Thursday, September 29, 2016

Of Emotions and Life in General

All my life I've been living under the impression that being emotional is a weakness. You know, something that you associate with the frivolity of character, lack of maturity, temperament issues and bleh. So whenever someone says “Hey, you’re so emotional” you counteract the person by saying that you’re not and that that person should get the hell away from you. 
But today, this moment, right now, I've come face to face with the fact that it’s not a weakness, it is power. It's having immense power to care, to feel things to a whole new level, to love, to be kind, to help, to learn, and to grow. Not all of us lesser mortals are endowed with this power. Some are so devoid of it that they sometimes forget to even appreciate the fact that being emotional is being more human.

I have been called dramatic all my life but hey, that's just how I am and that's how I think I'll be in future. That's a part of me. So there are days when I just start crying for reasons amounting from getting no chocolates to getting a thousand hugs from the people who love me, and some days I just become so happy for no apparent reasons that I can recall. I also try to make sure I smile at the people who help me by offering me a seat to me in the usually filled metro or passing my tickets in crowded buses or the kids who find they’re very likeable if you smile at them. I have been told on several occasions that I live on extremes, either by being too sad, or too happy, or angry or being kind and passionate and that there's nothing in between for me. 
I have actually stopped caring about most people's opinions of me these days, not all people though, for I also believe that we should at least consider the opinion and think about it, we might find it useful or at least we would know that what they said/wrote was utter crap, but we should give their opinions an honest thought, just like I wrote in another blog entry of mine, but I digress.

So days as such, I find that the fire in me gets rekindled for whatever reasons and I try to become a better version of me. The one which makes sure that she doesn't cry for the same reasons again and improves the bad things in herself, the one which makes sure she does more of things that make her happy (things include listening to my playlist, talking to people, encouraging women to do whatever the heck they want to do and spending fam time), the one which makes sure she is kinder and more helpful. I think trying to be a better version of yourself counts really. That's how you actually know you're growing by being more of a human, more sensitive and more you.

And I think if all the people used their emotions as their strength, more people would try to be a better version of themselves. And the world would be a better place to live, maybe. (Is this my ending catchphrase?)