Abba’s little boy
So far in life, I’ve always believed that whenever I encounter resistance, it’s the world telling me I’m on the right track and that I’m doing something different. And that I’m pushing myself outside my comfort zone. But despite all my preparedness, I was still not ready for the emotional anguish that would engulf me when my abba read one of my blog posts. (
I’ve taken the content down.)
I’ll be honest. This silly thing has snatched my peace from me. And I know that I won’t be able to post anything else, till I close this matter.
Tell me boss, what is the point in talking about beliefs and passion when you yourself don’t follow what you preach. It’s so easy to talk no. Walking the talk, not so much.
So, after a lot of back & forth, and forth & back, I think I’ve narrowed it down to a couple of questions. One is, was it worth it? And the second is, do I take the post down, or leave it published ?
Well. I did learn something from it. I learned that it’s okay to take names on a public forum when you praise someone. But never criticize someone on a public forum.
Secondly, just like I enjoy getting all this cool feedback about people liking what I write, I was bound to ruffle feathers at some point and get criticized for my writings. Part and parcel of the game no?
I have gotten away 25 years, by staying under the radar. Trying to please everyone. Keep everyone happy Bhamla, that was that goal. So, this is probably the first time in my life that I got strongly rebuked for voicing my opinion and writing some stuff. I have to admit, it scared the shit out of me. Not to mention, that it came from The Man himself.
Anyway. I realize as I write this, that maybe it’s time to take responsibility for one’s actions. It’s so easy to sit at home and read about great people and be inspired. But so difficult to stand by what one’s words.
And honestly, in the last six years, with JEE and IIT, have pretty much ensured that I lead a life with my head in a box. Like a race-horse with blinders on. But, that’s hardly the kind of life I aspire to.
You know, any given day, you ask me, Bhamla, who do you think you are? And I’d reply, I’m the most awesome guy in the world. But maybe I’m not. Maybe, I’m just a 25-year old little boy. A boy, who needs to man-up.
Today seems like a good day to take the blinders off. And look beyond the box.
A man who stands for nothing will fall for anything. ~ Malcolm X
The post is back up.