You must be guessing who is Shaan targeting in the lines to follow. No suspense. Its you and me. Yes we are – A breed of proud losers planning to win greater battles of life in near future!
Once a man from a remote Indian village who excelled in his field of interest as a geologist didn’t join the top organization because he had to relocate to some big city like Mumbai or Delhi to pursue his interest. He joined a bank as a clerk and stayed close to his family, raised his kids armed with values, education, sensibility and global outlook. He did the best he could, sacrificed the passion for rocks, dropped the interest in cinema, probably never heard music as passionately as he used to, lost interest in traveling, blacked out the passion to click photos and worst of all stopped dreaming.
Compromises, if I term that appropriately, is what has my father has done to build and keep a large family united. Quarter of a century later, me and you and most of us are continuing the saga. I would not start on the list of ‘Things-I-could-have-done’ because the blog will never end. I became what most of us were supposed to become. When my father was not able to pursue his interest or passion, he definitely would have pledged that my kids would do better, they would do what I failed to do, what I wished to. Hey…..did I hear you take the same pledged again? Have you ever realized what you wished? Technically they would pursue your dreams and not his/her own. Better you confess now or never blame your predecessors. But let me tell you something straight, we are a better breed of blamers than being just losers. We always have someone or some circumstance to blame for our failures and our non-commitment to pursue our passion. ‘Because’ is the favorite word in the loser’s dictionary. And when you wish something for your next generation, your wish might not come true, the reason being when they look up to you, you wont have a better explanation why you didn’t chase your dreams. Better be prepared with a satisfactory answer. Must be questioning, why I haven’t mentioned my mom, the epitome of a sacrificing middle class woman. The reason being I never figured out what she ever wished and dreamt in her whole life.
One of my dearest friends, once while we analyzed this breed of human species, we figured that we are lost and confused. Having a deep sense of music and passion for art, he now keeps asking himself- ‘What actually am I passionate about’. For years, our attitude to compromise and sacrifice and loosing and failing and blaming someone else have made us all incompetent. One common explanation, we all have is – ‘I did this for the happiness of others’. My dear, as we moved on to the twenty first century, that other person has no time and space in his/her life to be happy for you, because he/she is busy sacrificing and compromising to make someone else happy. It’s a vicious circle.
As we build ourselves today, so will the next generation. Nobody else has nor can create the passion in you. All you could do best today is wake up and start running, go get your dreams, be happy. Live your own life to the fullest. Your sacrifice for someone else will go unnoticed and a quarter century from now, you would not be happy to see what kind of breed you created.
Let them be winners.
