The Olympic Moment

The Beijing Olympics finally concluded on Sunday. It was an amazing feat that China pulled off perfectly. The opening ceremony, priceless and probably one of the grandest in Olympic history. The medal tally was dominated by the host country which could suggest both ways to satisfy optimists and pessimists, either it was rigged or playing on homeground really brings out the best in one!

As i flipped through the channels for the 16 days the game was on, my favorite part had to be the victory ceremonies. Because out of the entire game, and the different events, the victory ceremony moment always welled up with pure emotions. Nothing about the taste and reaction towards victory was rehearsed, trained, or talent. Just pure human emotions, a pure moment of self actualization... That's the beauty of the Olympics, the moment where the world laughs and cries along with total strangers over their failures and victories. The moment where we stop every daily chores to sit back and cheer for our favorite athletes.

I can only imagine what it feels like to stand on that podium and receive a medal. The moment of glory and pride and a relieve of all the bitter sweet encounters put through to reach that stage. And for those who did not win medals, the moment of just being the few on the world who had the opportunity to compete in a world class game and meet people of similar composition from all over the world.

And for the Chinese, what pride it was to have "white" commentators marvelled in awe of how they managed the stunts and how well the event was planned since the opening till the end. Everyone expected them to fall short of it, but in your face first world countries...

As we shared every moment in the olympics, i would like to congratulate all athletes who made it to the olympics, who still gave their personal best even though some of them knew they couldn't make the mark. To entertain us greatly with their vigor, passion and dedication to sports...