Don’t
Give Up
Derek Redmond was getting ready on the track to have
a final 400 meters burst. The years of hard-work was on the test. It was the
mega show, the greatest sporting event and a medal there was a dream every sportsman
lived for. Those who had worked hard for years, months and hours had gathered
there and were battling it out for seconds. Derek was a front runner for the
medal. All he had to do was to muster everything he had done relentlessly and
run like a coherent beam of light. The winner would certainly be determined by
photo finish. He just had to run, leave rest to electronic gadgets. The pistol
was fired , Derek was on his way to conquer the longest distance to glory for
the journey did not begin at the sound of rounds fired, it began with the first
ever lap he completed when he began training. This was the last lap to glory.
150 meters into the race he felt acute pain. Pain mounted, ruptured hamstring it
was. It was difficult for him to
continue. Unable to run he was on his knees. The acute physical pain was
followed by unbearable emotional agony, it was clear he would not be there
waving hands, watching his flag rising up to the tune of national anthem. His dream lay scattered on the track. He did not run but tears did. They were
unstoppable.
In the pain and agony rose Derek, once
again he began his journey towards the line of finish. But this time he was not
running but was limping. A new race began, he was racing against his own
emotional tormenting hurdles. Tears rolling down, his body moved carrying on
face severe distress, it must have been quite heavier for it also carried the
burden of destroyed dream and bleeding soul. He was limping on the track, he
was not alone, the companion was his unwanted baggage of physical and emotional
stress. Then he had a company. A man broke onto the track. He gave a hand of
support to Derek, probably that was what he wanted. The man was his father
giving him much needed support. He said you need not have to run like this.
Derek was not listening. The father yielded but decided that they would run
together. As they came closer to finishing line the father let him go. He alone
finished the race. 65000 strong crowd gave standing ovation. It was Barcelona
1993 Olympics. It’s a legend now. A famous inspirational video on youtube.
Whenever I watch this video I choke.
Talking about it is difficult. When the dream you live for, the dream you
pursue gets destroyed within seconds total collapse is inevitable. What is so
touching and still wonderful about this legend is Derek proves by his own
example that sports is not about winning the race but it is all about finishing
it against all odds. Had he moved away from the track nobody would have raised
voice against, taking it as obvious and wise decision but what nobody would
have seen is the distance he would have gone backward internally. Reverting this emotional backward journey is
toughest of tasks, it seriously challenges intellectual faculty. Derek did it by simply completing the race,
though limping throughout. In every small
little step he travelled miles of distance internally that would have taken serious
efforts on his part and had he failed in covering that distance he would have
collapsed emotionally making even physical recovery difficult. A simple lesson
he teaches don’t stop at failures for it’s a milestone. Just don’t give up.
Things may not go as planned, dream may be shattered but just don’t give up. Easier
said than done when win is in your stride and things go wrong. Race may be lost
but spirit must survive.
This is a highly inspirational video. Derek
received standing ovation from the crowd but what is missed easily is the
father who shares track with his limping son and near finishing line lets him
go alone to finish. He must have lived the dream of his son so was he with his
son in his moment of pain. When he joins him on the track persuading him not to
run while limping he was a caring father who was concerned more about injury
that the medal but when he gives support to his son and moves along the track
he becomes his caring friend who understands his spirit of finishing the race. And
when finally he leaves Derek to cross the finishing line alone, he shows
terrific emotional stability and maturity for this one act gave Derek an
opportunity to sense satisfaction in moments of misery. The father shows us how
to live dream of a son. The attitude of Derek appeals to me and so also of his
fathers. And his fantastic act of leaving him alone allows Derek to regain self
confidence.
My
feeling is that under the shadow of don’t give up attitude of Derek a sweet
little but equally enthralling act of his father fades easily. Living the dream
of children is a difficult task. So often the parents thrust their dream on
sons/daughters. They usually want children to live their dream. Many parents
with sincerity and honesty feel that they are better judge of future of their
children. What probably begins here ends at the parents obsessed with what
their son/daughter should become. Derek’s father shows us how to live the dream
of his son, provide necessary support emotional as well as physical but at the
same time remain detached. Sensing this boundary is difficult but Derek’s father
shows it with great simplicity. At the final moment he lets him go, he didn’t
get carried away by the support Derek was getting from the crowd. I wonder how many fathers in India would be
able to pleasantly detach at such moment. But they should for the simple reason
that it’s not their innings but of sons and daughters. The spirit of finishing
the race against odds must be induced in them, parents must lend a supporting
hand, and refrain from being the carter to carry them to end.
In a country where we think it’s
natural for father to expect from his son to fulfill his dreams, live up to his
expectations this video could be an eye opener but I really wonder whether
fathers will take anything for them to ponder over rather most would prefer to
showcase this as an inspirational video and would expect sons and daughters to
show never give up attitude in adverse situation when the dream is in peril.
But the real question is whose dream?
I find myself part of the two races
one in which I am destined to run in my day to day life there I see myself as
Derek for whom everything didn’t go the way he wanted but still was determined
to finish the race and another that has just began in which my daughters are
destined to run. The terrific attitude of not giving up of Derek is an
inspiration for me to stand in the first race but the sensitive and mature
approach of his father is a lesson I need to learn to deal with the second race.
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