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When I was in high school, my principal once came up to me and reprimanded me for wearing knee length skirt (according to her, we were supposed to wear skirts reaching up to our socks). When I was the class monitor, the class teacher of section B were too envious of our section for we were ahead of them in both academics and co curricular activities. She somehow happened to be my math teacher, who would scold me anytime for anything once she entered our class. There was this girl who happened to be my rival back then and for the sake of our rivalry, she had the audacity to walk into our principal’s room and talk bullshits about me, for which of course I was thoroughly rebuked one hour later. Out of these three examples, as you can pinpoint, I had little to do with the situations which were quite harshly forced on me. Back then, I was agitated for everything that happened. I was embarrassed and humiliated. But, to speak the truth, do any of those matter now? They don’t right. Back then, someone had their glory days of which they took advantage. But now, once you pass those moments, it’s your day, it’s your life which is worth making glorious. Things which happen in school seldom matter later in life, unless of course it’s a traumatic and stigmatising incident which would rather be difficult to shrug off. But futile instances like these hardly matter. Keep calm and move on… . .
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I’ll tell you how it is : it’s like, when you do, it’s a piece of cake. But when they do it, they’ve she’d blood and sweat doing that. Yet, it doesn’t matter what they say or believe. In the end, you know you’ve worked and you know you’ve achieved. And that’s all that matters. Ask yourself the question : did I work hard to show others or was it for myself. Others don’t have to acknowledge your hard work as long as you do. . .
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Now answer me a question which shall be much of a reality check : has all your achievements been fruits of your expectations or some were utter bolts from the sky? Well, whatever be the answer, my point is a bit different from what I’ve just asked. There has been times in our lives when we have worked, real hard, toiled Day in and out for a certain something and have finally hit the bull’s eye. Those were the times when your success actually gave you the sweetness of being successful rather than the tang of sheer luck. But for most of us, those were also the times when our achievements were scrutinized the most by the general public… Sometimes, it’s just hard for people to accept the fact that you could build a fortress of your own. Then, they question. They question you, your abilities, your resources. And no matter how hard to try to reason out with them, they’ll eventually end conclusive with some caricatured answers. Sometimes they affect us, so much to an extent that we begin cross examining ourselves : did I really deserve it? Was it supposed to be me? .
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My dear, yes it was supposed to be you. And so you have won. And no one can take that feeling away from you. What else others say, except for the compliments, doesn’t matter 😉.
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Let’s talk. Words can wound and it can heal. Talk it over to support and help, talk it over to feel at ease.

Let’s not simply rubbish them off. Depression, death wishes, let’s take them seriously.

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“Be curious, not judgemental “- Walt Whitman. This advice is for us to keep in mind. But what shall you do when someone else is the judge and you’re the one being judged. You ignore them – as simple as that. You know yourself better than anyone else. You know your gilt edge and you know your shortcomings. And keep this in the back of your mind : if lions were to be bothered by what the jackals thought, then the lion would be less of a king. Agreed? .
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I bleed,

Not because I had a choice

But because I was chosen.

I bleed,

Not because I’m impure

But I am bestowed with the power to procure.

I bleed,

Not as my weakness

But as a boon to light up a father’s home.

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Let’s talk : #2

Well, this happens quite a lot with us. A little rift and we have a whole lot of eyes wondering if we’ll pass through it or not. Sometimes, they question, so much so that we end up questioning ourselves of our capability. But trust me, they don’t know your efficiency. They don’t know what you’re capable of. Your failures give rise to newer hopes. And let me conclude this by citing the very recent example Chandrayan 2, which is nothing but a success on its own even though ‘Vikram ‘ couldn’t land on its alloted spot. It’s a proud moment for all of us, dreamers who would not lose heart after the first attempt and work harder toward their goal.
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