Long time. Today I’m going to share something I wrote on my Instagram page. I’ve been thinking a lot about the future and I changed my plans of becoming a scientist and inventing human wings. That’s too much hardwork. I would rather do something fun like stand up comedy. I’m currently obssessed with EIC. And mostly I would change my mind again.
So this post is about how having the courage to lose is all it takes to win.
“I’ve lost. More times than you could imagine. But I’ve always made sure I got back up and kept moving. I may seem like a happy girl but that’s not what’s within me. I am a thousand broken pieces put together. But I don’t let that bother me. Because I have reached a point where failures have stopped hurting me. I’ve accepted them as a way of life. And the faster you take them into your life, the happier you would be.
I may not be perfect. But I’m proud that I don’t let my pain show in my life. That’s probably why they say, you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. And now I’m not scared of losing. I’m, in a deeper sense, excited. So I can add one more fall into my race. And when I complete it, I would be on the victory stand, looking into the eyes of those who were counting my falls.”
So all of who have fallen, you have to get up and win. Atleast to prove to those who think you can’t.
I don’t want to end this on a serious note so I’ll share an incident that happened with me recently. I was playing with my brother (a 2 year old nuisance). I was teaching him how a dog barks.
Okay, so I have this dog obssessed neighbour who owns four of them. While I was playing with my brother, he threw away whatever he was doing and ran to my house. Panting, he rang the bell. What he asked me next, left my mouth dry. My face lost its colour.
“Did you buy a new dog? I heard it barking.” The excitement on his face against the embarrassment on mine.
Me: A dog? What dog?
He: The dog that was barking now.
Me: That was not a dog. That was…umm anyway NOT a dog.
He: Okay sorry. I just love dogs. *face reddens*
Me: *smiles and quickly shuts the door*
And since then, my neighbour’s dogs have taught my brother to bark. A silly thought crossed my head after all this. He needn’t learn to bark only to end up having embarrassing incidents like this.