Why me?

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The picture was captured this morning at about 8.30am. Isn’t it a privilege to witness the subtle beauty of nature in a form such as the drama of lights and shades, as if you are witnessing a prodigy of the heavens that light as a symbol of good and pure shows the lost and deprived the way to success and victory?

Yes, it is!

But if it shows the path to your college and the daily routine of shoving your a** (yeah it is that word), you might not feel being privileged. Beneath the trees and the shimmering lights from heaven, the lane leads to my college and it is THE most used path since my stay at this place. So why get so attached to this picture all of a sudden?

Something not-usual happened today. Like the other days, students were flowing in and out through that lane. I noticed two kids of the age of 8 and 7 years, standing by the lane and watching the gate. Clearly, they were not students and that they were not awestruck by the divine prodigy, they stood so stiff and alert as if they were statued. But I didn’t give a second look cause I was getting late for my class. (You know the drill at such situations, right? )

By watching the picture, you can guess the position from where the picture is taken. Yes! I took my own path through the middle of the field (and from behind the kids standing by the main lane) to join the main lane under the trees, under the light of the gods. As I crossed the transfixed kids and about to board the main lane, they started following me. With their tiny steps, they tried hard to keep pace with me. The further I moved, the closer they got to me. I got alarmed and suspicious of the way they acted. I looked back at them, they were keeping their pace and still transfixed to something ahead, to the end of the lane, to the gates; closing some more inches towards me. And then the elder one held my right forearm and I felt a jolt; a stimulus that alarmed my nerves but did not retract my stature. I could see their eyes then, they were pale filled with fear and still transfixed. And finally, I cared to look towards the end of the lane where they gazed, and saw three wild street dogs, all of the height of the elder kid, roaming in front of the gate as if they were shooing away anyone who tried to enter their territory, growling and making a stern eye contact. Clearly, it was a frightening moment (read Code Alert) for the little kids. (Once I got terribly chased by a swan when I was a kid and got terror-stricken to confront swans for a long time afterwards.) As soon as I realised the situation, I grabbed them closer and helped them get past the dogs safe.

Soon after we departed, I felt really good and positive to have started my day by helping someone out. Also, I realised one thing. Undoubtedly I got alarmed by their alien behaviour for a few seconds and I was not in a mood to get involved in any trouble at the early hours of the day. (Having had the stereotype that a good start welcomes good events and bad welcomes bad events). maybe, I would have cursed myself saying ‘Why me!? (always getting involved in disturbing situations!!)’ But the real question should be ‘Why not others?’ (to know about the events howsoever not usual to others, I get involved in, please read this The Journey Begins )

Sometimes we blame the blues for the misfortune that dawn upon us; sometimes we hold the Almighty responsible for the misery we are in; sometimes we feel utterly depressed for being left out in this progressive world and keep on asking ourselves why me!!?   But we don’t care to notice the fact that not always do we run into the ‘why me!?’-situation or maybe we never do; sometimes we are chosen, handpicked by the Almighty for a greater cause. Even in the disguise of the worst ever experience, the Almighty gives us an opportunity to bring a much noble cause to the society. On a personal note too, we feel annihilated when life throws the odds to us so reluctantly, making us feel low on hope, but it is the silver line masked in those misfortunes that hold the spirit of positivity and goodwill in it.

Never fall in the vicious loop of ‘Why me!?’, rather ask ‘Why not other!?’ and feel special for being the chosen one. And you might not know whether the misfortune holds a noble cause or not, but the belief that you are chosen and the special one alone can give you the jolt to success that no other force can.

Like Napoleon Hill once said,

 ‘Opportunity often comes disguised in the form of misfortune or temporary defeat.’

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The Circle

… an insight to define one’s warmth from his comfort

Ever since we were introduced to the definition of a circle as the locus of all points at a constant distance from an origin, we have come to know that we are actually surrounded by numerous such circles. If you are sitting on your study table, look around; the dial of your watch, the Sellotape, the opening of your pen cap, the screw heads of your table, or if you’re in kitchen; the bottom of the pan, cap of the bottle, the plates, cups, the strainer etc.; All are the form of a circle. Look up the sky, you see the circular moon, the sun, or the earth which itself is a huge circle on which we rest. The circles appear in numerous ways around us, may it be tiny or large, but the mere fact that it has an existence in our lives cannot be denied.

Every being has his own way of living, means of living, tastes of living, principles of living, ethics of living or any ‘dash’ of living,  but the sole purpose of any living is to survive, and strive for his better self than yesterday, sustaining the basic elements of ‘life and matter’, soliciting some warmth, and rendering the same to others. Although comfort has never been the ideal place to endeavour for higher grounds of morale and abilities, warmth has imparted a soothing and reconciling reverberation to the human spirit. Both being different in meaning, we seem to comfort ourselves, maybe with material possessions or eternal content, but were never destined to settle there, for ‘A comfort zone is a beautiful place but nothing grows there #sourceInternet’; whereas we seek to falter (for a little longer ) under the blue dome of warmth; the warmth in the disguise of the cosiness that resembles that of our homies, the zeal that we feel when we meet different faces yet speak the same tongue, maybe the familiar one or the ditto, a song or even a rhyme that unite our mind and heart, a little bit of appreciation and sheer respect that you earn for the set of principles you aspire or a whole lot of other niceties that give you an ethereal sensation of being your highest self. That’s where you draw your circle; the circle that encompasses your warmth; the circle that defines the person you are, your likes-dislikes, happiness-sadness, acceptance-denial, choices-decisions, priorities-options etc. Being centered, you either tend to draw it close or expand a bit more, but on an average choose to keep it a constant expanse. 

The underlying fact that could not be reprimanded is that the warmth I feel within my circle might not mellow some others’ spirit and vice versa. In our journey of transient nuances, we happen to meet new people, conquer new territories, acquire new abilities and accordingly, we welcome new editions to our selves. The circle, almost perennial, confines us at all times. It works totally fine till you sense the tiniest perception of you being out skirted from your own circle, maybe by some external factors or by sudden cognitive outbreaks: An overall phenomenon termed as ‘intersection of the circles’. Every living element encircled by his circles has the tendency to influence and thus intersect our circles of warmth. The vulnerability of such intersections ranges from very frequent to very long. Sometimes you do it smooth and swift, aligning to a new position, cause you share more or less a common span of warmth within your circle that gets blended into others. But sometimes you find it difficult to settle offset, or to blend. In this transit, you feel ‘…disturbed’, ‘…need to find peace’, ‘…need a break’, ‘…why me…?’, ‘…conflict of interest..’ and ask all sort of self-awakening questions and statements, the answers to which are like a mirage. The sooner you catch the mirage, the swifter your transition gets, and the better you feel. The intersection, transition, and thus the loop converge to a prime element of evolution: CHANGE. Nature changes as spring advances to autumn and then to winter, human body changes from an infant to adult, living beings change from primitive to adaptive, and thus change is the only constant. Your circle always stays intact to you, seems constant but it has been through a rigorous process of incurring changes and alignments, sometimes adamant to give in or give out. After all, you must find the warmth where you fit in and feel cosy.

With this, I leave the readers to think about their circles, what defines them and try to interpret the intersection of circles with the surrounding elements of ‘life and matter’. Whenever you get into a conflict of interest, minds, opinions or of power, try to understand the role your circle plays, and the significance that change has borne, may it be universal or imposed. It is the individual himself who is centered, and responsible for how deep he is rooted in his circle or how adaptive he can be towards (change) settling offset (or alignment). I have found mine, but the prodigy still continues; as it is equally important to realise when to hold my expanse tight and when to embrace the change.