Measure of a Man

We had an event at the college a few weeks back. One of the invited speakers was someone whom I went to college with, way back in 1992. He had an impressive CV- member of the board of directors for a few companies, owns different sorts of businesses yada yada yada...

What struck me most was how I reacted to it. Initially I was a bit insecure, asking myself what have I done all these years when he was busy starting all those businesses? But then I asked myself- is it fair to measure or match what we term as "success" when we don't have the same playing field? Anyway, long story short (you wouldn't want to get me started on the debates that I had going on) I came to terms with it. Faced it, like a mature, grown woman.

That's life. Some people make more money than I do, many drive better cars, some have huge mansions they call home and whatever else. Good. I'm happy for them. I honestly am. I kinda like this feeling. I like being happy for me. It's fulfilling and liberating.

Till then, my great future beckons!