I stood there contemplating the crowd. It was a motley group of people, no similarities on the outside, different hair colour, skin colour, shape and size. I belonged to that crowd now, so i thought. I was there to further my skills and so were they………that was only the similarity i felt on the first day.
As days rolled by, time flew and work became intense. Its hard to be a matured student as anyone would vouch. The motley group started feeling familiar, feeling like long lost friends. We journeyed forward and at each juncture as each one shared a bit of themselves, the dissimilarity receded a bit. The different outward appearance seemed to blur and melt. Similarities rose to the surface, as I realised that life treats everyone fair and square and all are carrying their little sacks of burden along. It does not matter where you belong, how you grew up and your journey so far. So, in all this trying to make sense was me, I was there all along but you seemed to frequently disappear. Through this motley group, I discovered you, who had been hiding all along, right at the back of the class. Nobody saw you, you were shielded by bravado.
Apart from the professional skills that we were honing, I also got a glimpse of the world. The world right there, shaped by experiences, shaped by individual stories. Stories that underline resilience, positive outlook, compassion, and strength, the one of the quiet variety. As the people in the east say, yin and not yang.
You were nicer, kinder, had a free laugh, felt vulnerable and was lovable. I on the other hand was aggressive, moody, non-empathetic and full of regrets. It was tough for me to like you, to be with you and accept you. The world is a harsh place and you were a misfit. This motley group taught me to like you, accept you and most importantly to understand that your qualities place you higher than mine, in this world.
Some qualities seem to vanish from this world. Qualities like empathy, compassion, humility, gratitude. Along my journey so far, people who possess abundant doses of these are actually the ones who are most successful. What is my measure of success? House, car, land, money? No, success for me today is to be in a position in your life where you are doing something which feels so correct and good, through your profession or otherwise. To be surrounded by meaningful people, from whom you can imbibe positivism, from whom you do get inspired. To feel and be there and that’s it, just one’s presence matters really. These people are actually rich, loved and are true beacons of inspiration.
I was lonely, very lonely, trapped in my own misery and thoughts, you came and liberated me. Differences that appear on the surface are just that…on the surface, inwardly we are all the same, same emotions, same needs, same wants.
That you is in all of us.