The carrot, the egg, and the coffee bean

Got this in an email.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed that, as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans.

She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes, she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me, what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” the young woman replied. The mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity – boiling water – but each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened! The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. “Which are you?” the mother asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong but, with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit but, after a death, a breakup, or a financial hardship, does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavour.

If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?

A lovely message, and a reminder that we can be what we we choose to be.

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What’s with the social networking craze?

Okay, all right! This rant is a couple of years too late to even pretend to be a surprised reaction to Facebook, Twitter, etc., but though I get these tools, I don’t quite get why people would want to Share their every activity. Or Tweet them to the whole wide world, for that matter. Like, “I went to the market today”, or “I ate a 24″ pizza :D :D ”; for eloquence, you can’t beat a simple “WTF” [pardon the language (if you understand what the acronym stands for)]. Gone was the time when children used to be worried sick about being caught using swear-words or invectives. These words have now entered the popular teen- and pre-teen-culture, and seem to have become accepted as well, their meaning be damned.

For some time, I got caught up in this let-the-world-know-what-I’m-upto craze, and then the whole thing started sounding more and more crazy to me. Why would I want everyone to know what I was up to, every hour of my day? Why would any one, for that matter? Is this some (partly) grown-up version of “I’m better” or “I have a better toy” game that kids play regularly? “Is your social network better than mine?” What is it about humans that makes them want to, at the risk of losing whatever little privacy they have in these days of the omnipresent Google street-mapping cameras, reach out to everyone in their circle, however faintly they’re connected?

I don’t have any answer that fits all these questions, but I do have some guesses:

  1. Emotional deprivation: it’s a reflection of people’s innate need to be accepted as part of some group, some circle. A need to be accepted. Period.
  2. Utility: services like Google Places, Foursquare and Yelp are conceivably helpful to people in discovering new restaurants, places of retreat, places to party, etc.
  3. Ego: some people simply want to brag about being rich enough to be in a certain location; their geekiness; themselves.

Obviously, these questions and answers / guesses merely scratch the surface of a deep, but clearly real, need for people to share their thoughts, actions, whereabouts with others, sometimes even inadvertently. The big question, Why, is something that professional sociologists are better equipped to answer than I.

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Jobs

(No, I’m not talking about a certain individual who works at a company whose name is that of a fruit.)

They say every human has some basic needs: food, clothing are the most basic of these without which survival becomes ; shelter from the elements and medical facilities boost one’s chances for survival; education helps us make the transition from living to pondering the purpose / meaning of one’s existence.

On a more practical note, our studies at school, college / University help us earn a better living, or make the earning of a livelihood a little easier. It is unfortunate that our (so-called) education today is seen mainly as a means to earning a salary in a certain range, and not as something that can make our life purposeful. That’s a topic for a different post, so for now, let’s return to what is sometimes called the secular purpose of education: a job.

A job is often seen as the end of education (pun intended!), but what does a job really enable us to do? Save the world? Uplift the poor? Alas! Those are noble tasks that seem to be best left to those with a loftier ideal in life. For the rest of us, a job is a means to pay our bills; a vessel on which to sail smoothly through life without difficulties; a cause to lose ourselves in; less frequently, a means to find self-satisfaction. Commonly though, it’s the first and / or second of these. If that’s the case, then it shouldn’t really matter what we do: we may be farmers, butchers, construction workers, or IT workers, artists – it’s all the same. And that’s indeed true for many of us. We know not why we pursue our present profession and not something else.

For a few others, a job is a single-minded pursuit. What of, is something that varies from individual to individual. (I deal in computer software, so it would be best if I limit my examples to it. However, no matter what profession yours is, the ideas I’m trying to talk about should remain the same.) A typical software engineer these days, at least in the country where I come from, has a vision that’s unwavering. A vision of a great amount of money making its way to his bank account every month. If the colour of that money were to match that of an American dollar or a British pound,  his joy is greater. In the steadfastness of this vision, he is willing to sacrifice any ideas that he may have had earlier in life of the kind of work he wanted to do. Money, to him, becomes, not a means to an end, but an end in itself.

Thus it is that you find these “yuppies” willing to sacrifice their time at the altar of their god: the bank balance. Time which they could have otherwise invested in creating a more well-rounded life for themselves; or finding a partner to live the rest of their lives with; to pursue their dreams. What these people have lost track of is the fact that the prime of their life is being used to gather money, probably in the hope that their fattened bank balance will enable them to retire early and enjoy life. Maybe it will, but what sort of life would it be if you couldn’t spend time with your kids as they were growing up; if you couldn’t put your heart and soul into interests that you had always wanted to pursue when you were younger and had the energy to go after it?

Life, I think, has to be looked at as a whole, not as fragments of unconnected times. To think that money alone can solve your need for happiness is to delude yourself.

Which is why it becomes essential to find out early on in your life what motivates you, propels you to become better, keeps your flame of passion burning. And once you’ve found it, never let it go. A job, until then, should only be a vessel keeps you afloat as you search your heart for what it truly wants in the sea of life.

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On speaking…

Heard somewhere:

Once upon a time an old man spread rumours that his neighbour was a thief. As a result, the young man was arrested. Days later the young man was proven innocent. After he was released he sued the old man for wrongly accusing him.

In court the old man told the Judge: ‘They were just comments, they were not meant to harm anyone.’

The judge, before passing sentence on the case, told the old man: ‘Write all the things you said about him on a piece of paper. Cut them up and on the way home; throw the pieces of paper out. Tomorrow, come back to hear the sentence.’

The next day, the judge told the old man: ‘Before receiving the sentence, you will have to go out and gather all the pieces of paper that you threw out yesterday.’

The old man said: ‘I can’t do that! The wind spread them and I won’t know where to find them.’

The judge then replied: ‘The same way, simple comments may destroy the honour of a man to such an extent that one is not able to fix it. If you can’t speak well of someone, rather don’t say anything.’

Makes sense, doesn’t it?

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Sardarjis – food for thought

Came across this in an email, and realised that the truly mindless people have been the ones who have taken delight in spreading jokes about Sardars which are, when you think about it, in bad taste. I’ve often been guilty of doing it too. To all Sardars, I am truly sorry, and am deeply ashamed of the insults I’ve helped heap upon your proud race. A race which has produced such courageous freedom fighters like Bhagat Singh. I’ll strive to remember this every time I see an email with Sardar jokes.

My friend told me about the following incident which I wish to share with you.

During last vacation, his few friends came to Delhi . They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing. The driver was an old Sardar and boys being boys, these pals began cracking Sardarji jokes, just to tease the old man. But to their surprise, the fellow remained unperturbed.

At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid the cab hire-charges. The Sardar returned the change, but he gave each one of them one rupee extra and said, ”Son, since morning you have been telling Sardarji jokes.. I listened to them all and let me tell you, some of them were in bad taste. Still, I don’t mind coz I know that you are young blood and are yet to see the world..

But I have one request. I am giving you one rupee each. Give it to the first Sardar beggar that you come across in this or any other city.’

My friend continued, ‘That one rupee coin is still with me. I couldn’t find a single Sardar begging anywhere.’

MORAL: The secret behind their universal success, is their willingness to do any job with utmost dedication and pride. A Sardar will drive a truck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, put a fruit juice stall, take up small time carpentry, … but he will never beg on the streets.

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Lessons from Movies – 5: Groundhog Day (1993)

Groundhog Day stars Bill Murray as a TV news anchor Phil who is assigned to cover an event called Groundhog Day (a traditional event to see if winter is going to continue longer than ‘usual’) for the third time in a row at a place called Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. By a strange twist of the supernatural, the day, as is often said of history, repeats itself. Except that while history usually checks its repetitions, that particular day in Phil’s life doesn’t; it goes on and on. And on. He can’t seem to ever get past that day. Finally, resigning himself to it, he begins to explore his options. And finds that there’s more to life than he had realised.

It’s a hilarious movie, and I strongly recommend it. Its hilarity, though, is not the only good thing about it; it also has something you can learn from:

Lesson 1: Things are only as bad as you make of them. That is to say, things that happen to you aren’t always good or bad inherently – many times, it’s how you deal with them that makes them so.

Lesson 2: Think about this: When given unlimited time, what would you do? Now, think about your life: what is it that you think you can’t do?

Lesson 3: Anything that you do today, you can do better if you set your mind to it. Even the most ordinary job can be done extraordinarily well.

Lesson 4: There’s no limit to how much you can improve yourself.

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Lessons from Movies – 4: Bruce Almighty (2003)

This Jim Carrey starrer has him doing his usual antics and trying to win the love of the pretty Jennifer Aniston. Below the surface of hilarity, however, there are some questions for the philosophicallly inclined to ponder too. Such as, what would you do if you could really play God, even if only for a short while? Would you be able to handle the pressure, being a human though with the power of God? What does being a God actually mean?

Think about those, but read on for our usual lessons:

  1. Playing God is no joke, not even if you’re Jim Carrey ;-)
  2. If you are offered a chance to be God for a day, it would be wise to turn it down
  3. A toilet-trained dog is a good dog
  4. Don’t mess with God

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And I flew

Two weeks ago, a Saturday dawned bright and clear. I got ready for my morning routine of tennis after a big breakfast (I’ve been gravitating, so to speak, towards heavier breakfasts of late). I had also recently started cycling, but on that particular day, I had other things to do. I packed a couple of sandwiches, and off I went.

The tennis was okay. My good friend since my college days, MB, had come back from India and, as usual, was at the court playing with the others long before I had even reached there. I waited a few minutes for my turn: we were five in all playing doubles, and it was one man out after every four games with a certain partner. One of the regulars had to leave a little early, and that suited me fine. Eventually, we broke up, and after our byes and the usual friendly banter, I got on the bicycle and started pedalling away.

The countryside where I live is beautiful. Green rolling meadows, brooks, huge fields, tall trees, fresh air, friendly people, lovely dogs, kids running around (spring was on!), elderly couples strolling by chatting away happily, young women going on horseback, and polite motorists giving way for pedestrians and cyclists, and all this just a couple of miles from the town centre: it makes you wonder how people can yearn for city life! I’ve been here just a few months, and I can’t imagine wanting to live in a bustling city like London, though I’m sure it has its charms too. Give me greenery any day!

Half an hour later, I reached my destination: Panshanger Aerodrome. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the Practical Idealist who Believed He Could Fly was going to make his dream come true! And fly I did, for about an hour on a single-engine, twin-seater Piper Cherokee. I even did a few manoeuvres all by myself, though of course my instructor was keeping a very watchful eye out for any mistakes! In the skies, as we pilots know, it takes just one mistake to bring you down crashing, quite literally ;-)

I flew a Piper Cherokee (PA-28-140), and my plane’s “name” was “G-BEFF” (Golf Bravo Echo Foxtrot Foxtrot, in pilot-speak). The manoeuvres that I got introduced to were: bank (this is when the aircraft rotates about an axis that’s along the fuselage), turn (this is when the aircraft rotates about an axis that’s perpendicular to the fuselage and the wings), climb / descend (this is when the aircraft rotates about an axis that passes through its wings). To get a little more technical, you operate the ailerons when you want to bank (and eventually turn); you operate the rudder when you want to turn the aircraft (this, I believe, goes along with the banking);

If that was a bit too technical, here’s a simpler version. You have a control column, that resembles the steering wheel of a car, except that it’s not a wheel and it also can move up and down. Moving to the control column to the left or right banks the plane in the corresponding direction; moving it in or out raises or lowers the nose of the plane. There are also pedals that you can use to turn left / right. That’s it – those are the main controls of an aircraft. Not very difficult, is it?

Here are some pictures of the aircraft that I flew.

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Play for a win, or play for perfection? It’s all in the mind

I was playing tennis earlier today. We were just the three of us, so we played one man against a pair, and alternated every two games. Initially, the only thing I could do well was serve, but thanks to some hopeless hitting, I lost my service games rather quickly. Unable to win, and unable to hit a decent shot, I told myself that it was only a practice session, and that I could afford to concentrate on playing well, not necessarily on winning. Surprisingly, I started winning a few games, both while playing alone and playing with a partner. Three games in particular were really satisfying. In the first one, I was serving 0-40, and came back to win it with some good serving, setting up easy volleys for my partner to put away. In another (playing without a partner), I broke the serve of one of the best players here, and then held serve with a couple of aces and an equal number of service winners. Needless to say, I lost the next game ;-)

The insignificance of the morning session aside, the thing I want to talk about is the approach I had to the game today, and how it seemed to have made a difference. When I started off playing with an intention to win, I was losing miserably, and not getting any sort of timing or control on my strokes. But when I started playing with an intent to hit the ball well, my winning percentage improved. It reminded me of my college days when I would play to achieve perfection in stroke execution. (I had once mentioned to a friend of mine that I was trying to find self-expression on the sports field. That’s true of me even today.) Of course, winning mattered to me then even more than it matters to me now, but somewhere along the way, I had let the desire to win subjugate my desire to play a perfect game, and my game has suffered for it.

Age doesn’t always bring wisdom. In many cases, it corrupts our mind, making us forget our joys as children / young men when we toiled to develop certain skills, unmindful of the innumerable hours spent training our bodies and minds to obey our will. The joy of producing a well-timed shot – even if it is not an outright winner – is far greater than that of winning a point by waiting for your opponent to commit an error. Though all this may seem to apply mostly to amateurs, even professional sports-persons like the legendary tennis player Steffi Graf have been known to play with the hope of hitting “the zone” that some, or probably most, of us are familiar with.

Letting go of the desire to win lifts a heavy weight off your mind and allows you to be free and unshackled. This in turn lets you concentrate on the immediate present: you no longer play with a view to winning the entire match right from the word go, playing instead to win the point. Of course, if you continue to play well, you may just win the last point, which, at least as far as tennis is concerned, is the same as winning the match :-)

The quest to attain perfection is not necessarily an abstract pursuit. It’s an attempt to be the best you can be; it’s an attempt to find the latent superhuman in you; it’s a technique to detach yourself from expectations; it is a test of, and a push to extend, your limits. It is also a way to focus your mind, emptying it of everything but the present moment; a way to stay at the cutting edge of awareness. In many ways, it’s like a quest to attain the state of Zen – ever mindful of the goal called perfection, never of what that success might bring.

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The hunger for "more"

It occurred to me recently, though it may have been true much earlier, that we have successfully manufactured for ourselves a situation that I think is unprecedented, particularly considering its scale. It is something that makes us forget the bird in hand for the two in the bush. It makes us run constantly. It gnaws away at us, and makes us wish we were somebody else, someone rich, someone affluent. In short, it never lets us be at peace with who we are, or what we have. The situation is this: we want “more” from life, even if we don’t need more. Corporates want more profits every quarter, ostensibly driven by shareholders’ restlessness; employees want more salary with each job that they move to, though their work be the same; we want to buy newer gadgets all the time though the older ones work just fine; we discard our mobile phones which are old but in perfect working condition in favour of new ones; we “move up” from a nice, comfortable two-wheeler to a four-wheeler; and so on and so forth. And the omnipresent advertising media is only too happy in letting us run after the mirage of a paper rose called materialistic fulfilment.

Though I was conscious of this phenomenon six years ago, it didn’t really grab my attention probably because I thought, at that time, that what I’d noticed was not widespread. I didn’t recognise it for what it was – the entrenchment of a new set of values that have been successfully eroding the credo that had contentment and thrift as its mainstay. Which brings to mind the question, What happened to this thing that was valued so high that it was one of the most sought-after mental states in this country: contentment? Along with that question come others. What’s the need to go hankering for more? Why do we feel compelled to add more to life (more in terms of money and material comforts)? Is it a need that we’re trying to satisfy, or a want that we want to convert to a need? Does having more necessarily lead to more happiness?

It is possible to trace this insatiable hunger, I feel, to that period in time when satellite television came to India in a big way. Now, don’t get me wrong; I’m not one of those cultural, let’s-go-back-to-stone-age activists. I’m not a luddite either. On the contrary, I’m pro-technology, and all for progress. What I take issue with is the definition of progress itself.

Satellite television per se is not bad. Like most technologies, its becoming a boon or a bane depends on how we put it to use. Where I think we have not done well as a society is in these areas: i) Not understanding why we follow certain customs and traditions ii) Letting that misunderstanding turn to mistrust iii) As a consequence of the growing mistrust, believing that what / whatever comes from across the seas must necessarily be a good thing since so many people who live life in accordance with it are prosperous.

Scientific and technological advancements have long reached a stage where they can help us live a happy and comfortable life. We have upgraded our farming methods to ensure a plentiful supply of food all round the year, sometimes even when rains have failed; great improvements in scientific and medical knowledge have resulted in humanity conquering many diseases and ailments; we’re not too far away from terraforming other planets that we find capable of supporting life, and thus making science fiction become, yet again, reality. Yet, despite all these conquests of nature and natural phenomena that have satisfied our physical needs, we’ve failed to satisfy our innermost needs: the emotional, psychological, intellectual and spiritual ones.

So we have a truly unique situation: nations spend hundreds of billions, perhaps even trillions, of insert-your-favourite-currency-here on defending their territories in the name of national defence, but many don’t commit even a fraction of that money on making the lives of thousands of people in their own country, and around the globe, a bit easier to live; we think nothing of spending hundreds on buying the latest gadgets, but we ponder many times over donating even a hundred to, for example, the victims of the Haiti earthquake; if we do so at all, we feel we have done enough to expiate our greed and / or self-indulgence. The human condition has become so depraved that if we see a homeless person or a beggar, or even a decent-looking person asking for some change, we either turn a blind eye, a deaf ear, or shrink away in doubt / fear, instead of wishing to help them. Of course, the increase in the number of psychopathic individuals, or perhaps our increased awareness to their presence among us (thanks to the various media), may be one reason for such an attitude, but even so, it’s remarkable how easy it is to shed our compassion than it is shed our fear of the unknown.

Where is all this leading us to? Where are we going? Will we survive for long, or merely be blips on our planet’s collective memory?

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We’re humans, every one of us!

Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings:
“At the end of it, all are humans! How we look at things, how we deal with them, how we deal with ourselves, how we try and get over [sad events], how we get on with life without degrading ourselves. All in our hands.

The ball’s in everybody’s court. Upto [us] to play it.”

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Snow Lessons 101

Observations of a first-time snow-experiencer:

  1. Walking on roads after snowfall is not very pleasant, no matter how romantically snow is portrayed in countries like India (where I come from. Most people there have only heard of snow, but never experienced it directly).
  2. Further, walking after the snow has hardened can be extremely dangerous. I know, I have taken a few spills already :-|
  3. To restate the above point, walking on fresh snow is far easier (and akin to walking on sand) than walking on ice (thin or otherwise).
  4. Right after it snows, it’s a little less chilly.
  5. Snow flakes are beautiful. You can end up spending a lot of time just watching them fall.
  6. When the snow starts melting, it can get quite slushy. Yuck! This is when you really need those Wellington boots.

Feel free to add your own snow lessons. We can then publish Snow Lessons 102 :-)

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A new year, a new blogging tool

By now, you’ve probably noticed that the appearance of this blog has changed dramatically and, I hope, for the better. It has a cleaner look, utilises the available screen space more effectively, and is generally more pleasing to the eye. So, the question is, why change something that wasn’t broken?

Blogger is an impressive publishing platform that provides a lot of features right out of the box. Besides boasting of RSS and Atom feeds, comment moderation, scheduled publishing, superb integration with other Google services, availability of a large number of themes, the ability to GUI-edit and, if needed, hand-edit, the layout, posting through email / mobile, availability of desktop publishing tools like Live Writer, and numerous other features, it’s also quite popular and has the backing of the respectable Google brand name behind it. All this, however, failed to satisfy the craving for the ultimate level of control that I, as a programmer, had; the level of control that allows you to change just about anything on the blog.

Enter WordPress. For long, I did not really take the effort because I was busy with work and / or other commitments. (That’s actually a fancy way of saying I was too lazy to get off my backside.) However, when the New Year holidays lurked around the corner, I made up my mind to make the switch to WordPress, no matter what it took. It also helped that I had recently moved to a better web host, one who did not litter my pages with advertisements. The discovery of a free service called Everydns gave me even more freedom and control. And thus it was that I laboured yesterday and the better part of today to finally make the shift.

Now, it’s up to you people to tell me what was better – the Blogger blog (which, incidentally, is still alive) – or this one. Please feel free to speak your mind in the comments section below.

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Awesome Natural Spectacles

These desert vistas make you realise, yet again, how awesome, grand and time-transcending Nature is. Helpful when you feel that the world is closing in on you :-)

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Fight we must!

Life’s never fair. You know that, and you’re probably wondering, like the inimitable Calvin in “Calvin and Hobbes” why it’s never unfair in your favour. Here’s one corny answer: because!

All of us start life in different ways. Some of us are born into so-called middle-class families, while yet others are born with silver spoons in their mouths; some are born normal and healthy, while others are born with physical or mental deficiencies; some are born with a superior mental apparatus (the world knows them as geniuses), while the rest of us just get by with average intelligence. And so on it goes. So, what are we to do? Resign ourselves to our fate,and go through life with a sense of defeat?

Never! Fight not the world, but that which you assume to be your limitation; not against what you assume to be life’s unkind blows, but for the ideals that you hold dear to you. If you want to be a topper in your class, and you know that some of your classmates are born cleverer than you, then make up for it by spending more time on your studies than they do. Sure, they may still outscore you, but you’ll be better off for the toil that you put in. If you’re a sportsperson and your hand-eye coordination is not in the league of an Agassi or a Federer, then what you must do is spend more hours on the sports field honing your abilities: movement, footwork, racquet / bat skills, speed, etc. Sure, you may never win over critics, but you’ll certainly win over the hearts of people who see you fight with every muscle and sinew.

If you are more emotional than the average person, and tend to decide more with your heart than your head, then try and learn to be aware of your feelings all the time. Remember, your tendencies and feelings are strengthened by yielding to them unthinkingly; it’s not for nothing that resisting temptation is said to build character. For while anyone can yield to temptation, it’s only those with a strong will who can overcome temptation and emerge stronger. If you look at it from that perspective, your being emotional is actually a blessing in disguise for it gives you a wonderful chance to become a stronger-willed person. In fact, that’s just what difficulties in life really are: a means to overcome your weaknesses and emerge stronger.

Remember, “there is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hands. You seek problems because you need their gifts,” and “You are never given a wish without being given the power to make it true. You may have to work for it, however.” (Richard Bach, Illusions)

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