" Do not compare yourself with them " I said to myself one more time.
Following the mantra " Make no mistake" did not really suit me for the longest time. Habituated, in fact, had lately fallen in love with this art of making mistakes. A famous book by Ravinder Singh titled "Can love happen twice?", the same question framed in my case differently "Can the same mistake happen twice?" TWICE? I hold the highest degree in committing blunders and still smiling at the end of the day. Not that I haven't done anything good. But what surprises me the most all the time is that when mistakes are executed, they seem to block our minds, but when they are done they leave an impression on our lives. A beautiful impression! Sometimes, it is true to believe that we are the real owners of every action in our lives and sometimes they are the representatives of multiple personalities of our beautiful journey.
Recalling childhood, lower grades gave us scoldings MOST OF THE TIMES and securing rank 1 helped get our favorite ice cream. With time, there are better versions of perception and even better people to handle everything that we go through. Like not performing well in exams is the result of all those sessions which were not attended at the college or maybe because of more attention to things which deserved no attention at all. Sitting in the corner of the room,"WHAT NEXT?I ruined it all!" asking the same question and shedding thousands of tears, I discover that mother had answers to every toughest question of the world. Maa brought the cup of my favorite Elaichi chai and then that day the warmth of mother's love was more than the tea she brought. Sometimes, mistakes lead to better forms of love!
Worked like a detective to know the actual truth behind the "not-so-true" face of the friend we had spent the first 7 months of higher secondary schooling and made endless memories with. Can anyone actually work this hard to just fight for one own self to simply tell the world "NO! It wasn't my mistake at all." Spending hours and hours to figure out who the real culprit is or may be what will the world think about these broken friendships and relationships which used to be the famous Instagram posts of all the time with caption "#GOALS" and had 762 likes. Life is more than these likes, comments, snap-stories, and rumors. It is the mirror of the time which reflects who you truly are and who is truly yours. These are all outcomes of the mistakes that one make and the compilation of every version of mistakes made at every stage our lives.
Fall every day, every single moment; to know where the jump was easy and where the wounds were easy to heal. Run every second to save yourself but never run out of falls and out of wounds. More the heart breaks, better the heart beats. More that someone thinks about their weakness more they witness their strengths. Every stroke of failure forms a beautiful patch of memory. This does not suggest breaking all the rules instead adapting madness of living life, a new madness of making mistakes. When you see this life pass and when you look back, it is precious in every form and is equally beautiful in every twist.This part of the life is undoubtedly my favorite of all.
With time, in 22 years of my life, I have become a detective for my best friends, have become a counselor for my sibling, an orator for my friend's group, a painter for my love, an adviser for my parents and an artist for my self. YES! Mistakes do that to people. It did that to me too but I have woven a beautiful piece out of it. It is called the SILHOUETTE OF MY MISTAKES.
I will still stick to the same statement "Do not compare yourself with them" Make your own mistakes. Make mistakes bravely, make a beautiful silhouette of mistakes and call it your own!
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