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This is an archive article published on October 13, 2002

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SILVER, 800mK M Binu Out of his big sister’s shadowKM Binu must have grown up with one hell of a complex. Where other Indian boys grow ...

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SILVER, 800m

K M Binu
Out of his big sister’s shadow

KM Binu must have grown up with one hell of a complex. Where other Indian boys grow up being the apple of the family’s eyes, Binu grew up watching his chechi (elder sister) Beenamol run away with all the praise. Not just from the Mathews household, in Idukki district’s Parathode village, but often from the entire village.

And, as young Binu watched, he saw the trappings of early fame, the colourful kit, the shiny spikes, most of all the glittering medals and trophies. All he could do then was touch them, but that sight — week after week, as Beenamol’s career graph soared — instilled in him a burning desire to follow that road. He was deemed too young, so he did what he could: run up and down the lush green hills in his village.

He didn’t know it, but that was just what the doctor ordered. So when Beenamol eventually took him to her coach Purshottaman, in the late 1990s, the basics were in shape. Purshottaman, a former national 800 metres champion, was quick to realise the potential and started Binu off in his own — and Beenamol’s — event. There began the eternal relationship of a coach and student. Binu was hard-working, and his dedication, paired with Purshottaman’s experience, soon began paying dividends.

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From state-level meets, which he won effortlessly, he was called to the national camp. There he trained with his sister and learnt from her the finer points of running.

In 1999, he was selected for the Asian Junior Championship in Singapore, where he surprised everyone by winning a silver medal. That proved to be a stepping stone to the senior ranks. And at Busan, he justified the selectors’ confidence and Purshottaman’s methodology to claim an unforeseen silver.

Never one to mince his words, Binu made a startling allegation at the post-race press conference, where he said the winner, Bahrain’s Rashid Mohammed, had ‘‘elbowed’ him right on his face.

Unfortunately Purshottaman was not in Busan to see his ward’s finest hour. Surprisingly, the Amateur Athletics Federation of India brought along Balakrishnan, coach to sprinter Anil Kumar, but simply ignored Purshottaman. The big question now is, who gets the money that the government gives to the coach of the medal-winning athlete? Purshottaman or Balakrishnan? There are enough to share the spotlight when it comes to winning; whenever a Kerala athlete won, there was a big contingent of officials from the Kerala Sports Council rushing to the track faster than the athlete. They appeared on TV, even got themselves photographed with the winning athletes. But a gleam in Binu’s eyes when he saw the national flag from the victory podium said a different story.

Mother of all comebacks

SILVER, 800m

Madhuri Singh

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Five years ago, Madhuri Singh was faced with a difficult choice. She’d just delivered her daughter Harmilan and realised she couldn’t continue her athletics career and look after the baby. That’s when her mother-in-law stepped in; a retired headmistress and the then village sarpanch, Gurmeet Kaur Bains told her there was only one option: You must run, I’ll take care of the child.

Today, Madhuri may miss her daughter — and vice versa — every few weeks when she represents the country, but she knows she’s achieved something far greater. Indeed, the 18-year career hasn’t been all that rosy for the girl from Hardoe village, near Lucknow. It all started in 1986, when Madhuri, then in Class VII, was dragged to Lucknow’s KD Singh Babu Stadium by her classmates for a trial to get into the UP Sports Hostel. The bright lights, big city did faze her but, as her mentor Madhu Chaudhary said, it didn’t deter her from doing a ‘‘wonderful job’’. Madhuri’s rise was steady and, within three years, she was adjudged the best athlete in the junior girls open meet at Jalandhar. The same year, she claimed both 400m and 800m golds at the All-India Schools age-group meet at Chandigarh. And by 1991, she was a state champion. It took only another year for her to be noticed by the national selectors join the national camp.

It was here that she met Amandeep, himself a metric miler, then running under the shadow of Bahadur Prasad. And three years later at the SAF Games in Chennai the two decided if she won a gold they would marry. Madhuri did win a gold, in 5,000m; she also won a silver in 1,500m and a bronze in 800m. Marriage brought one immediate problem: Madhuri, then working with P&T in Lucknow, had to quit but her husband’s employer — PSEB — took her on in Hoshiarpur. The other problem emerged gradually; she wasn’t able to emerge from the shadows of athletes like Shiny Wilson, Rosa Kutty and, lately, Beenamol and Sunita Rani, despite winning a bronze medal in the Fukuoka cross-country event. More bad luck followed her; she qualified for the Sydney Olympics but a ligament tear coupled with a broken cartilage meant four months rest and she couldn’t make it to the Games. ‘‘But a training stint in Ukraine before the Asian Games had shaped her for the big event at Busan,’’ says Amandeep, even as he adds: ‘‘How I wished I were there to cheer her up. When she called me up to I fumbled for words. I really forgot to congratulate her.’’ Now the obvious question. How long would he want her to go? ‘‘She has done what I couldn’t in my career. I can’t ask for more. I think this would be her last major meet, though I would like to know her mind,’’ he said. And if she were to hang her spikes, she would do so without a whimper. After all, she would have forgotten all her bumpy rides through her journey to Busan after the silver-winning performance.

Saraswati’s Puja gift

Gold, 200m

Saraswati Saha

It’s the best Puja gift for the sports-mad Bengalis: Their own Saraswati Saha winning a gold at the Asian Games. She’d been marked up for a bronze, at best, in the 200 metres but a gold was beyond expectations. The Chinese and Japanese coaches were amazed to see the Indian runner setting the track on fire, with style too. The less charitable will point out that Susanthika, the favourite to win, withdrew from the race, but that should not take any gloss off Saha’s feat.

Medal won, Saraswati drew even more appreciation at the press conference that followed for her attire and the nose ring and sindur that she wore as a married — for two years — Indian lady. Almost every woman volunteer in the interview room wanted a photo with her. And when a journalist gave her a mobile phone to call her husband Amit to break the news, she blushed and fumbled for words and let her smile do the talking.

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‘‘I think this medal is a tribute to my parents,’’ she said after winning. Her reference was to the sacrifices they made to get young Saraswati up and running. No wonder, then, she said that she would spend her Rs 20 lakh cash award for getting ‘‘better sports facilities and diet.’’

Back in the South Tripura village that Saha grew up in as one of seven siblings, she received no formal education; instead, at the age of 11, she began taking part in sports. Rural Tripura wasn’t the best place for sportsmen to flourish, so, winning a talent search contest organised by the Sports Authority of India, she went to Bandel, near Kolkata, and settled there. Not only did her sporting career blossom, so too did her relationship with long-jumper Amit Saha, who trained her and eventually married her. There was a lot of hard work involved in moulding a champion out of her, but it began to pay off when, in 1996, she represented India at the Asian Junior Championships. She won a silver in the 200 metres and led india to gold in the 4×100 relay. The next year, in the next edition of the meet, she won gold in the 100 metres. Even that, though, didn’t prepare her — or any of the observers, officials, journalists and hangers-on — for the surprise of winning the 200 metres gold at Busan. There was one sore point, though: Amit wasn’t there to enjoy the moment. Knowing Saraswati, there will probably be others.

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