I take the title of today's post from a movie I saw a few months ago during one of my trips. The idea is not to let circumstances get the better of me. To be able to resurrect, no matter who or what I face and always, find my way back to the starting point from which I can make it all right again. No need to say that this is much easier typed than done.
Going by the number of distraction that I face on a daily basis, the real challenge is to keep my focus. To analyse on an every day basis where my destination lies and how much I have been able to fare in the span of time alloted to me. It's never easy, considering telling a lie to myself is always an easier option but that's the real fix, being honest to oneself. We all like to believe that we do not tell lies. But is that really the case? Are we truly capable of being absolutely honest with ourselves. If we did, wouldn't that be the foundation of a utopian society? Or a perfect human being? The ability to be honest at all times not only is a challnge in itself, it also seems worthless over several occasions. For example, I don't need to tell myself that I was just too lazy to get a ticket for a bus ride home. It is not that I cannot afford the travel, I simply did not do it.
Transparency in affairs has been a much-diluted aspect of modern life. To quote another line from a movie, "Just because it has been happening for years does not make it right." (Nicole Kidman in Australia) So that's the think for today.. Am I going to lie to myself and continue to live in a bubble that suits my thoughts or am I going to shatter these myths and find the strength to stand up and stand tall, in my own eyes to start? Knowing me, I'm going to start with the latter. More later.
My career in journalism started out with an internship at India's prestigious Indian Express newspaper in New Delhi. The office, which took me well over an hour to commute to, was even then, a formidable force in journalism in India. Still an wide-eyed undergraduate with a theoretical grasp of the field, my first and only project over 2 weeks for the organisation, left a huge impact on my career. The idea of going into journalism came from my English teacher, Mrs Moss. One day, close to the completion of my 12th grade, she was suggesting career options for some of us to explore. She looked at me and said, "Given your love for talking, you should consider a career path in law or in media." To put this into context, I was a student with good grades in an English medium school in one of the most backward states of India, Bihar. Any further educational aspirations would take me outside the town that I had grown up in, as was the case for all my classmates. Most of my peers w...
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