Underdog. A bad word for few, an understatement for many but why one shall be proud. Well, I believe one should be. For a simple reason, it makes life easier.
Yes it does. We live in a fast pace surroundings. Competition is stiff and Consumerism is stiffer. It is a mad age so the least we can do it to become run of the mill. When this thought struck my mind this afternoon – I asked myself, why am I thinking this? And I realized – God answered to my worries, I was relieved. Having launched my venture some 2 years back, 2 years and 3 months back to be precise, suddenly I found myself stressed. Life at times is harsh. Perhaps that was the case with me – lot of financial pressure, demanding domestic circumstances and what not? I felt suppressed and dead. But then I realized, there is something in me which can really relate to being the underdog. May be it’s the perseverance, my resilience but something.
To turn the things worst, I had developed this feeling of loss. Loss of ‘me’, all the above reasons left me with no reason, no possibility for my interests & even wish list. There was absolutely no holiday, I could read books, music – gosh! I have been hearing from others about the latest rocking tracks. This is been tough. And then began the fight within – I felt as an underdog, the pressures from clients (read tantrums) to a start-up, the questions from the family and I would confess,the repeated comparisons of increasing gaps. The gap of where they are – where I am, the gap of their 9 to 5 job and my jobless days and 24 x7 days, the gap in their bank balance and my profits. Everything I felt was shouting and asking me – Have you gone nuts!!
Probably yes. This all had made me a tough nut. And I was wandering once again – have I made a mistake. Shall I look back and be upset. Is it a time to change the plan?
May be temporarily, maybe it’s the need of the hour. Well, then is stepping down a difficult task. No its not, because it’s our life and we have to do what suits it best. And I believe it’s OK, till the time I know that I am yet to make it large. And then, I am aware – at least for me it’s not the first time. Life enjoys playing with me, testing me and smiling again.
And I am relieved…ready to re-live. I am ok as I am flexible now..I am ready for the flow to find out what suits me best. But on the journey called life, I would remember the quote -