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I will not give up taking challenges because magic happens when you do not give up. The universe always falls in love with a stubborn heart.
‘Never give up, be confident, don’t worry about the results, you do your best’
Do these lines sound familiar?
If you are a mother of a child who is more than two years old, you must have said this at least once, if not many times.
But what if someone says this to you and if that someone, is your child? Can’t believe it…right? Or maybe some of you have already experienced it.
I know, for most of us, the morning routine of reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee has changed to checking the phone with the morning cup of coffee.
Off late, the first thing I do in the morning is..check my phone to see if my blog or write up has been selected as the best blog or write up, to see whether my rank has fallen down as a writer. I also see who has done better than me. I feel dejected when I am not the ‘chosen one’. I want to give up writing. I feel dejected because I think of all the effort I put in to write the blog and all the sleep I lost to put in my thoughts into words.
I did not know that I am carrying this mood all through the day. I did not know that it was spilling over to all other activities. I became oblivious to everything else.
An hour back, I sat on my laptop to write something, I don’t know what happened, the words were not coming. I sighed and shut the laptop and went to watch TV.
I did not know that my younger son, who is at home because of the summer holidays was watching me.
He came to me and said, “Mummy, why are you so sad and edgy these days? You are not fun anymore”.
I told him that I am sad because my blog was not getting enough views and my rank is falling.
I really can’t believe my little boy could say what he said next. He said, “But why are you competing? You said you like writing so you write. It doesn’t matter what others are doing, what you do matters mumma”
My elder one joined the conversation. He said “Yes mommy, you write because you like writing. Enjoy what you do. Take these competitions or challenges as a means to do better than what you did earlier. Compete with your self. Success comes from knowing that you did your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming, your own words mummy”
I was not capable of talking. After two minutes, which felt like eternity for me, I just hugged them and said ‘Thank You’.
I am so happy that they made me realize my mistake.
I am not interested in competing with anyone and I hope we all make it.
So, beautiful ladies (and all the gentlemen), keep reading, keep writing and most importantly enjoy what you do.
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