Being A Nobody

It takes great strength in being a nobody and being okay with it. Staying away from unwanted attention might be something that certain people wish for but knowing that there is absolutely not a soul around you who cares or possibly could care is a scare. Most of the people slip into deep depression out of loneliness and some arrange for random hook ups to avoid the fear of ending up lonely. Some remain spinsters with a hope of finding their special someone or soul mate, as they would like to call it, while some compromise with somebody rich or good looking, or neither, for the fear of not finding even that bit later in life. I fear what they take home with them at the end of the day is nothing less than loneliness. It’s not a wonder why most of many marriages fail.

So what makes me okay with it? Is it because I am used to it? I guess not. Maybe it’s the dream world I live in where everything is perfect. I am perfect. Often I fantasize to myself, that everything in life has been set right. I am happy and the people I love are happy and safe. The people around me care and nothing could ever go wrong with so much of so many things going just the way they should be. One word for all of it – Perfect. Generally I doze off to sleep thinking about it. Or if I don’t, I get so bored, actually sick of it since I have set so many things right that there is nothing more that I would want to change. So, I stop thinking about it and start to appreciate the little or not so little imperfections in my life. Frankly speaking, it is these imperfections that keep me going, that keep my life well, we can say… interesting.

To me, at least.

Despite of being a nobody, even if given a choice, I would not want to trade my life with a Michael Jackson or a Princess Jasmine. Now being that kind of lonely is a scare to me. Contrary to those who are publically popular and actually lonely, I am more of publically lonely and actually popular types. I’ll tell you what that means. It’s true that the people around me do not care but those who care, really do. They might not be always around but they make their presence felt from wherever they are. They know me the way I really am and they appreciate it. And to me that matters the most. To me that is perfection!

It is true that the little imperfections in your life are the ones that make it so perfect. Anybody would accept you if you were perfect. It is those who accept you with these imperfections who really care. So, appreciate the imperfections in others for that is what makes them more human than anybody else. Aim for improvement and not a delusional concept of perfection. Look at the bigger picture, notice the small details and the subtle hints. Value the imperfections in yourself for they are a part of you. You are worthy of all the appreciation in this world for being just the way you are.

Once you begin to do that, you’ll be a proud somebody to someone. Not a compromise, a real keeper!

Have an awesome day ahead!