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The Non-Me


I just want to give up my job. I'm not a career person. In fact I'm one of the least ambitious persons I know. I would just love to be a stay-at-home mom. I'd like to be at home and spend time with my family.

That set me off thinking. What do I want in life? What kind of a person am I?

As I already said, I'm not cut out for a job. No to the career. Maybe just a low-profile job or a lazy business to while away my hours during the day when I'm alone. But even during those hours, I guessed I'd be thinking about my family.

I'm not exactly one you would call an adventurous person. In fact, I shy away from anything out of the routine. I simply prefer sticking to what I'm used to (which explains why I'm still stuck in a job I don't like).

I'm not a fun-loving person... as in, I don't go clubbing, 'pub'bing, trekking, hiking...you get the drift. Staying indoors with my daughter, playing hide-and-seek with her is probably my limit. Or maybe playing cards with my family. Or something like that.

I'm not a creative or artistic person either... May I can just write a bit...like this post... and many more. I'm terrible at drawing or painting. I do wield my knitting needles now and then, but I don't think anything productive has ever come out of them.

I do cook or bake a little, but I wouldn't say I'm exemplary at it. Just the average cook who manages to put some tolerable food on the table.

What other attributes make or define a person? I could think no further, particularly with respect to my life.

Well, who am I then?

I realised I'm a non-person person, if ever there was such a thing in the world. A person who went on with her life, unnoticed by the world, not making a difference to any of the crises currently faced by mankind, or the world, or even my street.

I was in the middle of an identity crisis!!

And then I thought, 'Is this really an identity crisis?'

Because the realisation that I was a non-person didn't seem to upset me in the least. I was happy in my own bubble of bliss. I would never make the headlines, (not knowingly or willingly, at least), never get the Nobel prize, or give my opinion on the Indo-US relations, or the upcoming IPL. I simply took life one day at a time, and spent that day with my loved ones. 

That is the best attribute I have - just Being Me. Or should I say, Non-Me?

Loud Speaker

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  1. If it doesn't upset you, then You are Blessed my friend, for this is rare! Be the "Me" or "Non-Me", Sky is not the limit for our thoughts and beliefs.

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