Saturday, July 28, 2012

The Spirit of the Olympics

It's 2:39 am, Saturday morning. I stayed up late to watch the opening ceremony of the 30th Olympiad, a.k.a. London 2012. It was a highly spectacular event; the colorful shows were mesmerizing. I cannot tell whether or not this ceremony was better than the 2008 Beijing event, but one thing's for sure, I just like what I saw.
What impressed me more at this moment, though, was not the colorful ceremony. I was immersed into the spirit of the game. For the more-than-three hours that I spend in front of the TV, all I think was the Olympics, and the message it entails. It was all about peace, love, respect, and harmony. If you had the same feeling, there would not be a tiny space on your minds about anything else.
Once I was in that state of mind, I was too busy to think about the other stuff that's making headlines lately. The battle in Syria, the Eurozone crisis, the back-to-back natural disasters that create havoc in different parts of the world, the current situation in Ethiopia,..., all of those were forgotten. The spirit of the Olympics reigned all along. Seeing people inside the Olympic stadium smiling, cheering, and enjoying their moment at the greatest sporting event on the planet, that's the one thing which puts a smile on my face at the end of the day.
Adding to my excitement, I was delighted to see familiar faces on the podium. The Ethiopian delegation, small but determined to shine at the Olympics, was led by a young, energetic (and good-looking) athlete named Yanet Seyoum. Yanet became the first Ethiopian swimmer to take part in the Olympics, along with another male compatriate. Looking at them at that arena fills my heart with joy.
And looking at the iconic Haile Gebreselassie among the Olympic flag-bearers, including UN Secretary-General, Ban Ki Moon, was the show-stopper for me. Wow! How incredeble to be inspired by those big-names, and feeling anointed by the Olympics spirit.
As the show drowns to its close, I was thinking, "It would be marvelous if this feeling could last long." Leaving that feeling is hard, but I believe keeping the sense of it is possible. I believe we can do that in the coming couple of weeks of the games, because that's the spirit.
So, in the spirit of peace, love, respect, and harmony, let's enjoy the Olympics. Let's bring happiness to our hearts by virtue of the games. Let's enjoy the summer with the beautiful game.
Good luck for our Ethiopian Olympians in London!!!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

The Good Old Memories


As always, I was watching the news on TV during breakfast at home. The last news on the Aljazeera English bulletin was the passing of the renowned TV actor Andy Griffith, from "The Andy Griffith Show" and "Matlock". I wasn't shocked by the news, given the fact that the guy was 86, and knowing that his health condition has been fragile over the past few years. However, I started thinking about his works and the memories I have associated with it.
It was in the 90s, on my teenage days, that I used to watch "Matlock" on TV. Ah! Those were the days that I enjoyed Sundays very much. I remember the fun I had in those days; running to the living room exactly at 4 in the afternoon to watch the white-haired lawyer in his white-grey suit, investigating crimes and solving murder mysteries, defending the innocent in court, and after the end of the show, going out with family to grab a bite at one of the popular hang-outs in town.The show was an inspiration for many youngsters of the day, myself included. Most of us were hoping to become lawyers when we grow up.
"Matlock" wasn't the only show that brings back memories to my mind. Other shows like "Cutter to Houston", "Jessie", "Paris", "The Old Fox" (German series),..., were the hits of the day (for me, at least). These aren't the only memories that I have savored from the days, either. It's amazing how fast times are running off.
Times are fast-changing. The things that are occuring in our lives are becoming more and more momentary. But there is this one things that keeps them alive, a thing called Memory. I believe memories are the "creams" of our life. Seriously, though, what would life taste without memory, if God hadn't reserved a piece of plot on our minds to store it?