There is a tennis court on Chaubari Road in Junagadh, a town of about 450,000 people in Gujarat, that was built by a schoolteacher on land he does not own. He built it after the pandemic, with help from friends, because the local gymkhana courts were busy and his daughter needed somewhere she could practise without waiting her turn.
That daughter is Jensi Kanabar. She is 14. This week she sits at 102 in the ITF junior world rankings, a list that runs to age 18 and on which most players her age do not appear at all. She is the youngest player anywhere in the girls’ top 110. Earlier this year she became the first Indian girl to win the Australian Open’s Asia-Pacific Under-14 title, coming back from a set down against the home favourite at Melbourne Park. In April she reached the semifinals of a professional women’s event in New Delhi, the youngest Indian woman ever to get that far, beating a mark that had stood since Sania Mirza. In her last seven junior tournaments she has won two, lost one final and reached three other semifinals. Last month she went through the Asian qualifying for the Billie Jean King Cup Juniors without dropping a match.
I have watched a fair amount of her tennis this year, and two things stand out. The first is that nothing seems to rattle her. She plays girls three and four years older, some of them well inside the top 100, and her body language does not change. She looks the same at 3-6, 0-2 down as she does serving for a match. The second is her angles. Most juniors her age hit hard and straight because that is what they are taught and what wins at 12. Jensi hits short, long and wide, drags opponents off the court, and opens up space that older players do not expect to have to cover. It is an unusual way for a 14-year-old to play, and it is very hard to prepare for. Her angles are her strength
I have spent enough time around junior tennis to know how these stories usually go. A child shows promise at eight or nine. By eleven the family has moved, or the child has, to be near an academy. There is a head coach, a hitting partner, a strength and conditioning programme, a physio on call, and an invoice that runs to lakhs a month. The federation may or may not be involved. Sponsors are courted. Somewhere between 14 and 16 the money runs out, or the results stop justifying it, and the family goes home.
Jensi’s pathway had almost none of that for most of its length. Her father, Dipak Kanabar, is not a certified coach. He is a teacher and a sports enthusiast who put a racquet in her hand at four and has coached her himself ever since. Her mother feeds balls in the afternoons until he finishes work. There has been no academy behind her and no national training centre. The routine, by his own account, has been the same for four and a half years: on court from seven to ten in the morning, school, back on court from four to eight, gym in between, Sundays off. Seven hours a day, in a town most people in Indian tennis would struggle to find on a map.
Support has come, but it is worth being precise about when. She was taken on as a Khelo India athlete in April 2024, which brought a stipend of Rs 10,000 a month and some access to coaching and competition. That is useful, and it is not nothing, but it is a fraction of what a single month at a serious academy costs, and by the time it arrived she had already been on her father’s court for years. The larger backing, from the Gujarat state government and others, came after Melbourne. But this is more hearsay and I dont have the details. If it has, amazing
It has changed one thing immediately: she can now afford to compete as often as her results warrant. As I write this she is in her fourth consecutive week of tournaments in Europe, which would have been out of the question a year ago.
So the order of events matters. The results came first, on a home-built court with a schoolteacher for a coach. The system arrived afterwards to attach itself to them.
It is tempting to read this as a story about talent overcoming circumstance, and it partly is. But I think the more useful reading is about what the pathway actually contained, because it turns out to be quite a lot.
She had a court she could use whenever she wanted. That sounds trivial. It is not. Court time is the scarcest resource in junior tennis in most of Asia, and the reason academies charge what they charge is that they control it. Building her own removed the constraint entirely.
She had one coach who knew only her. Academy juniors share a head coach with twenty other players and are handed to assistants for most sessions. Dipak Kanabar has watched every ball his daughter has hit for ten years. Whatever he lacks in certification, he has made up for in continuity, and continuity is what most academy juniors never get.
She had volume. Seven hours a day for four and a half years is, by rough arithmetic, something like eight thousand hours of tennis before her fifteenth birthday. No amount of coaching sophistication substitutes for that.
And she had competition at the right level at the right time. The Asian Tennis Federation’s Under-14 circuit, the ITF development programme, the Road to Wimbledon: these are not glamorous events, but they are the ones that convert practice into rankings, and the family found their way onto them without anyone holding their hand.
None of this makes the pathway easy to copy, and I would be cautious about drawing lessons too quickly. Parent-coached prodigies have a mixed record in this sport, and the stories that went badly are as well known as the ones that went well. Her numbers show a gap on clay, which is where the biggest junior events in Europe are played, and which a home-built court in Gujarat cannot fix. The next stage is fairly clear: more competition against older players, the physical development that comes between 14 and 17, and a level of fitness and conditioning that a home gym in Junagadh was never going to deliver. At some point she will need expertise that a schoolteacher cannot provide, and the harder question for the family is who to take that help from, and on what terms.
But the fact remains that a 14-year-old whose development was done almost entirely at home, with the system playing a minor role until she had already won something, has reached a level that India’s structured pathway, with all its resources, has not produced in a girl of her age before. That should make the people who run that pathway uncomfortable, and I hope it does. It should also make parents who have been told that the academy route is the only route look again at what the academy is actually selling.
Junagadh has renamed a court at the gymkhana after her. The one her father built is still on rented land.
Rohit C. Nambiar is a tennis enthusiast. This is just a fan account. Happy to correct any details
