Pride - a form of joy

People fit into 2 categories, the one who are humble and the other who show-off.

While there should exist a correlation, it doesn't quite so in reality.

Often, when I meet people, they tend to be quite humble about themselves.

While some the other way around, they tend to be quite flashy and show-off.

I believe that everyone should be proud of their achievements. When I google the word "Pride", it states

"A feeling of deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated."

More often than not, people tend to value themselves to a smaller extent. They confuse humility with pride.

A person should be proud of what they achieved and should be able to talk about their work for hours, otherwise, it would be sort of superficial not to.

When I used to talk about my achievements or hear one of my friends do so, to a group of people. People used to dismiss the person stating that he/she was boasting. And that it was quite easy to achieve what they did.

In reality, the amount of hard work, countless sleepless nights, suffering depression, criticism, anxiety, doubtfulness, et cetera is what makes the person's achievements worthy of.

People tend to be obnoxious and jealous, instead of being able to appreciate the other person's achievements.

Amazing stories arise from modest achievements. A person's achievements need not be exceptional. They can be as simple as playing a game, writing an article, and so on.

Participation tends to be of utmost importance, rather than winning it.

Winning and losing is a part and parcel of the game. But keeping one's ego aside and congratulating the winner defined maturity.

When I was in school, especially my 5th standard, I was the all-rounder guy.

The one who scored the highest in the class, the one who won gold medals in athletics and chess, the one who was the teacher's pet, the one whom people depict in books.

And I used to observe people through a different lens, as to how they felt being the average, the one who had little to no existence.

It was rather quite beautiful from that perspective. Not entirely, but some aspects of it.

Since the average wasn't given much attention, everyone had the least expectations from them. You could be a nobody and still be a somebody.

And more often than not, they had the least self-confidence and self-esteem. It felt as if the toppers or those exceptional were bound to do amazing things, and they were just a tiny fragment of the enormous universe.

They weren't particularly proud of what they achieved, and would repeatedly think about what others had achieved. They would compare their way of life, and their success with those who walked a different path.

Well, in the end, paths don't collide just like the parallel lines in geometry.

Every person has different upbringings, stories, and styles, and yet, we tend to follow others like a bunch of sheep, instead of being a lion and walking our own path.

As a result, we tend to become insecure, unhappy, jealous, depressed, and suffer from a lot of other vile emotions.

Hence, everyone needs to follow their own path and be proud of what they have achieved. Stop comparing others from now and carve your own destiny.

Destiny often leads to dangerous paths. But in the end, dangerous paths lead to the most beautiful destinations. ƸӜƷ