Challenges are nothing, but a fancy name

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Challenges are nothing, but a fancy name
Challenges are nothing, but a fancy name
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Sukhdeep Singh

Sukhdeep Singh

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Passionate about playing with words. Sukhdeep is a Post Graduate in Finance. Besides penning down ideas, he is an expert online marketing consultant and a speaker.

Monday morning peak hours, and black clouds everywhere. It seems like a scene from Hollywood movie – “independence day.” There was no sun at all and it was more of a solar eclipse kinda darkness. After a few minutes, the rain started. It’s been long since I had my last working day break; don’t want to go today. “Let’s call in a sick.” I rang my supervisor and had a confirmed day-off. Well, the next moment, I was standing next to the window, and watching the people running on the road, with their hands over the heads. It was raining like it is never going to rain again and wind was blowing like it is going to take everything with it. The sound of raindrops on the roof tin was getting louder with every minute passed. Suddenly, I saw something that seized my complete attention; a boy, struggling with an umbrella (opposite wind was giving him a tough time). On my god! Why is he not holding his umbrella with two hands? Jesus Christ! He had plaster on his right arm and he is trying to protect that from getting wet in the rain.

When life gets harder, challenge yourself to be stronger.

He is consistently trying to keep his umbrella open and the gushes of the wind were giving him a neck-to-neck competition. My heart was already going out for him; why this man is so desperate and what sort of trouble he is in that is not letting him wait until the rain stops? Should he really want to reach somewhere, he can hire a cab, instead drenching in the rain? “Come on dude! The world is not going to end tomorrow. There is going to be the sunshine, I am sure.” His recklessness made me believe that he is definitely in a big trouble. I saw him approaching my house and by this hour, I was so eager to help him out. How he is going to react to my shout; I completely had no idea.

But, I made my mind of offering him a helping hand. Fortunately, he stopped by the tree next to my house and I called him – “Hey! Come on in boy! It is raining heavily. You are going to mess up with your plaster and internal injuries.” The boy looked at me and after refusing a few times, he agreed; we were now sitting in my car parking area. After offering him a towel and a cup of coffee, I asked him – “where the hell you are trying to reach in such a bad situation? Why don’t you call a cab? Why cannot you postpone your meeting?” A series of questions made him look at me like my questions had touched him. He was sobbing and in his trembling voice, he just said a few words – “I don’t have enough money. Neither can I afford to postpone my medical appointment and nor can I buy a cab-ride.”

I was able to sense the heaviness behind his voice; seems like he was going through a really tough time. I told him that I am working for an NGO and our organization deals with all sorts of financial or career-related concerns; do let me know if I can be of any assistance. I know, life is not a bed of roses and to the wolf from the door, behaving little selfish is not at all bad. But, destiny plays it role and most of the time we have encounters with unpleasant challenges. Be it a good time or bad, it is going to pass. Please do not worry. I was at my pace and I was delivering him the sermons on life like a public speaker. Before I can finish my talk, he interrupted me – “I am not worried and there is no such thing called the challenge.” I was in complete state of shock as someone is going to burst my lifelong beliefs. I purportedly questioned him, “What do you mean?

There is no challenge more challenging than the challenge to improve yourself. Challenge Accepted.

Yes! There is no such thing called challenge; it is actually another fancy name that we people love to give to our failures; failures because of improper planning. He was not speaking to me. I am paying the price of not planning things. I am suffering from the shortage of money because I always preferred wasting it on useless things and purposeless projects. I used to drive Honda Prelude a few years ago, but my pride conquered me. I used to be a marketing guy, who was more into making incentives/bonuses than earning a fixed salary. In my golden days, I used to make 5-6 Grands a month but never saved a dime. I took unnecessary day-offs assuming that I need a break. I never tried to understand that every single day off actually was killing the relationship between me and my work; bonding that probable outcome of several years’ commitment. I started it when I procrastinated things and then before I could even realize, things played their part – they procrastinated my dreams. In the beginning, I was the one making excuses to my bosses and in my later days, I was being served with the same bloody excuses by bosses. I learned the newton’s third law (for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction). I was so busy in finding excuses for not doing things that I turned my friends into foes and credits into owes.

Let me be honest, I was busy doing things that I was not required to do in order to avoid the thing that I was actually supposed to do.

After a few months, I used to have a consistent encounter with objections and always found myself chasing the deadlines. By this time, I was already having direct clashes with accountability and I know I was doing all the negative stuff. I was not able to cope-up with past grudges and I abruptly felt my love for shortcuts. I don’t know why I was so much concerned about other people’s failure that I was now trying to bring others down. The sense of insecurity was so high that I was seeing everyone at a fault, but not me. For me, digesting my failure and seeing someone else being honored, was becoming the hardest ever thing. Let me tell you, I read somewhere that your activities today creates your future. What you are today is because of the choices you made yesterday, they say. But, be it our health or wealth, we only take steps when things are out of control. How many of us go for monthly health checkups? We only go when doctors say that you need to undergo a blood test. This is why I say, there is no such thing called challenge and it nothing else, but our laziness.

‘I did’ was replaced with I won’t and I can’t. ‘I am’ was replaced with ‘I don’t know’. ‘I can’ was replaced with ‘I wish I could’. ‘I Think I can’ was replaced with ‘I want to’. ‘I might’ was replaced with ‘I think I might’.

“Oh! the rain has stopped. I must get going. It was a nice talk, but I would like to apologize if I have offended you in any way. Behind my idiotic behavior, it is my temporary failures. Sorry for being rude, if I was,” he said. The man left me drowning in a deep sea of thought-process. Every single word that came out of his mouth was now making a perfect sense to me. He made understand – adequate planning leads to perfect choices and perfect choices mean no more challenges. I called my supervisor again, “can I join you in the afternoon shift.”

Dear Challenges – You give me the kind of feeling people write novels about.

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