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Comfort was the trap and I fell for it

Talent is nothing but the skills and abilities you acquire over time through practice and experiences. You naturally become good at a few things, making you seem talented to the outside world. Sometime they say you are born talented but it’s your cognitive abilities, where you do certain things better than others.

Something that I hear often from people I have come across in my life is that I’m talented. And I still get admired for almost nothing but very basic things for doing or learning them quickly, that “I’m talented”.

But in reality “talent” won’t thrive me further. At least not anymore. Wondered why someone will choose a hardworking but not so talented individual over a talented one, because they can always evolve and do better, become better every day.

On the other side, talent without the discipline to work hard {actions to push further} attracts all possible personality traits from which one should always stay away – laziness, lack of motivation, losing opportunities intentionally, chronic procrastination. Most importantly, falling into a vicious cycle of comfort, where you absolutely don’t want to do anything and keep suppressing your inspiration just because you do not have enough to come out of your comfort zone. But anyways, you are talented, right? You can always restart, you can always take a leap.

Actually, you can’t; it’s not that simple. Talent should be among the most overrated and inappropriately used adverbs we have used.

For the last couple of months, everything has been feeling different. I have been through times much more miserable than today, but my career has never held me back. And I seldom thought about the experiences of deception.

I have always believed in becoming a person with an open heart and an open mind, expecting none or minimal in return, offering first before asking for anything. Or will never ask. But time today is teaching me, we will not get things in return even if someone wants to. Reason – it’s not easy.

It’s not easy to invest your time in someone else’s challenge just because you want to help, it’s not easy to really do certain things for others where you have to really engage yourself in a process. It’s easier to send someone money once to return a favor, easier to wish them luck, easier to forward them any message, but if your engagement is needed for a longer process it’s not that easy. There are very few people who would like to be part of your journey, at least to hold your hand for some time till you cross the bridge. But they are very rare.

I’m processing a lot of emotions lately, and this is the stage of life where I have to accept more realities and changes in my life that I never desired. Being overly comfortable was a trap and I fell in love with it. How do we actually process something where you didn’t fail but you have to take a step back for the greater good? How do we process when we are deceived about something most stable or support you have built for yourself over the years?

Someone told me if people have exploited you for your goodness always seeking your support, your time, your knowledge, expertise what else? Though they are not be blamed. It’s always you, who allowed them. I’m not solely convinced to this thought that someone has used me out of selfishness, isn’t it same for all of us. Ain’t we all do this in certain stages in our life?

or may be I’m to naive to accept the reality.

Okay, something out of context:

I moved to Goa in February, thinking I would rather spend more time there living, experiencing, getting better. The story of Goa ended in 15-20 days; why that’s a different story for another day. But something I did, completely out of my comfort zone, I took a scooter and drove to the city almost 45 kilometers through the highways and cities. { ofcourse I know driving for years, but still never did such thing because it was always manageable to avoid. }

And this was my first time commuting through any vehicle by my own that far. I don’t remember going even 15 kilometers alone. It was huge for me. It was a moment of taking a step to come out of the comfort zone.

 

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