Struggle is the foundation on which greatness is built on top of.
I’ve lived by this maxim for as long as I can remember—not from conscious memory, but from constant practice and realization. Growing up in a place where one can easily say that practically everything is handed on a silver platter, I’ve discovered that the only struggle that can exist would come from within oneself. It’s this internal struggle that allows us to have a drive towards the ultimate perfection that each one of us desire so much. It’s what I use push myself forward.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been a perfectionist. Give me a task and I won’t settle for the bare minimum. I want to show that I can do better than my peers and excel above and beyond the expectations of my superiors. This no-nonsense mentality has helped me and, unfortunately, has also hurt me. In my drive to seek the most of what I can make of myself, I feel that sometimes that I’ve missed on opportunities that could have easily benefited me in the short run. Opportunities such as friends, or get-togethers, or taking some easy way out on some assignment. Looking back, however, I see that the decisions that I have made—the ones that some would see as “difficult” or “superfluous”—have helped me in the long run. It’s this internal struggle of decisions that have made me what I am today.
This is where tennis comes in. For as long as I can remember, I’ve played tennis as an escape from any struggle. The court, wherever it might be, is my second home. This simple game of hitting a ball back and forth can also be compared to a perpetual clock—the pendulum of a felt ball travels back and forth in perfect rhythm. One mistake and everything falls apart and you lose. It’s my job to keep this balance in check, and my job alone. This aspect of the game has taught me that the people around you don’t support everything in your life. There are certain things that one has to take responsibility for, and only that player himself can control it. Coming to college is like starting another match on the road to the championship; it’s love all, and I’m not going to lose.