There’s birth to start the story of an I, get to nurseries (kg’s otherwise) , get to school. Make some friends. Get to Junior college – again some new and some old friends. Decide upon to have a degree / diploma with again a less number of friends or get sole on that path. Till then this is Ok.
Adulthood come up. Immatureness has to go – after the professional life comes in. Somehow we get caught into what to do and what not to do on how to pretend we are rather than we were! Get a mask to cover the real self. This was the thing a friend had told me would be dismantled during the SSB interview of NDA. I was curious. But the guys on the interviewer’s seat are always tough rather they are meant to be.
Somehow the missing link in between all the things mentioned above is the I (which was always there – from birth) till the end and after it also! The point is to nurture this “I” (English doesn’t make it to be possible to write it as a small alphabet!) .
Think of a moment when you were small and playing on the grounds, had caught a catch with a cricket ball or hit a six – you are at the same moment. Then some day in school – a punishment u received (well sometimes – on the bench, or on knees outside the classroom or made to stand like a chicken ( murga ). A movie after college lectures (or in between them!) and tension of taking the marks list in hand!
These all periods just define one thing – interest on being what you are @ that instance. The ‘I’ in us was there every time with the cute little fingers to the rocky man structure. Physical Structure changes but the internal I remains the same. And time never waits. Are we at it now…..? answer it to yourself and try to change!