The Inferiority Complex

Okay, people and their insecurities. I cannot stand people that will do stuff behind your backs, plot around, and then go ahead and dump problems on you to make you look bad. I mean, where is the professionalism in that? What is with the inferiority complex? I have managed to have one too many experiences in just the span of a year to really be an expert now.

We as Indians are complex, and very unique individuals. We all come from such vast backgrounds, but somehow we don’t use this to play up to our strengths. I feel as a nation we could grow so much if we just put our personal egoes to the side, and concentrate on getting the work DONE. Why is it so hard to just be honest for once and say, okay yeah, I’m the one who fucked up this time? I’m so sorry, let me take care of my mess, because it’s my mess. But no, you’re going to have to be double clever, and put the blame on someone else, so that you don’t have to deal with the mess.

I wonder if it’s because we fail to be responsible individuals. Growing up as Indians, we’re pampered and spoiled to the core. Again, maybe not all of us, I may just be generalizing here. But I also get this sense from us that when it comes to the professional sphere, we just don’t seem to have it together. Is it because we’re just so used to being provided for, or always have our moms at our feet taking care of us, never really having to move out at the age of 16, pay the bills, live on our own, I mean really on our own, NOT a hostel, for pete’s sake? That just does not count.

I wonder if it also may be because we’ve always been sidelined by authorities. I mean ever since growing up, there’s always been an adult, whether it’s in school, at home, at the shops, telling us kids right from wrong. Plus, then there’s this whole senior vs. junior fiasco. If you’re older than me or have a bit more experience, you’re going to be telling me what to do, and I’m just going to blindly follow. Forget using your own brain. I’m sorry to disappoint, but I have a mind of my own, and I enjoy using it.

Maybe that’s what always surfaces to problems with me, because I voice my opinions and will express if I find something fishy. I don’t point fingers, but I own up. If I’ve done good work, I make sure I’m recognized. If not, I take the blame and stay quiet. I have learned to figure out when voicing is too much, and when it’s just enough. But you know what, no matter how much people resent me, I will be assertive, gentle, but assertive.

Let us own up to our mistakes. Let us help each other out, instead of always putting each other down. Jealousies and insecurities are really not going to take us too far. I have strengths and weaknesses, but one thing I pride over is the fact that I am always honest. We as a society have so much potential, but it’s petty factors such as this that just keeps pushing us further behind. Be honest, be kind, be real, for once.