This is blog by a student. She could be the next Sindhu or Saina or maybe better. I will not name her. Let her earn her name herself! I call her Champ. This is her maiden blog. Please read:
I have a lot of my dad inside me and it will always remain so. I am my dad’s daughter. He is stern, playful, encouraging, hardworking, tough and loving. His dedication towards athletics, family, and work continue to inspire me.
Give Your Best!
My dad was an international athlete; he has a commitment of refusing to settle at being average. He works to be the best at whatever he does- I’ve learned this early in life. He has guided and pushed me to perform to the best of my ability in all aspects of life be it Badminton or studies. I have watched him prove time and again that learning is a life- long pursuit. My dad has been an athlete for over 25 years now; it is not unusual to see him researching about techniques. He has taught me to value learning in a way that encourages me to make most out of every situation. Whether or not a training session feels fulfilling, there is something to be gained from it and a lesson to be learned. He taught me that the only way you can make good at anything is to practice constantly, as best things in life never come easy. He has taught me that hard work and persistence will always get me far and that failures are just as important as successes. And most importantly to remember that it is just a game! When I was seven-years-old he told me, “As long as you give every last ounce of effort and you have had fun, that is the only thing that matters.”
“A Poor Craftsman Blames his Tools”
The first time I heard this quote I had been a kid who aspired to win the state championship but couldn’t play quite the way I had planned. When I started to complain to my dad that I could have done better had I had a better racket and the lighting in the stadium had been brighter, all he had to say to me was “a poor craftsman blames his tools”. It was not an admonition but to tell me never to accept less than my best!
At times I complain about how life isn’t fair and how things aren’t working out. This is what he says, “You have to work to achieve your goals; you have to climb the ladder to success. You have to start at the bottom of the ladder and work your way up taking steady steps and eventually you will make it to the top. But if you take shorts cuts and try to skip a few steps…you know you will have to start all over again. So patience is the key here.”
My dad trained me to treat failure as a challenge, to enjoy facing challenges, to live in the moment, to play my guts out in matches and practice no matter what the outcome is, doing justice to any given work and not to settle at being just a winner but to win with glory. He has explained to me how small successes are still successes and great failures are just failures.
My dad is my first guru and with his love, blessing, and guidance I hope to scale great heights!