Lesson I learned in 2020!

At the beginning of 2020, we were hoping for a hassle-free, joyful, and wish-granting year but we all know how it turned up. No, I will not list the name of the rocks it threw on us, but I want to tell you how it was a helpful year for me.

When 2019 was about to end and, I was looking forward to settling some not-so-good things of my life. Many of us come across some incidents when people around us point fingers at our identification or personality. People compare us with XYZ person whom we have never met or known. Or even if we know them, we are not bound to be like them. At that time, we all have two choices: Either take their attack on our souls cowardly or stand for ourselves firmly. In a competition, all participants follow different strategies, rules, or steps to achieve something while competing. However, it is not that only one of them wins the race. After the result, successful stories make headlines, failed ones become a source of entertainment, and the rest fades away. But that does not conclude there is only one ‘perfect’ way to get a goal. How can people compare us against their set parameters? We are never required or supposed to meet other requirements to live our life. We can do what the hell our brain thinks of, or whatever minuscule our heart desires. How we look, how we speak, how we behave, and how we do whatever makes us unique. We can get better at something only if we find it necessary to do. We should not change ourselves just because we would get volatile attention of every random person who steps in our life.

New born babies come in this world alone, and when they get mature enough to expose themselves to the outside world, they should keep one thing in their minds: World gives respect to those who respect themselves first. Do not question your identity just for getting an entry ticket to join a ‘cool’ people group. Lift your head, straighten up your back and introduce your real self to them.

When I was immature, I allowed people to harm my soul, just for not feeling like a leftover. I doubted my abilities, disliked my body, hated my sensitive nature, and disowned my real self. There was a time when I was about to stop believing in myself, but I am thankful to God for filling hope inside me. I have lost some people who wanted me to change according to their recipe for becoming a perfect person. They denied accepting the real me, and I did not waste my time in fulfilling their ideal expectations. I am grateful for all past incidents when I got bullied, insulted, mocked, or rejected by some ruthless and insincere people. Those incidents helped me finding my true self when I was about to erase my soul and identification.

Will meet you next year. Take Care!

Love,

Hakuna