Mediocrity Kills.......!!

All are not born genius like Albert Einstein or Thomas Eddison. This is the category of intellectuals. Many amongst us belong to the Average Category. I belong to the latter one, and I don't have any qualms admitting it. My take on ordinariness of a person's existence would perhaps help you to relate with the struggles of mediocres ,and this piece could be an interesting read for you.

I endorse the former view i.e. it's been my privilige to be born as a mediocre. Perhaps, that has helped me understand things around me in a much better way than the rest. Coming back to my life's story, I was born in a middle class family. But my father was determined to send all three of us to English medium schools and get us good education. You must be wondering where does the idea of being an average person disappeared! You will understand it once you are through this piece.

My parents did their best to raise us and made us touch the line of mediocrity-which was a huge achivement for them-in terms of education, ambitions, personality and language. 

When me and my siblings advanced to the college life, it was our first brush with the mad chase for goals, ambitions, multi-talented people, people with oddles of confidence. We tried to fit in amongst them. We felt so close to this bizzzare feeling of thriving in Dark Ages, so ignorant was our outlook towards life. We had a keen sense of purpose and inclination to always do good.

There started the journey, at each turn we had struggled and leanrt. You neither get appreciated nor you get slapped with criticism if you are a mediocre. Therefore, its important to rise above this category.  You need a lot of self-motivation to rise from an undistinguished and unexceptional life to that of excellence. A lot of hard work is needed, atleast once . Then life perhaps might get easy, but again complacency is a fatal disease.
Now......after almost a year I am adding onto this post....a lot has changed during this period. A new feather has been added in our cap. Life suddenly has become quite favourable and has been showering with pleasures. We as a family have come closer to our goals. My brothers and I have a well defined career with our individual goals to achieve. I am on my way to become a journalist, and they are excelling in the field of engineering. Today, when I look back to all those years of uncertainty, I feel elated that we have had our share in life's struggle. Or the struggle has just begun......as the Robert Frost has put it "I have got miles to go before I sleep".
Chao till I write the next post....

Musings

It was the first day at new college. Not naming the college for privacy, however, all I can tell you is, that it was one of the most cool colleges of DU. Having studied in a co-ed school and then suddenly getting admission into all Girl's college was not that appealing for me. Not that I hated girls, but it was the beginning of something very unusual in my life.

For the next two years, all I got to see was girls, more girls, and some more girls. All around the campus -inside the Canteen, Nescafe, Lobby, Basketball Court, girls lying on the backyard area, some hanging on the trees, others busy with their love stories on the uppermost floor of the building...oh! God ...Can you imagine the same sight for the two best years of your life? Not that I was dying for boys company, but I had started realizing the unusual, creepy sort of feeling taking shape within my personality.

After the passage of one year, the change had set in. I had started enjoying the warm of the cocconed life. I had become more reserved and uncomfortable towards the opposite sex. It's not just me , most of my friends at college felt the same that studying in Girls' college has serious repercussions on the development of personality. Once the college gets over, we girls' college students aren't able to come to terms with the real world. It gets little odd for us to deal with the opposite sex. It is a very strange feeling. Those who have been into girls college would understand my point.

And the things which got affected the most was my temper. How to describe those wild- tantrums, tombyish attitude, carefree style, practically everything got just worse. On the other hand, I did learn a lot of women- centric qualities- like the importance of freedom, independent thinking and decisions, in the male- dominated society of ours. I feel, even in the 21st century nothing much has changed for women. They are still accepted by the males if they are submissive in their attitude. In this context, I have become much more stronger after having come to this lone world. But somewhere down the line, I do feel that things would have been better off , had I been to a co-ed college.