For those who’re checking my blog out for the first time, I try centering my blog around the issues that go unaddressed due to false-minimalistic appearance. I do this for each age group only as I pass that group myself. So that being said, from blog number 1 till here has been about the adolescent age and I’ll soon be moving into adulthood – both my blog and I. Happy reading! Ping me if you need to.
The title sounds familiar huh? These are the things that decide the mask we all wear for the outer world to see. The other day, while engaging in a conversation with a friend of mine who is taller than me, I realised that since I don’t get surrounded by a lot of tall people, I’ve never actually considered this an irrational first fear.
You know that feeling of trying to look perfect when you’re seeing someone for the first time – may it be anything from adjusting your dress to focusing your glasses because you really are trying ‘to look’ perfectly at this stranger. That feeling is something which drives us far away from our comfort zone. I’m not saying it is wrong but since the topic revolves around the very idea, I’ll make it look unethical for a few rounds.
Here’s a segment of appreciation to the Indian mind-set Indians for accepting girls with no cooking sense and boys with no directional sense. Some guys feel socially insecure when addressed about their driving or directional sense. It’s not a hard rule that they need to know how to drive or remember each route. It is also not right to expect a guy to be 6 ft tall, well-built, have his own vehicle and have a good memory of routes (sorry for being oddly specific). In fact considering such traits to be perfect, is by itself, backward in thinking. The same pattern applies to girls. Admit it, there are girls who drive better, not so good in the kitchen and take the upper-hand in a relationship.
What’s backwards is not the ways that people choose to follow, but how others judge them based on it.
Social insecurities are the same emotion-instigators as public nuisances such as spitting, staring point-blank at strangers, harassing and what not. Imagine yourself being spit on by your fellow passenger who has zero regrets, on a train that takes you home after a long day at work. Now imagine getting a comment on your looks or behaviour or status from a person you barely know! I see no difference.
Insecurities may range anywhere from having a bad hair day to not being able to fit into a peer group. There’s no such thing big or small. Each insecurity is like a diamond – only differently shaped but all of them bear great values. Then again, correcting society to our needs is near to impossible and totally out of control, unless you’re politically powerful. But what’s doable is to take these insecurities to your parents or any one elder to you whom you trust not to misuse them. After all they are named insecurities for a reason.
– Shreyy, with an insecurity for heights.