Lee will be back soon

My memory of Leander, now noticeably polished and well mannered, is of as an aggressive toddler accompanying his parents to the Calcutta Cricket & Football Club and being remarkably adept — for his age — at kicking a football. With international sportspersons as parents, there was always a genetic probability that he, too, would be proficient in sports.
Interestingly, but perhaps not surprisingly, he was lured by tennis when Vijay Amritraj and Ramesh Krishnan were inspiring young Indians. Indeed, he was sent to the Amritraj academy at Chennai.
As a junior he was the But other than emerging as a bronze medallist at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, he has fallen short of translating the early promise in men’s singles. He, arguably, needed to locate himself in a competitive environment outside India immediately after his Junior Wimbledon success.
His parents, sadly, got divorced. The adverse effect of such a development is inevitable and unavoidable on a child. He was homesick, which may have constrained him.
He more often than not surpassed himself when turning out for his country. The Atlanta display proved this; as have his giant-killing in Davis Cup. The fact that he was not alone, he had company with whom he could be informal, have fun and relax and also fall back on a
confidante was reassuring.
The security of someone he could talk to when changing sides, his team-mates vociferously egging him on, pumped him into a prized fighter. He performed like a man possessed.
Mera Bharat Mahaan he said after upsetting Takao Suzuki in a thrilling five-setter in the Davis Cup in Tokyo in 2001.
Indeed, following a particularly poor rendition of the national anthem at Wellington last year, he vowed to carry a compact disc with him everywhere, so that such shoddiness wasn’t re-enacted. He engaged in the ATP Tour to earn a living, but he lives to play Davis Cup for India.