this dreamy quartet but very competitive and hard working. And so with God's grace, we rolled all the years back to watch FEDEL play. And what I always believed the key differentiator b/w these two was Federer undying belief that he DEFINITELY had one more grand slam win in him. Two years ago, when Nadal won his last of French Open titles, he wasn't sure how long he was gonna play this immensely physical game but Federer never had this doubt. He proved once and for all that he is the G.O.A.T of all time. I was praying for this day for last 5 long years and with each year passing, it became more taxing for us Federer fans but when it finally arrived today, it proved to be the most satisfying, gratifying and surreal moment. It also led me to believe that God does exist, so Thank God!!!!
It's really hard to switch on to a different language from the one you have constantly been tinkering with. I grew so accustomed to writing in Hindi in last few days that it started dawning on me that I might never be good again with my English. So this is a tester, ladies and gentlemen. Yesterday, one of my movie group friends, an American by nationality, questioned my fondness of documentaries. I specifically wrote in one of my columns that documentaries demand your unwavering attention and once you gave 'that' to them, you are rewarded much more handsomely than a proper, narrative, fictitious film. My reasoning for believing so is that a documentary is an experience of a creative process. It doesn't get made to 'entertain' you. They are there to reveal something to you. They teach you something. You get overwhelmed by them. 'Racing Extinction (2015)' was one such documentary. I watched it in last couple of days. I couldn't complete it in one ...
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