Ok firstly to start off I don't mean it in a creepy way , its a term I heard and fell in love with in a split-second. I'm going to drift off for a second there.
To say that the start of 12th grade was exciting would be an understatement. And what I've learnt through that one month is how belief in yourself can make mountains move.
I am going to be brutally honest here , when it comes to almost any situation I am a borderline pessimist and hence when I had to make some major decisions I made them keeping the principle of conservatism in mind. Now a month later I cannot be happier. This piece by me will give you a brief but thought provoking commentary throughout that one month filled with the most important competition of my life.It was a nerve wrecking month with everyone looking for their edge. Unfortunately I had so little confidence in myself that a single incident against me just broke me down. I had inherited enough confidence after being a part of the real world for 3 weeks but I started realising my resources were dwindling. Like always I looked around for an understanding friend or a pair of wise eyes but I found none.(my friends had shifted.) It was almost without choice that I spoke to one of my schoolmates ,she was known to be kind and I was vulnerable then. She calmed me down and tried to pick the shards and pieces of what remained of my confidence. Without even knowing me well enough she believed in me , shockingly so. As I started to believe in myself with support from my family and teachers I felt like a whole new person with a new perspective. I saw how people really did like me for me , it didn't matter to them that I was reckless or blunt at times they found me to be a welcome change. This whole transition had by then taken 3 weeks. There was one week left the final part of the competition and by then I had accepted that I had given my best and I could do no more to tilt the odds in my favour. Competiton was tough .. we were all filled with anxiety and well I can say this for sure on the day of the result there was noone out there who was more prepared to lose than me. But my name being called out as the winner changed everything. It has made me stronger and graceful at the same time almost like a cheetah.
But the point I'd like to make is sometimes we feel its enough to surround ourselves with our near and dear ones and not even look forward to what the world has to offer , if it wasn't for that kind girl I probably would have been crushed under the impact of negativity and would have surely not won. The title "Collecting people" is a term I've come to love , there is practically noone in this world that I hate. I dislike people sure I'm not a saint. But I with the new changes and all want to give everything and everybody a second chance in the hope that they will give me one too. I want to see the good in people , I want to give people a chance , cause obviously God gave me one and well it taught me something no fable or textbook could.. qualities good/bad are embedded deep into a person whether you want to collect the person or not depends on you and that depends solely on who you give a chance ! I've made changes in my life with these two words I collect people and I'm proud of it , but like any other hobby I do it purely out of hope , passion and the faith in its symbiotic nature.
Alamelu.
To say that the start of 12th grade was exciting would be an understatement. And what I've learnt through that one month is how belief in yourself can make mountains move.
I am going to be brutally honest here , when it comes to almost any situation I am a borderline pessimist and hence when I had to make some major decisions I made them keeping the principle of conservatism in mind. Now a month later I cannot be happier. This piece by me will give you a brief but thought provoking commentary throughout that one month filled with the most important competition of my life.It was a nerve wrecking month with everyone looking for their edge. Unfortunately I had so little confidence in myself that a single incident against me just broke me down. I had inherited enough confidence after being a part of the real world for 3 weeks but I started realising my resources were dwindling. Like always I looked around for an understanding friend or a pair of wise eyes but I found none.(my friends had shifted.) It was almost without choice that I spoke to one of my schoolmates ,she was known to be kind and I was vulnerable then. She calmed me down and tried to pick the shards and pieces of what remained of my confidence. Without even knowing me well enough she believed in me , shockingly so. As I started to believe in myself with support from my family and teachers I felt like a whole new person with a new perspective. I saw how people really did like me for me , it didn't matter to them that I was reckless or blunt at times they found me to be a welcome change. This whole transition had by then taken 3 weeks. There was one week left the final part of the competition and by then I had accepted that I had given my best and I could do no more to tilt the odds in my favour. Competiton was tough .. we were all filled with anxiety and well I can say this for sure on the day of the result there was noone out there who was more prepared to lose than me. But my name being called out as the winner changed everything. It has made me stronger and graceful at the same time almost like a cheetah.
But the point I'd like to make is sometimes we feel its enough to surround ourselves with our near and dear ones and not even look forward to what the world has to offer , if it wasn't for that kind girl I probably would have been crushed under the impact of negativity and would have surely not won. The title "Collecting people" is a term I've come to love , there is practically noone in this world that I hate. I dislike people sure I'm not a saint. But I with the new changes and all want to give everything and everybody a second chance in the hope that they will give me one too. I want to see the good in people , I want to give people a chance , cause obviously God gave me one and well it taught me something no fable or textbook could.. qualities good/bad are embedded deep into a person whether you want to collect the person or not depends on you and that depends solely on who you give a chance ! I've made changes in my life with these two words I collect people and I'm proud of it , but like any other hobby I do it purely out of hope , passion and the faith in its symbiotic nature.
Alamelu.
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