It’s been a long time now since I’ve been thinking about all my social media networks. I’ve been thinking about what my social media profile really does? Can I connect better with my people offline? Can I be more productive if I disconnect myself? Would I be updated? Would I be successful if I’m not a regular social media user?
Even though these thoughts didn’t come to me naturally they created a great impact on my thinking pattern. I’ve always been an avid social media user and the number friends on my Facebook profile or followers on my Instagram profile did matter a lot. But today, as I look back to those days when Facebook was merely a new website and we all created registered accounts to learn something new, I can see how the whole motive has changed and that too for nothing better.
This one’s not just about Facebook or Twitter or Instagram, it’s generally about how Social Media has taken up our valuable mind space and personal space and also, how it affects us in various aspects of our lives. Even as I write this article, I can imagine most of you not agreeing with my ideas and you might have important, completely sensible reasons of disagreement towards my thinking. But on an individuals’ level I feel completely satisfied to share my thoughts with people around, through a book rather than a text message.
In today’s world it can be immensely difficult to even try to imagine a life deprived of social media. But trying to come out from that viscous large clique and be completely outgoing, offline and oneself can truly be a beginning of some beautiful things in life.
Yes, it might take time. I believe all tough things do! But we might find better ways to connect, better entertainment routes, stronger bonds and many more social circles.
We might find a better way to live life. 🙂
With the dimensions of earth enlarging day by day, there’ll sure be a workplace just for you. Remember the dreams you had as a child? I don’t think I ever had a concrete one. I always dreamed of growing up to be a dancer or an artist or a story-teller and at times too many people as one. I remember my dream profession changing with the kinds of books I read, television shows I saw or the stories I heard at school. There was a time, probably during the 2nd grade, where I wanted to be just like my mother, so powerful yet humble.
Who knew, there would come a day where we’d have to fight to become what we finally decided upon? Compete against each other to live upto our dreams. Climb on shoulders, to touch the sky?
It takes around fifteen years to understand ourselves, to clear the confusions of our lives and come to definitive answer of what we want to become. A time where we want to know who we are and what we can really do? A time where we urge to find our power and responsibilities. It takes around a decade of struggles to follow that one dream that we feel is the most achievable and is just ours. There do come failures and doubts and all those things that can pull us down. Yet, we feel it’s just no time to turn back and we wish to leap ahead. Probably takes more time to trust our plans, a few more decades to make us reach the position we’ve always imagined to be at. And then is the time, when we can dream a new dream, choose to move ahead or become two personalities in one. To learn a new language or a new sport and all of it then makes sense of the beginning and the journey.
Every destination is a something that was earlier fought for. A place that you wish to die for and a journey that just seems to never end. But there’s always a world full of possibilities. A world of hope and of a dream that comes true. So keep going and keep dreaming and keep fighting till you get there. Don’t lose hope, do cry, but don’t forget to get up to get going back to the same dream for it is wanting to be yours as much as you’re wanting it, like a crazy lover.
Quoting, J. K. Rowling, “Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.” 🙂
Most of my life, I’ve been afraid of myself. Yes, if there’s a phobia that describes “self-fear”, I definitely have had it for most of my age. I’m not scared of myself, I’m scared of how wrong I can be, how much people can hate me, how hard I can fall or how bad I can fail. The fear of not being “good enough” has always kept me behind closed doors. Doors that always had an opportunity knocking on them. But I always felt that those opportunities weren’t meant for me.
Soon the time passed and with it the opportunities too. Now the fear of being behind the closed doors crept in so bad that stepping outside seemed like a much better path. A path that was unseen, unknown and definitely untraveled before. I knew I was alone here, but at some point isn’t everybody alone?
I took a few small steps thinking I’d reach the destination. Unknown of this world outside my door, I tripped hard and hurt myself too but I got up since this was the only way remaining right? Another few steps got me to diversions in the path I chose, since the destination was far, I thought to befriend my journey and trusted myself and my instinct. Another few steps brought me to a sea where I saw my reflection which was unclear but this time it looked fearless, brave and proud. The confidence to move further came in diminishing the fear that had taken place in me for so many years.
I took a few more steps and understood that I had come into the wrong direction. So what would I do now? I corrected my mistakes and went further. I won’t say that I’ve reached my destination but this journey has taught me a lot. From being afraid to do something because I could be wrong, to do something because I could be right too. This path of learning has sure been longer than it should have been but I’ve learned to think about the rights of the left way.
So now it doesn’t matter what can go wrong, because I can make it right. What matters is what can go right. 🙂
In life generally I’ve always been a slow learner not in terms of my teachers or by comparison, just through the result of self-assessment. Being slow at learning has never disheartened me. I guess that is because, I quite enjoy the process of learning new things, languages, sports, art forms and whatever I can get my hands on.
I’m usually proud, not the ‘egotistical’ pride but the ‘i did something today’ pride. And that comes in me with a motivation to do much better the next day or further. I’ve seen people feeling bad about themselves not being able to perform well, while that never happened with me. Not because being slow or weak didn’t affect me, but because I knew that practice was the route to excellence.
Everyone is talented with something or the other. But at some point everyone is a beginner. No one is born excellent. We all have to work hard to get there. And once you’ve committed yourself to it. You will eventually get there.
Allow yourself to be a beginner, no one starts off being excellent. 🙂
As long as there is life, there is going to be struggle. Don’t wait for it to pass or for everything to become alright. Get going and make it alright.
Life can never be perfect. There will always be tough times, challenges and difficulties. But there will also always be good times, happiness and peace. There might be more hurdles in your way than the small pebbles, more not so good conditions, more imperfect people. But how does it even matter?
Love yourself and give your best. Get started for yourself. Go ahead and take a step forward. With every struggle too comes the power to fight it. Be courageous enough to take the first step and take it now. For every step in your way will make you a winner. Each step will make you strong, confident and most importantly happy.
Every struggle comes with a promise to leave behind a better version of ourselves. But the only condition here is, it doesn’t go that easily we have to fight it. And when we fight our struggle we become the most successful person of our own little world.
Be brave and get started! 🙂
Do you feel sad about missing something important? Missing someone special? Or even missing a show you like to watch and you follow? Well, I quite do and I hate missing or waiting. But at times, you can’t be everywhere or do everything, right? That’s where prioritizing comes in and one feels helpless but he or she has to choose.
These I feel are the most difficult choices of my life. Especially, when I choose work over people and then miss them. When I choose assignments over family get togethers and miss all the love and fun. Fortunate or not we have to make these decisions and we tend to go into the direction for ourselves. Right? Wrong, I’d say!
I know what’s important for us, most people won’t understand. Yet, what is that thing we are quite waiting for? Would I miss work if I’m with people who love me? I would just miss my salaries. And family will stay by my side whether I have the money or not.
So consider yourself in this choice now. Think again before taking the decision. Because everything can come again, except the life we’re living and the time that’s passing. Create memories, hold blessings and have stories to tell your kids. Money can definitely buy a lot but happiness. 🙂
What is the best according to you? The best for me is something that proves my yesterday wrong. Something that proves to the world that, “I did it.” The best is something that helps me to grow and inspires someone else to get going. The best is something that you can give up everything for.
Honestly, I haven’t done my best yet. I haven’t put in my best effort. I haven’t written my best story. So when? When do we do our best? Once in awhile? We put in hundred percent only once in awhile? We go one step nearer to our dream only once in awhile? Why? Why can’t we give up on everything to get the best each and everyday? Why can’t we make today, tomorrow and day after the best? Why can’t we get up in this moment and make it the best?
The time is now and the place is here. So do your best. 🙂