For all those readers who are a nineties born or earlier, would remember those days that were a little distant from technology. I remember going to the parks to play. Reading more and more of books all the time, everyday. I can’t forget how mom scolded me and my siblings from watching television for more than an hour. I remember how we all sat together to sing or play and at times dance our troubles away.
I don’t see any of that happening today. We’re unfit and unclear, frustrated all day. We all sit with mobile phones closer than the people are. We are socially active but usually lifeless and slothful by far. I can’t remember when I left the book and took a phone in my hand. But I wish I can do vice versa soon and get new books back to my hand.
I wish to get to my feet and dance my worries out. I wish to play a game of chess with my dad and to laugh out. I wish to go jog not because it’s a duty but fun to jog and laugh around. I wish to sing more than to listen to my favorite music tracks which were earplugs bound. I wish to help mom cook desserts again. I wish to find my old friends, again. I wish to leave the techy games behind. I wish to pick up my pen leaving the keys far behind.
I know it’s different world today but it sure can be balanced too. Let’s try to take a walk into a life afar from technology too. 🙂
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. 🙂
I know the word YODO seems like an error or something incorrect or strange to most of my readers today. But I do have a reason for the L being replaced by a D in the abbreviation “YOLO”.
So a few years back, youngsters like me got quite excited with the abbreviation YOLO, which means You Only Live Once. I personally loved commenting it on pictures of my traveler buddies. YOLO became a pretty common status and a further common phrase to use to mock a friend from the group. But after this little time that I’ve spent using that word I’ve understood one simple thing. That it was never that way for me. It was nothing like a eureka moment or epiphany. I just understood that YOLO faded away for me because I didn’t really find it truthful anymore.
I felt that “You Only Live Once” is such a wrong connect. Because, we live everyday, each minute and breathe almost every second of our lives. In fact we breathe faster than the seconds of a minute, utilizing more of every micro part of being alive. And we just die once. So my conception of YOLO made me realize that how amazing it would be if I could live even every minute of my life to the fullest, making it memorable and having a story to tell about it. About the life I live in every breath. About the life that’s such an amazing gift to all of us present here.
Because, You Only Die Once and YOU LIVE EVERYDAY! 🙂
“But I might fall and hurt myself hard.” she said. Of course there are chances you will fall and hurt yourself. But you have to get up, climb again and try harder. Get up with the thought that you can do it. Climb with the thought that this one is definitely the last climb and jump with the thought that you’re flying.
Every goal in life requires passion and patience. If you have the passion to do it with all your heart without expecting anything in return, it’ll soon be yours and once you have the patience to achieve it, trying a million times and harder every time won’t tire you even a bit.
I love to attach my small-term goals to my dream. One step towards my goal is like one more step towards my dream. And so what if I’m slipping backwards or falling again, I’m definitely preparing myself for a longer run or a higher flight.
Through a dreamers mind to another go getter. Don’t give up, life’s large to make it happen. 🙂
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! 🙂
Away from all the stereotyping, discrimination, equality, fundamental rights and other important issues. Let’s just talk about us. The better halves of the world I mean. Just kidding! 😛
This is not just for men to read. Remember lying on mom’s lap for even a few seconds and how her hands can’t resist playing with your hair and skin? The way this alluring darling can’t help but care for us? She’s so affectionate that I sometimes start to think how wonderful a wife dad’s got. She’s so caring that I wonder if I’ll ever be able to become a mom like her.
Coming to wives or women as partners, especially this era when she’s competitive but in such beautiful ways that you tend to love her more, don’t you? I won’t say she gives up on a lot, but she does think mostly just about you. You’re her one and only and she loves you in the most deepest ways.
And do you remember that little girl who had a crush on you ever since you were born. Whether girls or boys, everyone loves sisters. They’re so irritating and annoying that you can’t help but noticing them being in your lives. But at the same time, you got any difficulty little or elder one, it’ll soon be hers. Hell yeah!
We can’t forget daughters today they’re a father’s piece of heart and a mother’s little part itself. No matter how old they get they’ll always be young for mom and dad. These daughters make the most difference actually by changing on each step of their lives. As young riling creatures to adult caring moms. I can’t thank them enough for being themselves.
These women might not be the best but they’re mostly a great deal to the world. They might not be equal or stronger but they’re quite everything anyone would want in their lives. I know I’ve missed quite many of them but let’s love them and respect them.
Happy Women’s Day to all the beautiful women of the whole wide world! We love you Ladies! 🙂