The game happens here: What it means to play basketball in India

(As appeared in sportskeeda.com)

The Supreme Court…. No it’s not in Delhi. It’s in every courtyard of every school of the country. Or at least that is what hoopsters in India would like you to believe. For many of them, playing basketball is like being cast under a hypnotic spell from which there’s no escape. It’s wei wu wei of the highest order- there is no fear or anxiety: just peace, love and happiness. There are people here for whom every dribble makes them come alive, where they feel a tingle down their spine, every time they step out on the basketball court. What is it about two hoops and a 28m by 15m rectangle that engages and occupies ballers for their entire lives? This infatuation is all the more extraordinary if you consider the circumstances in which a desi plays basketball.

Playing basketball in India is actually tougher than playing in the NBA. Every court is different: cement, tar or clay. Every ball is different: COSCO, NIVEA, SPARTAN, NIKE or SPALDING. Every ring is different: some are double rim, some are single rim. Every ring is at slightly different heights and some rings are more loose than the other (meaning there is no consistency in where the rebounds may fall).

In fact, where you are playing basketball in India also matters. The courts in Rajasthan are constantly dusty, with sands blowing across the surface of the court making it extremely difficult to grip the ball. The courts in the south are always wet, with puddles of water during most part of the year (weirdly enough always near the freethrow line or under the basket, making it practically impossible to play; you need to have gunny bags or mops to drain the court). I dunno about the courts in the east, because I haven’t played there yet, but I can pretty much imagine them to be of some peculiarity.

No Indian has made it to the NBA yet (although there are some contenders- see I and II), but folks here are still passionate about playing, and overcome a remarkable number of hurdles to do so. Women ballers fight their traditions and parents, guy ballers fight the impulse to get settled and find a stable job and kids fight persistent pleas from their friends wanting them to play cricket instead.

I salute all these people. These unknown heroes who are now not so unknown anymore, thanks to the pioneering work being done by sportskeeda and select others in popularizing the sport of basketball (among other sports) in our country.

The game truly happens here- right here in India, just as much as in the US, where the NBA playoffs are happening in controlled air conditioned arenas, where they can practice their shots in the comfort of not having to take their own rebounds, where they have stacks of basketballs lined up by their side and money is not a problem.

Playing basketball in India is no joke mind you. Especially when you are concerned with winning: when you genuinely want to improve and not merely play as an evening past time. Indeed a person playing basketball in India has to face so many problems each day, that he is forced to scratch his head and wonder whether it is worth all the effort. So much so, it is said that a person becomes a philosopher or a thinker in one of two situations: either when he comes out of a bad relationship or when he is an Indian who is basketball obsessed.

Who is a leader?

Who is a leader? It is said that a leader doesn’t have to be the best player on the team, or the most outspoken of the lot. A leader is simply one who is willing to make the most sacrifices every day for his team. He is like water: fluid and hence capable of taking on any shape or any role that is necessary for his team to win. He is a leader not out of any thirst for power or authority, but simply because he knows that he can take the team in the right direction. He accepts the responsibility of every loss, yet realises that any victory is because of the team and not because of him. A leader knows when to pass, when to be more aggressive on defence or more assertive on offense. A leader is not afraid to take decisions. A leader clarifies the role of each and every guy on the team and ensures that each player realises their significance on the team. A leader is willing to accept mistakes and never makes the same mistakes twice. He is not afraid of failure and learns to improve with every step. He is conscious of the need to keep moving forward every day and taking his team forward. He is willing to lose today for a more permanent victory tomorrow. He knows how to push the right buttons on each of his team mates. A leader has the ability to inspire. A leader is one who is constantly in search of finding “the leader” within others around him. Once he does find “the leader” in others, he realises that his job is done, and he fades away from the spotlight just as silently as he came into the spotlight in the first place. A leader speaks from the heart, otherwise he chooses to remain silent. A leader knows that he has to lead from the front, and set an example. A leader is the most passionate, at the same time he is the most calm. A leader knows the importance of winning the right way. A leader is the one with the most burning conscience. A leader is one who trusts his teammates to a fault. A leader is one who is never tired, or even if he is-knows he shouldn’t show it. A leader realises the importance of every moment as an opportunity to make people around him improve. At the same time he understands the delicate need to not be too pushy and letting people make mistakes and learn at their own pace. A leader is one who prays for you even when you sleep. A leader is one with no ego distinct from that of the team. A leader is one who is the heart and soul of the team. A leader is one who realises the importance of continuity- of having a system in place even after he has long gone. A leader is the one who is the most sincere. A leader is one is normally of the opposite mindset of the rest of the team. When the team is nervous, he is calm. When the team is happy after a 20 point lead at the end of the third quarter, he is alert: knowing that the game is not over until it is over. That defeat is always most likely when victory seems imminent. A leader makes even the best player realise “you need the team more than the team needs you”. A leader is one who becomes better with increased responsibility. A leader feels no pressure at crunch moments. A leader is logical. A leader is a risktaker. A leader trusts his instincts. At the same time he ensures that his instincts keep developing through constant study. A leader is like a sponge- he imbibes the best qualities from those around him. A leader doesn’t demand respect- he commands it. A leader makes inspired decisions. A leader doesn’t wait for things to happen, he makes things happen. A leader shakes the collective conscience. A leader gives people hope. Contrary to popular perceptions, a leader is not flamboyant or flashy. Left to himself, a leader is a very simple and boring guy- who simply wants to play ball because he loves it.

Learning Sargams in the City

I had written this sometime in the middle of third sem (over two years ago). Just regurgitating it as I realised that this blog is named "Money, Music and NLU" and I have written nothing about music yet! Here it is:

Music is coming out great…I go across the city thrice a week and sit cross legged along with Pd, playing the sargam. Our Tabla guruji, Satish Ji charges 400 rupees a month and I should say it’s worth it. Every evening after coming back from college at 4:30 pm we sleep for an hour and somehow wake up in time to catch the college bus to Paota. Then we take a public bus to Jalori Gate. We have ganne ka ras at some tiny juice corner and walk into the old city. The street is narrow and very crowded. It is the main road apparently and we wind our way avoiding the bicyclists and the scooters; bikes and cars haven’t made their entry into this part of Jodhpur. The first three days, we always got lost. But we loved it nevertheless. This was the real Jodhpur with the blue houses and strong smell of cement and sand mix.

Satish Ji’s house is near the baori (water tank).Our guruji is tall and slightly on the heavier side. But his speed lay in his nimble fingers. In our first class, he spoke to us about music and what it really meant i.e. its universality. He explains eloquently:

“Right from the time when a child kicks in a mother’s womb, our love for rhythmic sounds grows even beyond our lives. There is music in everything we do. Our steps are in succession: left, right, and left again. Our heart beats 72 times a minute for years together. All the genres of music; be it western classical, rock, jazz, Hindustani, Carnatic or Hawaiian, they all have the same fundamental beats to them. The differences are merely variants of the same. The moment we realise these superficialities, music becomes part of our soul.”

He then told us about how he was a state level football player for Rajasthan and described the holy trinity of all round education. Indeed, academics, music and sports are primary requirements needed to achieve the balance we all crave for.

My Tryst with Poetry

Anybody who knows me even a little bit, knows that there is a basketball bouncing in some part of my brain at any point of time during the day or night, even when I'm sleeping. I have had dreams on countless occasions which have involved ten sweaty guys, an orangey brown sphere and two hoops. Piyush told me the other day that he dreams about sports cars. I guess all of us dream about something or the other that we care about…

Anyway, on one such idle moment when I was thinking about basketball, I remembered an incident in 9th (or was it 10th?) standard. We were all supposed to write poems for publication in the school magazine. Of course only the best entries would be chosen. In other words, entries of sincere students (aka toppers) whose poems generally went along these lines: I had a cat, it slept on a mat, ate a rat, played with a bat…

Girls around me immediately put pen to paper. Most of the guys were playing pen fight (a game where two guys face off with their ball pens on the table, and the objective of the game is to knock the other guy’s pen off the table). But I was at a loss at what to do. Poems are not cool. When you are a teenager in school, image is very important. Unfortunately, I had only one pen which I couldn’t afford to break, so left with no choice, I made my first (and only) fledgling attempt at poetry. Not surprisingly it was about basketball. In hindsight it was and continues to be an extremely lame poem, and I am still embarrassed by it. More so because it actually got carried in the school magazine, replete with my name and a black and white photo- just in case anybody who happened to read it and did not recall my name would be able to recognise the photo. So anyway, it goes something like this:

Basketball is the name of the game
Shooting baskets is the way to fame

If you are tall, you can dunk the ball
If your aim is true, then your team is through

Pass and play, its not you all the way
But you’ll have your say, unless it is a very bad day

Even Jordan was not a child prodigy
“I practised and practised”, said he

I may not have won yet, but I still play ball
‘coz I know one day, ill be in the famed hall

on advice to young players

The thing that I tell them all the time is consistency. If they watch me train, running on a track, it doesn't look like I'm over-exerting myself. It's a consistency with which you do it, in other words, it's an every-day-thing. You have a program, and a schedule, and you have to abide by that, religiously. You just stick to it, and it's the consistency that pays off.

-Kobe Bryant

on conditioning

Whatever your program is, the key is to push yourself to a level where you're hurting. You can't gain conditioning without going through it. You're going to have to feel some pain, you're going to have to feel like your lungs are burning, and you know, you want to spit up blood, that sort of thing.

-Kobe Bryant

Unless you breakdown everyday, you are not going to improve

on motivation

the best players are those who work the hardest.. and that is true for any sport or anything that involves competition. When Im tired i think of Kobe and Lebron and tell myself that you have to keep going because these guys are working. The key is to keep improving and setting goals.

-Brandon Roy, Portland Trailblazers