Chapter 1: The obviously unobvious.

Chap 1:
Rush. Practice more. Hit harder. You gotta win.
The college tournament tales were happening, Everyone was busy proving that they master the game. Sports were all in the midst of the day, "Squash" I screamed "Squash is my game" I continued. "Why do girls don't play Squash?" a senior asked me "They are not well aware of the game, I guess," I said knowing that it's not what she wants to hear "Well, in that case, Vishesh it's a compulsion for all first-year girls to play" with a sigh she said it firmly "But Ma'am they don't know how to play and the tournament starts from tomorrow what about their practice" "Vishesh well teach them and I'm sure you'll manage the practice, even use the morning but all first-year girls will play" she left the court after saying that. Definitely, it was stress but the joy of girls playing squash was no less. "Khatri, can you call all the first-year girls to play squash?" I immediately asked my organizing squash partner. Calling girls was my pet-peeve at least to ones I've not been introduced yet.