Another Wimbledon final, another magic on grass court. Wimbledon always takes me down the memory lane. Doesn’t matter who wins, but watching players sweating it out in this 2 week juggernaut is nothing short of a spectacle. Wimbledon has been special ever since my younger days. I remember watching each of the high voltage matchesContinue reading “Magic of W”
When jubilation and mediocrity collaborate..
I like blooming flashes of occasional brilliance.
This is all we live for, quest for gorgeous escapades.