‘I float like a butterfly, but I sting like a bee.’-Muhammad Ali
Yesterday, the world woke up to a shocking news-Muhammad Ali, the greatest boxer of his generation and probably the century-was no more.
Although I was born long after Ali had hung up his boots, I was not unaware of his victories and his life struggles. My father was a passionate follower of Ali and would try to instil in us the same belief and self confidence that the fighter displayed. He would ask us to follow Ali’s example and not be afraid of any challenges thrown at us, no matter how big and insurmountable they seem. The fact that my grandmother was diagnosed with Parkinson’s and would fight it for over 30 years sealed another connect with the fighter.
Ali has been a great champion to the people of the US and the entire world. His refusal to fight in the Vietnam War and his bouncing back to top form even after losing over 6 years of his peak fighting life to a ban is a testament to his character and his spirit.
Rest in Peace old man. The world will miss you.