I wanted to share this. I would like to share some experiences here and something that I thought of.
Once upon a time, during late may, I was thinking of me. Yeah right, pretty self-centered sentence but this self-reflection is what I wasn’t great at, so I was just standing on my balcony and just thinking.
A few years ago I was in fourth grade, and the second day of me in this school was the day that BTS debuted. LOL, it’s a random fact, but it’s just to say how quickly the days have turned into weeks, into months, into years. (And now in a vote for someone to sing in the ___, BTS always leads the list)
By then our first semester of eighth grade was close to the beginning. Time had gone by in the blink of an eye. How quickly people changed. Once, the same people who used to play all the time and plot plans against their foes now had better things to do.
Starting a new year at a new school was a tough thing, and I knew that very well. If you mess up on your first impressions, you’re screwed as long as you’re there.
I had once asked some of my friends and classmates from fourth grade about how I was like. The responses were something like –
You used to lose things, and then cry a lot saying that your parents would be very mad at you.
You were always a padipali (nerd or something like that in Tamil)
You used to cry a lot.
You wanted to be friends with everyone.
You used to roam a lot.
This was it. I was kinda screwed actually. It took a long, long time before they knew me as a completely different person. Okay, not completely but still. Different from before.
Every single day wasn’t imprinted in my mind, and it obviously won’t be. But the moments I cherished a lot would remain in my brain for a long time. Unless I have Alzheimer’s disease, that is.
It was beautiful. Things were always beautiful, the colors of life mixed together in a blur. The happy moments went by and by to dream on when I was sad. I had no other place to go but up. And that’s where I kept going. Up and up.
I was inspired by some certain people in this school. They spurred me to do better and keep going. 5C’s girl prefect, for example, Shreya Sanoj. I often wondered how did she even manage to remain sane all through the year with the boisterous class that 5C was. Our class had gotten the best class award and she got the best prefect award.
I was happy for her, of course.
I was hoping I could do that too, on the day the teachers were choosing who was to be the prefect of 7D. That’s what they said – We have a lot of expectations on you.
But I guess I just wasn’t made for it because no matter how hard I tried, it looked as if the class was immune to all of my tricks and each and everything I knew. The teachers’ comments about the class just made everything worse. But I guess, in the end, it was worth it. At least, I had something new to learn.
But who knew that one day, by one little action, I would change completely? Just overthinking on one small thing made me do it for nearly each and everything.
One day can change your whole life.
One small decision can change your whole school year.
One minute can be enough to do many, many things. Think, for example.
Every single second matters.
I know, the daily routine is monotonous, the study session is way too tedious, the books you may have read over and over may seem dull.
But with one change, one small one….
Things can change completely. I know it. Been there, done that. I’m not even kidding.
It might seem impossible. And difficult. It’s not that of a piece of cake to bring about a gigantic change in the way you live, but I think, it starts with the way you think. Positively and negatively speaking, it’s happened to everyone.
And when you fall back, and you feel like giving up, there’s no other place to go but up. Learn, and then move on, but don’t dwell on them because –
Sometimes it’s best to just let go and move on, but mostly it’s best to learn and treasure that lesson for life.
Get up, and get cracking!
snowghoul
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