Thursday, 2 August 2018

Being wrong


If you prefer listening, here's the track. You can read along!



I remember complaining about my excessive (2 and half hours in total) train travel time in my first year of engineering. I used to hate lectures scheduled at seven in the morning - you have to leave your house at 6:15 if you want to reach close to on time and wake up at 5:30. About fifteen of us from college would go out multiple times a week and I didn't care much about how I should be utilising my time better. Neither did I have regrets about my high school results and life unlike other people. 

One of the most passionate people about computer science that I know is a guy (now my best friend) whom I thought only cared about music and played the piano exceptionally well. You can imagine my shock when I realised how technically sound he was. I also thought that the latent heat of vaporization was the heat consumed and not heat released without a change in temperature.

I have been consistently wrong about things in my life. Train travel gives me breathing space, we recently protested to get back seven am lectures and if possible schedule them for the entire week, and my outings with friends are at an all-time low because my work is at an all-time high. And all these things that would be a downer are things I look forward to every single day. I used to think I did not understand physics but while explaining things to my sister who is full of good questions (which are good because, you know, you don't have an answer immediately) I realised that I do and I just didn't put much of an effort. Rediscovering physics with her is refreshing.

And while the mini-stories I have mentioned above are quite harmless, because of which it was quite easy to accept ignorance and admit wrongness, it isn't always that simple. Sometimes you go into denial, sometimes you feel betrayed and you'd rather believe the contrary like when you're wrong about a person for instance, and sometimes your ego comes in the way especially when the person correcting you is less qualified or younger. People who have strong beliefs and ideas find it even harder to see another way from theirs and accept that there could be flaws. 

We tend to do things because we feel like it is the right thing to do. We love being right and hate being wrong. Kind of like how a lot of us think we are extraordinary. We hope to do things that only great people could, aim to solve issues that have been left unsolved, or set the trend that Priyanka Chopra beings to follow. We hope for our blogs to suddenly go viral and everyone to love our music. But we need to accept that we aren't probably as extraordinary as we wish to be. Just like we must accept that we're not always right and being wrong could probably be exciting as well.

If you like dark chocolate for it's bitter and black coffee for the taste nothing else can give you, and continue shrugging your shoulders to their milky variants, you have a win-win situation. Likewise, if you can appreciate the growth and learning from the bitter feeling of being wrong and open your mind to explore multiple possibilities, and continue being happy with being right - it makes you a more pleasant person to be around apart from content from the inside. 

Anddd I hope I am not wrong about that^! 
Kanksha :)

Tuesday, 12 June 2018

Stuck

Growth is hard. Set-backs are harder. But being stuck is the worst. And right now? I am stuck.

I am stuck on Chapter 20 of my book. I am stuck with understanding how to implement a part of my algorithm since a week and have no progress to show in my report due right now. I do not know which sub-domain I want to pick for my final year project. And I am stuck with setting up a technical blog on GitHub. 

I cannot easily touch my toes without bending my knees. The terrace generally peaceful is attacked by crows 'cawing' from all sides until darkness overtakes the city. The stars then, are hidden by the clouds, making a mopey-me even gloomier. 

There are a lot of sweet things in my life. I eat chocolate every day, followed by mithai and some more chocolate. Mango Ras for lunch, and cut mangoes after dinner is no longer a luxury, but has become routine. My sister stays at home glued to amazon prime, and my grandmother has turned into a social diva, making up for both, my sister and my own hibernation.

But this is me getting carried away by a couple of bad days. 

I attempted to start writing again, after such a long break. I have not yet given up and am constantly trying to find out how to implement my algorithm. I figured out the domain of my final year project, and have written the first post and created a base for the blog, inspite of not having put it together.

I went from not being able to touch my toes at all a week ago, to slamming my fingers-to-knuckles portion on the floor today. The rain and drizzle makes up for the clouds, putting a rest to the sweltering heat. The smell of mud is invigorating.

Nights out with friends lead to sweet times. Monopoly deal leads to playful fights. And time spent with family playing cards and sequence is always time well spent. With so many loved ones, there are always birthdays to celebrate, and cake to be eaten. 

So yes, being stuck sucks. But being unable to get over being stuck and letting yourself loose sucks even more. I'm putting an end to this bad day. Taking one down, running by the sea just to turn it around. Everyone knows. Sometimes you lie. But you work at a smile and go for a ride. You had a bad day....
Have a great day :)
Kanksha

P.S.: Check out Daniel Powter's "Bad Day". I love the video.