I was an achiever child in my school. Hailing from a small non descript town, I had always scored well and would always be a ranker in the school. Of course, my parents being educationists this was something they were proud of and I did extra effort to grab that limelight.
Being an achiever was not easy, especially if one is an Introvert. I was not popular among girls and had a few friends. At times I felt, I should study less, but the problem was if a concept is clear I didn’t have to do anything more.
Years later, I met one of my school mates who also happened to be my next door neighbor. He was a good student and away from limelight, he had slowly and steadily settled in a good career. During our chit-chat he casually mentioned,”It must have been so difficult for you during the school days, constantly living up to the expectations of the parents and teachers. I had seen my brother too, even a 90% would be less for him. He would be terrified if he slipped to second position by a few marks. For me, no one had any expectations, so I was stress free, happy and so had easy time.”
How true were his words!
As a compensation, I have become a chilled out parent. I am hardly ever concerned about his results. I have never compared his marks or performance in sports etc and applaud him for his efforts always. I just tell him to give your best shot and let your luck handle the rest. I teach him to be a good human being, have high morals and be happy. However, being married in a family where all were academic genius has made my stance more difficult.
There is always joy in being mundane or ordinary. It is a proven fact that more successful or rich or famous you are, the more stressed you will be and thus unhappy. Happiness is not synonymous with materialism or greatness.
Happiness is found in many little things, like cooking a meal for your loved ones, having a walk in the nature, spending time together doing nothing just playing or reading or talking. If you constantly compare your child with the best, he would be always striving to achieve that perfection. Let him be he. Let him love and live his life. I don’t want to profess that everyone should be ordinary, but I only want to say that embrace your child even if he is ordinary. Not everyone is a topper, dancer, singer, athlete etc. Everyone learns to make a life and it may not be on the parameters set by you. Just let them strive hard and be contended and happy in the effort.
I am participating in A2Z Blogging Challenge this April and this post is my entry for letter M.