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This is for you.
Friday, February 26, 2010

Because NuffNang tells me that you’re the most frequent visitor to my blog. No one visits my site as much as you do. I’m not scared, I’m not freaked out. I’m not going to call you a stalker and defame you. But I’m not flattered either. I don’t feel overly gratified that someone, one person at least, finds me interesting. It’s just that it feels surreal, the fact that a person as ordinary as I am could ever inspire anyone so much, when there are so many people out there who have achieved so much more than I have and think so differently from the rest of us. In my opinion, they are far more inspiring than I could ever be.

It’s funny because I spent part of the day believing that I was being looked down on and feeling like the bottom of someone’s shoe. And then I come home to the realization that to some people, strangers even, I mean a lot more.

But I digress. Thank you for letting me know that my words and actions have influenced at least one person in some way. If you really want to know, I see the person I used to be in you. And I’m sorry, because the few times I actually had contact with you, I did not do much to help you believe in your capabilities. In fact, I may have directly contributed to your lack of self-esteem. That alone should prove that I’m not all that much worth looking up to. Knowing that you read my blog makes me feel incredibly guilty, and gives me the feeling that I need to make up for putting you down. So here’s what I think you should know.

This is a year too late, but don’t let setbacks get in your way. I know I talk much, seeing as I put you down once. But I have faced as many setbacks as you have, believe me. Everyone has. It’s the way they deal with their setbacks, no matter how harsh, that makes all the difference. JK Rowling said in her address to the Harvard Alumni Association in June 2008:

“Some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.

Failure gave me an inner security that I had never attained by passing examinations. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way.”

Be proud of where you failed. Know that you actually tried. (I should eat my own advice, but whatever!) Know that with a healthy dose of confidence and a smattering of luck, you’re not far from being where you want to be. What I’m saying is terribly clichéd, but clichés are clichés for a reason.

And another thing you should remember: the grass only looks greener on the other side.

Now stop wallowing in self-pity. Get out there and show the world what you can be.

growup_karishma

Yes, this post really is directed at one specific person. S/he knows who s/he is. (: And I’m sorry if this post makes no sense, but I’m sleepy. Next time I feel like motivating somebody, I won’t do it at 2am in the morning.

I plan to bake something tomorrow. 3-day weekend, HERE I COME! :D

PS: Please don’t let this deter you from reading any further! My blog stats dropping like cow only.

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