“436. Hold your heroes to a higher standard.” - 1001 Rules for my unborn son
I went back home after 3 years last December. It was mostly a pleasant and nostalgic (not a bad thing) affair. Missing everybody you’ve not seen in so long, and yet, everything seemed to have just paused for those 3 years. It felt like I hadn’t ever left. Talking to friends seemed just as comfortable, more renewing, and less trivial. Who wouldn’t want friends like that?
I’m writing about last December now, however, because one thing has stuck with me for the 4 months since I’ve been back – My mentors. As a high school student, I aspired to reach great heights in life; I wanted to do things that would change the world (I still do). And naturally, I looked up to the organization leaders that I was a part of. We all do. They didn’t know this.
They’re the heroes that we think will change the world. The heroes that give you confidence that nobody else can. They have charisma and the conviction that’s apparent in even the way they look at you. And I held them to a higher standard. Thus I held myself to a higher standard. I wanted to do the things they did, the way they did them.
I learnt a lot from them, and in turn, I hope I have taught some others a hope for conviction and change for the better. When me and my friend were talking this time, we were talking about “those” days. And I was told that one of my mentors, took up a job with a big firm racing for the top of the corporate ladder. He wanted to start his own company, He wanted to do things differently. He wanted to be the change the world would look up to, and not so that they would look up to him.
When I learnt this, I was upset. I don’t believe that a corporate job is bad at all. I want to work in corporate for the first few years of my life. It’s just when the heroes you have looked up to as a teen do just about exactly what everyone has done, it comes with a negative feeling. That doesn’t mean they won’t change the world. A life of normalcy is just not what I expected.
They were the ones that took chances, made up reasons to get things done. Came up with more reasons than were necessary to be excellent. And now, they’re running for the gold with everybody else, when the gold isn’t there?
From this moment, I’m taking my chances. I’m running against the wind and I’ll be my own hero. At least if I’m disappointed then, I’ll know it’s something I could have controlled. Here’s for conviction that I won’t be disappointed.
Peace & Love,
Tarun
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