New Delhi, June 13 -- With his glasses in place and his gaze firmly transfixed on the firing station, Jaspal Rana would be a picture of bubbling intensity on the coach's chair as his famous wards went about their business. Win or lose, his demeanour would barely change, except for a reluctant, half-smile reserved for TV cameras. But once the din subsided, Rana, like a professor he would dissect the seemingly boring, static pursuit bit by bit, identifying gaps to be plugged and opportunities to be explored. Undone by Father Time at a Delhi hospital at 49, Rana's life was dedicated to the sport he dearly loved; it went on to define him. Shooting ranges are sanitised spaces, their silent anticipation broken only by the distinct crack of the we...