Let’s nudge our pessimist selves
of multi-tasking and an urge to earn more, I undertook a project and subjected
myself to toil for fourteen hours a day including my office work.
Initially I was proud to have enlisted myself in this independent task but later on it started taking toll on my mind.
All the motivational quotes, articles and
self-help books perched on the top of my mind asking me to continue and my
inner self kept prodding me to achieve more than I could.
I thought if there is
no pain how would I gain.
In order to complete that project I had to achieve
interminable numbers though we can count those but this exhaustible task made
an entire experience impossible one.
My entire family started blaming me that I should have asked for their advice or else I should have calculated the task well. I wanted to achieve something unachievable on the expense of my health.
I lost the
willpower to achieve that unachievable and could see my investment slipping
from my hands.
I couldn’t muster enough strength to pacify the darkened clouds
of pessimism which were looming on my head. The foundation of my
self-confidence was about to crumble.
But someone came to my rescue and guess
who? My mother-the real progenitor boosted my morale with her kind words and
asked me to reflect on what went wrong and take it as an experience well
She started quoting several leaders who went on to achieve big in their life. I was speechless to hear it from my mother though she being an introvert and spoke few words in an entire day.
Brick after brick of wisdom helped me
sustain my mettle and roused me from the dreams of avarice.
I took a day
off from my work. The very next day I missed my transport which plies towards
my company and in order to reach on time I boarded public transport.
avid reader I utilized my time to its maximum potential. But that day each
article came hitting me on my hippocampus and amygdala.
One of the article
boasted about a minister’s display of social work in the form of distributing
freebies and it made me realize about my anguish.
Another article listed
details about the brutality of police clampdown on protesters in order to
suppress their voice. Those lathis(sticks)
came rushing down on my head and I developed empathy for those protesters.
Initially an entire reading experience didn’t augur well with me but later on
it casted a spell where I found myself spell-bounded and got immersed in the
lives and events described in the newspaper.
I proved myself a living example
of being true to the motto of this newspaper which says,”Because the truth
involves us all”.
Days passed and I grew accustomed to this habit of involving
and indulging myself in each article which I read.
I went to the extent where I finished licking entire newspapers to my astonishment.
We need a little nudge from our inner core to rouse ourselves from the nightmare of pessimism. So let’s pledge to eradicate this devil and usher in the optimist angel.
It would be an absolute unjust on my part not to credit Sir Ali Anani who nudged me to pen this buzz and expressed his desire to read this story. I am highly grateful to you sir.
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