Life is a battlefield, a never-ending struggle in which we are all looking for motivation to keep going. We long for that one reason to keep us from giving up when times get rough. But what happens when life takes a turn for the worse and we face the hard reality that nothing is invincible?
We argue we carry grudges, and jealousy shows its ugly head in our pursuit of achievement. We do all of this only to realize that we’re approaching the end—the end of chapters, the end of our stories. We face sadness, stumble, fall, and claw our way back up the rollercoaster that is life.
In the midst of this turbulence, we are drawn to stories of those who have weathered the storm and achieved seemingly unattainable heights. We are fascinated by stories of successful people. Who, however, has time for those who are struggling to make ends meet?
Now, let’s talk about the elephant in the room.
Here’s the uncomfortable truth: You need money to be sad. Your sadness seems to have an expiry date if you don’t have money. Regardless of where you stand now, people flock to those who have made it and proven their worth. Mediocre people like me and many others are never celebrated- FACT OF LIFE. It’s a fact we can’t ignore.
But here’s the catch: we are all wrong. No matter where we come from, every one of us has a unique story and inner power. It is a strength gained in adversity and resilience forged through life’s difficulties.
In a fascination with the unusual, we overlook the courage required to simply endure. It’s time to shift our perspective as underlying what we label ordinary is the heart of the human spirit—the ability to endure and rise.
Let us honor the unsung heroes, the ordinary champions who confront each day with courage. Let us recognize that each of us contributes to the human experience in our own unique way.
Finally, we need to let go of our fixation with the unusual and embrace the power of resilience and the human heart. We need to ensure that everyone, no matter how average they appear, is heard and honored for who they truly are in this way. We discover the remarkable within each of us by honoring the ordinary.
“ Standing at the lowest, The WORLD seems overwhelming. Locking myself in the room seems easier than facing the success outside as there’s no space for a struggling soul like me and the world is too busy admiring victories and applauding winners. In this lowest, true faces are revealed and sometimes we realise that Indeed we are alone, no one is backing us. Who will back the broken star, after all?”
The question is, how far can one endure?
