They were all human

The more intelligent life ran a series on inspiring women. Women reputed in their chosen line of work were asked to write a few lines about other women who have inspired them. 12 women , 12 very different personalities, ranging from a nun, a chef, a women’s right advocate  to a paraplegic.

Each story spoke of courage, of strength, of passion and resolve. Some of the 12 women went through traumatic , tumultuous events in their earlier lives. However they did not let themselves be victimized by it. Instead like the  iconic phoenix they rose from the ashes and reinvented their lives.  A few of them where blessed with ‘normal’ lives. Yet they choose to still change their lives so that it could be of service to others.

The ones that really struck a chord with me were the ones who neither reinvented their lives nor pushed out of their comfort zone, but the ones who had a passion and followed it through. Earlier I thought it a  banal exercise to write or read about such common place achievement. Sure every one has a dream. I had one too. To write. What’s noteworthy about a passion?I never did ponder beyond that.

Through the major part of 2012 (all, save for  the trialing months) I worked hard to write regularly. Unlike my preconceived notion writing was not as easy as sitting in front of the computer and tapping away at the keys. I had painful days when the muse fairy refused to show up.

That was when I started rethinking my definition of a banal exercise. Unlike most of the courageous women in that list I have had a very normal early life and  I do not see a radical shift in that trend in the future. And like a few of the women on the list I am a very ordinary person with a passion but unlike them I have not made an attempt to swim against the current to get where I want to go. I have let the currents take over more times and one.

But the one saving grace that I have ( and so do every one reading this)  is that like ALL of the women in that list I am also human. Which means like them I have the same 24 hours of the day. The rest of the ingredients comes from within a person. External events  are merely like meanders of a river, they only shape the flow while the river still heads towards the sea.

So why this long soliloquy? It’s just to tell you ( convince myself rather) that in 2013 I am going to treat nothing as banal.  I will be looking at everything with a fresh pair of eyes. I just wanted to drop a ( more than one ) line to tell you that in 2013  I am going to find my inspiration from common place things and common people!

T0 2013 Ahoy!



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