Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Just one bold move

Lack of ability to take just one bold move is what makes many of us regret later. And who has took that daring step can sure be succesfull in the context of the situation in which the individual was placed. Such series of successfull acts compiled together is what i believe is the real success. This bold move need not be a really bold one and also need not be at much important stage of life. We all come across this situation in our daily life, right from our childhood to the present. Iam no exception, not even you and even the most succesfull of all are no exception. But how, i will tell you how.

My concept of  Just one bold move, is nothing but an wider angle of the concept " oppurtunity knocks your door only once". What iam trying to put up here is, once you make an habit of making bold moves or brainy moves, you will start grabbing oppurtunities automatically. Since we don't know when the oppurtunity knocks the door my suggestion is to just install an door bell at your door. So that you will never miss an oppurtunity. Well just in case if we put aside the concept of oppurtunity, its all about the proud feeling you get in making such bold moves. Its all about the enormous confidence you gain from it. Let me give you an example of such small proud feeling.

Not to bore you but to give you an example, i want to share this. I used play good cricket when i was around 14 yrs old. Me and all my friends were crazy about cricket. We used play almost everyday and sometimes even night, under the street lights. We had sports trainer at our school who organised cricket matches between the different sections at our school. Though the trainer was useless, he was there to just control our uncontrollable bums. So he started selections to choose a team from each section, and since we were much younger, selections were done much faster, like one got to choose bowling or batting. And one who chose to bowling were allowed to bowl once to our trainer and our trainer bowled to the one who chose batting just once. Our trainer had least patience, so he picked students so randomly that even the best players were pushed aside for even a little mistake like holding the bat, taking the positions, whatever it may be. He was least interested and very rude in selections. I was so terrified at the selections process that i withdrew from playing cricket and didnt give my selections. I dont know why but first time playing cricket in an organised fashion with our trainer monitoring us, scared me somewhere. Finally 11 players from 50 students in the class were selected. Most of my friends were selected and also started playing the game. I was sitting along with my classmates and watched my friends playing.

Though none of my friends took the match seriously, as it was organised by our useless trainer, but the feeling of not proving myself to atleast get selected piereced through my heart and it had a long lasting effect. One bold move would have made some of my childhood days memorable to me. But i learned something from this experience.

Once cricket matches were completed, next sport my trainer planned was badminton. Now badminton was the sport which i was least trained in, as i used to consider it as girls game as many girls i knew at that time including my sister, used prefer badminton to any other outdoor sports.

My friend, Vijay was very good at it, and i used to watch him playing. He was very skilfull and i used wonder how can one be so flexible, so just being curious i used to try my hand in this game of shuttlecock, as we used to call it. That is what i know about it and nothing else, no rules no moves. And to play our school badminton series, there were no selections instead one got to register his name with the trainer and preliminary round of matches are played between the players on one-on-one basis. There were merely few names out from each class as craze for badminton was less, and also very few students knew how to play. Losing my chance to play my favourite sport cricket made me feel low and i wanted to rise. I instantly walked to our sports trainer and asked him to add my name in the list. He added my name and called me for preliminaries next day. I went back home and started playing shuttlecock with my friends till late night. That was the only training i had. Next day i went and started playing prelimianries. I won every opponent i played and i still dont know how the hell i made it to finals.

It was the final match. My friends, my class-teacher Indira, classmates and many other were around the court cheering my name and also the opponents name before the match started. This was the moment i felt succesfull. And i lost the match to opponent. Everyone around me who wanted me to win were pissed off except me. I was on cloud nine. That was one of the happiest day in my childhood. I was proud of myself, not for losing, but proud for reaching to this extent from the scratch. I was Happy and felt succesfull though succes was not mine because, "being successfull is for yourself and succes is for others". 

Yes, i was very much succesfull for myself because I was not the best player of badminton, but just one bold move took me to the finals. And despite being successfull for myself, why i didnt felt that i was lost because the opponent who played against me in the final and won it was my friend Vijay.

Such small feelings of being succesfull, is what builds your confidence. And such series of successfull acts increases your confidence. Thus giving you the real success. Since iam young i may still didnt acheive my success yet, but ill try to make all the bold moves i have to, to reach it.





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