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Humanity and Influencers

  Youtubers, Tik-tokers and streamers saw a huge boost in popularity when COVID-19 had made itself known. Virtual and non-virtual  streamers saw a significant rise in their audience and views during the pandemic’s peak as people had become increasingly isolated from the outside world due to the strict regulations. While the hype and excitement died down as the pandemic, the taste of having a virtual streamer as your idol and as a source of entertainment still remained.  If you are a content creator and pander to a certain type of audience, you will find haters and stalkers amidst them all the time.Some chronically-online viewers might forget the line between reality and the virtual world and start to become overly possessive of their favourite streamer. That feeling of connection, where you feel like the streamer or creator is your friend or just someone towards whom you feel a connection is called a parasocial relationship. Now before you panic and label yourself as a pa...

Failure and coming out on the top as students

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                                                   When we don’t meet expectations and are met with lack of success, we are called as ‘failures’. The word in itself feels embarrassing and painful to hear because we all have had downs in our life. And sometimes, there are certain failures that we had that were impossible to turn into a successful endeavor: like a demolished building.   As students, our failures feel more pronounced and un-forgiving in this ‘winning-is-everything’ society. We feel like our score in every subject is the endgame. Even the best students encounter an obstacle, no matter how much they had planned out their day. Failing while procrastinating and passing time is inevitable. I have failed because of it, you have failed and so has everyone. Purposely not putting effort and knowing that you would probably face consequences is ...

The Worldwide issue of Ego

  The textbook definition of Ego is a person's sense of self-esteem or self-importance. We all have ego inside us. It is an important part of every individual’s personality as it is the driving force for a person’s success. Egos can be a force of good or a perpetrator of disaster. Having an inflated ego can create chaos between your peers and can become a hindrance to your coworkers too. Instead of becoming a stepping stone, you become an obstacle in the way of your team. Unstoppable ego in a person is a headache for others around them. We must learn to control our ego, for our sakes as well as for others. Ego and pride are two different things. While ego is more about how the person views themselves, pride is all about how a person feels about their achievements and such. Human beings are God’s greatest creations. We have superiority over every other being on this planet yet we are the weakest when it comes to battle with our self. Our sense of worth is so important these da...

Getting over that block.

You know when you’re at that point in your life where your brain refuses to be creative at the most crucial times? Like, you have your essay’s deadline tomorrow, but your head is clean out of ideas and prompts. It’s the time when your hand wishes to do something useful but your mind refuses to cooperate, leading to irritation at yourself.  then it eventually ends up being a miserable cycle of uselessness which defeats the urge to do something creative. We refer to this gap in the creative grind as a ‘block’. It is commonly known as a ‘writer’s block ‘and an ‘artist’s block’. The frustration over being unable to keep the flow of inspiration going is palpable and difficult to overcome. Whether it is for an artist or writer, it doesn’t matter since blocks like these can hinder anyone in any field.   Since I am currently going through an atrocious Writer’s Block that ruined my schedule, here are some do’s and don’ts that I gathered for all those fellow writers, artists and ba...

Home-sick and Indelicate

    I studied in an all-girls Indian Embassy school where almost all Indian nationals go. India is a very diverse country , having twenty-nine states and different cultures. The people in my classes used to be from different states and there were very few people who came from a similar city like me.   Such differences between my classmates did not divide us, instead we were all one. One of the friendships that I loved and envied at the same time was the one that existed between my elder sister and her friends. Apart from her , the other girls were from Hyderabad and Kerala. There was such an effortless bond between each member and all of their energies matched with each other. They were really good and I am rather glad she is still in touch with them. School was great and enjoyable. I find it extremely embarrassing to admit it but I was not exactly intimidated by others as I am now. The bombastic , younger version of mine was rather loud , over-reactive and the interf...

The Shift In Perspective part 2

  When the first day of camp started, the kids were seemingly excited in the presence of such a well-furnished playroom. On the other hand, I was this close to calling it quits at the sight of the kids themselves. Now all the readers might be wondering why I was scared of such puny humans (some may even poke fun at me). The reason was simple; I was not sure how to build my image as a teacher in front of them. I was extremely aware of the fact that I have zero crowd-control and non-existent fluency in delivering a lecture as long as fifteen minutes.  I didn’t even know how I was going to introduce myself. Internally screaming, I make my way to the make-shift stage, and blurt out my introduction. As I spoke, I remembered that many people have had difficulty in pronouncing my name. The ‘Y’ would often be confused with an ‘L’. So, as a half-baked attempt, I made them repeat my name twice. And my eyes might have deceived me but they looked a little bit more animated and eager. I wa...

The shift in perspective

  After the grueling two years of college ended, my schedule was left wide open. My parents made me take up as an English tutor in a summer camp organized by my mother’s colleague. I wasn’t entirely against the idea but I was feeling rather unwilling to be up for the job since I am not good with kids. I have the least amount of tolerance when it comes to kids and I have no idea why. I don’t seem to have the hyperactive energy required to bond with children or the crackhead energy either. As a child myself, I did not have kids my age as playmates after school. It was always my youngest sister with whom I played. She used to be rather clingy and wanted to do everything that I did (I know it’s natural for a small child to be like that and I’m not complaining). I was initially skeptic about it but in the end my parents told me that it will be a kind of personality training for me.   My ears perked up at the words “personality-training”. I have a satirical, impatient and a...

Bittersweet memories

  I had shifted from the Middle East to my home country, India, during the year 2017. Since my eldest sister needed to pursue her higher studies, India seemed like the best option to start. As the “obedient “kids that we were, I don’t ever recall throwing a tantrum or even whining about shifting from the place that we called home for 12 long years. Neither did my sisters. We were focused on our last school year, determined to make the best out of it without any regrets. When the time came to leave; a 6-hour flight, happy relatives greeting us, entering the new apartment and then entering the new school greeted us.  I kind of wanted to be home-schooled than enter a new school with new teachers with kids of an entirely different set-up compared to mine. I genuinely detest writing about that particular phase since I had to let go a lot of things I held dear. The emotions that come after leaving something dear to you didn’t catch up with me, rather I wouldn’t allow myself a brief ...