Brat to Man
Well, my decade saw a big transitional phase where this brat became a MAN in all aspects of life. Let us get started right away.
So there I was, with a raw mind and inheritance of the laidback attitude of a typical Hyderabadi at one of the best institution studying my bachelor’s and was recognized by the car I drove or the places I spent my leisure hours.
This was the age where my testosterone levels were high and all I wanted was to win in all my pursuits and show my supremacy.
Though I was not a very studios, I managed to pull out a first-grade score in my degree.
Soon after my graduation, I was obligated to embark on my journey for a successful future in a khaki uniform. Attracted by the prestige, honor, and respect that this uniform came with, I began my preparation. Though not with a specific agenda for the day, I was engrossed in my goal with dedication, but to my dismay, I believed that I was not exactly ready for this preparation and here began my entr’acte and the transitional phase of a brat becoming a man.
Transitional Phase of my life…
I started pursuing a Masters degree where this slightly introvert brat was transforming into an extrovert MAN. These finest two years of my life can neither be forgotten nor replaced by any. This was the time that helped me experience the art of public speaking and killed my stage fright. Here not only was I engrossed in the curriculum and studied hard, but made friends for a lifetime. Friends who are non-judgmental, but would be the best critics in your life who would stand by you when the world turns its back on you.
I just can’t tell enough about these two years.
This transitional phase continued with a job at a MNC where, for the first time I faced corporate politics and witnessed the bitter truth. In these 2 years of corporate experience, I came across a few people who would involve in flattery for gain in their professional lives. Though this period stirred a lot of emotions and feelings, the Man growing in me was trying to control the brat and helped me behave professionally, but I had to bid a goodbye to the not so rewarding corporate life to keep my self-respect.
And the struggle began or shall I say continued…
This is where with a few external factors, I was nudged to realize that it was time to resume my persuasion towards the incomplete task of Khaki uniform. This time I was much more dedicated and I wanted to do it for myself this time. The next three years gave me knowledge in abundance across various disciplines and studies along with the various orders of life. In this period, I didn’t just become inquisitive, but very tolerant and understanding. I say this “understanding” from an incident, where a very close associate indicated that my actions to a certain situation displayed a plethora of change in my understanding and behaviour. Needless to say that I was overwhelmed with my personal growth and achievement.
However, after giving in my fullest and attempting the test multiple times, I had to agree that it was time to move on and make peace with it. Finally, I started making a career in the field of marketing, where I would go on to converse with multiple people on a daily basis and realize my true potential of public speaking.
Towards the end of my decade, a long lost aspiration of an affiliate marketer started in the name of rightpurchasing.com where I worked for the Amazon associates program. Though in the beginning, I did face a lot of hiccups, relentless work along with help from prodigious people I finally kick-started the oncoming decade of the 2020s with a bang.
My decade saw a lot of changes and though the brat tries to show its stint once in a while, It is majorly passive and helps me in becoming a better man than yesterday.
Did we share any similarities in the past decade?
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“This post is a part of ‘DECADE Blog Hop’ #DecadeHop organised by #RRxMM Rashi Roy and Manas Mukul. The Event is sponsored by Glo and co-sponsored by Beyond The Box, Wedding Clap, The Colaba Store and Sanity Daily in association with authors Piyusha Vir and Richa S Mukherjee”