Thursday 27 September 2012

Narcissist in Me


More often then not I have been accused of being a narcissist. In exact clear words of my near and dear ones “I am someone who is in love with herself for no evident reason".
Well if you look at me by my eyes you will see there is absolutely nothing that you wouldn’t love me for... hard to accept but it’s true J

OK firstly coming to the meaning of the word NARCISSIST .In everyday speech, "narcissism" often means egoism, vanity, conceit, or simple selfishness. I am sure selfish part isn’t applicable to me though self-love, egoism, vanity, conceit are more or less applicable. 

I’ll start by sharing a very interesting incident. My Behavioral Science teacher once asked my class “How you ever had a coffee with yourself”. When no one in the class said ‘yes’, she asked everyone to go and try it once to experience the joy of your own company. I joked with my friends and we came to a unanimous decision that she has gone crazy. Who wants to go ,sit in a cafĂ© , act like a moron and have a coffee all alone (without the prospect of any date in the picture) ?

The fact is if you don’t love yourself enough you are on the path to stagger. You never know you might be on the wrong track; you might be deluded by that someone who thinks he/she can love you more than you love yourself.

I would agree to disagree with myself over here .That’s really not the case with us.

Had we not loved our self enough we wouldn’t have come out of that bad relation we were stuck in for so long. We wouldn’t have quit on those friends who were not really there for us. We wouldn’t have given up that job where our love for our own self was getting lesser. And particularly in my case I wouldn’t have quit on that greasy food which was just getting me fatter and I wouldn’t have got up in the morning to work out for that fab fab body.

Truth is we all are victims of narcissism. Few are better at hiding it for their lone times and few like me don’t give a damn , who look at mirror and smile at themselves, who irritate their cousins to keep on clicking them till that perfect shot is achieved.

For me it’s the power to keep going. It’s the push to do things for your self. It’s the handle to be there for your loved ones.  Lastly remember no one loves you more than yourselves. Well your parents might ... but they are bound to, they don’t really have a choice.

Coming to that prim and proper look I already told you in my previous Blog we aren’t promised tomorrow so if it’s my last day I don’t want to die thinking my hair weren’t right or my kohl could have been better or I could have worn a better top.

There is one particular lady whose words justify everything for me.
I don't understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little - if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that's the day she has a date with destiny. And it's best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.
Coco Chanel

Let that narcissist in you let loose and enjoy your own company today. Go and have that cup of coffee alone in a cafe and trust me you would actually love it. It might be the best coffee you have (provided there is a cutie on the next table... LOL)

P.S. -- I don't mean you to love yourself to that point of developing a psychological condition.

Oh!! don't worry about me though... I have my near and dear ones to keep a check on myself. And I know your affection for me being a narcissist increased just a little bit more.

Wednesday 26 September 2012

Why are we born?

Scene 1: I got highest marks in my class "I am so happy to be born, I love everyone around me"
Scene 2: I flunked in a class test: "Why was I even born?? What’s the point in living?"
Scene 3: The day I got admission in college "Whoa! I think I am born to lead the world"
Scene 4: The day I got ragged in the college "I don’t get the point of being born in this world"
Scene 5: The day I got placed " I am so happy to be born, Corporate here I come!!"
Scene 6: The day I had a break up “WTF!! Why was I even born at first place? I hate everyone around me. I wish the world comes to an end"

The above scenes are just glimpses of almost everyone’s life (barring those brilliant ones who have control over their emotions). I am few of those who never take control of their emotions and live in extremities.

The question however is 'Why exactly are we born?' This particular question has baffled me for a longer time then I can remember. The day something good or bad happens in my life I am either happy for taking birth or I question my very point of existence and on the usual uneventful days I don't really care about this rhetorical question.

I haven't been able to come up with an answer that could help me understand or give me a small window to at least try and understand the enigma called "Life".

Alfred asked Bruce Wayne very candidly and replied for him too "Why do we fall, sir??? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up”. 
I sometimes just hope there was some Alfred who could answer my question in same ways and in a simple line.

However, the recent developments have forced me to stand back and ponder over few things in life. My close friend's brother (all of 25) is diagnosed with blood cancer. This revelation has shaken everyone around. I recall the day, right before the day blood test reports came out. Me and my friend were standing at a nearby joint 'OM sweets' and were chit-chatting about our future, the day when we would be able to actually do things which we always wanted to do, not crib about our present jobs and specifically I could spend at least one day without uttering the line "I hate my boss and my job".  

Since the day the test results came out my friend  no longer cribs about her job, she talks about life and how she sometimes wish what if the world would have stopped on the day when we were happy cribbing about our jobs? 

This change in events had forced me to toy with the idea of finally doing what I always wanted to do. It was a hard task to equate between heart and mind and in this tussle I stumbled on to my question's answer. 

So if someone asks me "Why are we born?" my answer is simple "To enjoy our today; there is no promised tomorrow" 

Have you thought about your answer yet?