Sun May 9
the lord of rants is back. do i really think i'm a cross-breed of narayan, russell and tolstoy. born to change the world, alter the basis of human thoughts and be remembered forever as the greatest man who ever walked the face of the earth? and if i do, holy shit, hats off to my guts. i was watching something about rajnikanth today- superstar, the demigod of indian cinema and arguably a man with the most devoted of followers, and what i like the most about him is the ease with which he's accepted kamla haasan's genius and admits he himself being a fan of the nayagan. that is very hard to do. that truly is the sign of genius. the ability to acknowledge, respect and work over one's limitations. see, there i go generalizing again. this is what the world does to you. they either make you look upto yourself in which case you start believing all the hoopla surrounding yourself leading to downfall or they call you worthless with so much conviction in their voices that you will lose the ability to believe in yourself. when half a dozen people saw my blog and told me i was good, i became this. i started generalizing stuff, forgetting my negative points and rejecting criticism from the same people who in the first place told me i was good. it really got into my head. nope chinnu, you aren't as good as you think you are. you are just a little gifted and lucky enough to have people who tell you what you are good at and what you are not good at. to be hailed the next tolstoy, or scorsese or picassa, you have to prove your mettle. nope, not to the world but to yourself. ofcourse, people will always tell you what they think about you and your work, no matter you like it or not but then taking it and working on it is very important. so, instead of focusing on the goal, focus on the path. because that's what matters and probably someday, you'll be worth a little of the earth you've eaten. buck up, bend down and rock n' roll.