Writing about oneself could always be the heaviest odd which anyone can survive! When asked the most puzzling question, “What do you want?” there has always been a brief silence in my thoughts, as to what shall I ask for…May be everyone has the same difficulty, when it comes to choosing one for ourself. Let’s not lug this so much, I just wanted to say ‘knowing oneself’ is the ultimate piece which anyone can have!!!
I really don’t know how this article would make sense to the reader; to me it’s yet another ‘scribbling’ in my note pad. But, with a small ray of hope that there may be a fraction of crowd to feel…’Oh! I’ve felt the same at times’…like I felt when I read about others, here I continue…
This write up is more to do with those feelings which are so common in each one of us, but yet one among those ‘seemingly secret’ which we treasure through out our lives. We cry within wanting our voice to be heard amidst different people. I felt I’m not the only one who feels this way, so here goes a small attempt to make people realize there is something so common in each one of us, but uncommon too.
More than talking about ambitions, attitude and a million other such similar sounding words, I felt it’s important as to what we generally feel about ourselves and our life. ‘Fear of public opinion’ has worked out brilliantly in most of our lives, which we must accept. Though we believe in ‘revolutionary age’, somewhere in the corner of our mind, it does lurk…what it would seem to him?, For I’ve undergone the same struggle to make things happen…from meeting a neighbor to shaping my dreams, anything that falls into this vast extreme limit has never been easy! But I never forget to admire a ‘beautiful mind’ in me! (Sorry, not exaggeration!)
Here goes a few verse penned by Emily Dickinson, to those feel they are different from others! This goes like a conversation between two, who strives to make a world with a difference…
I'm nobody!
Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd advertise - you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog
A small suggestion here…guys- ‘feel good’ about you and don’t worry about sounding dumb…for the world we live in, would have not have been better if our ancestors have felt the same.A day would come sooner where in you would have been deserted by everyone and anything you had…a day, you are going to feel ‘there has been so many different phases in life which passed by’, on that day we must be able to lift out heads in pride and say ‘I’ve lived a contented life’!
For those who feel, we aren’t what we thought of becoming…a small reference here, I remember my high school professor, in his ‘fair well’ lecture…’I aspired to become Einstein and Newton in my schooling, here I am…looking for my pension and provident fund, the day I retire! To me he had achieved more than what he wanted to do in life.
Our roads are not so well-laid, and we can’t feeling ‘the other road could have been better’, you’ll never know, you might have felt worse if the other had happened to us. Try giving a ‘second look’ to small things which happen to you, though it may not deserve it, trust me…life is so beautiful!Happiness always!
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