A LOST KID

* An Open Letter to the lost kid in school *
You. Yes, you out there. I know it when you say it's tough to not fumble with things over and over again at school. I understand when you try to focus at the physics numerical being taught but end up scribbling the lyrics of Arctic Monkeys on the same page.
I get it when you prefer the desk that's nearer to the window pane, so you could gaze at the clouds and watch them change from blue to white to crimson.
I feel you when you want to raise a doubt in the class, but get subdued by the voice of that witty topper kid and decide to swallow your words back.
I can relate when the hype with 'marks and over achievers' nullifies the competence you ever had. I know the feeling that engulfs you, when failing a test is equated with failing in life. I know the dilemma of being totally unaware of what life is going to be ten years down the line. I know this and so much more.
But guess what?
School life is a phase which is meant for making mistakes over and over again. What matters is how much you learn from each one of them. As clichéd as it may sound, don't let any exam subvert you because one day you'll pass the toughest of tests that life will offer you.
Never let anyone define you as average, mediocre, topper or any of these stereotypical terms because you're the oceans, the skies and the Himalayan ranges put together. To define is to limit. But you're limitless and growing each day. Aren't you?
They call you lost and aloof. Show them all the stories you curate. Don't let that last page of your physics book be an enigma. Let them know of how you plot the world's colliding and yet give the humans a choice to undo all the wrongs for it to be righted one last time. Don't throw that piece of art in the dustbin. Embrace it.
You've got to take off that armour and face the world. Counter those who hinder your way, whilst you put forth your opinions. Toil each day and study with all your heart. Being a wanderer in the basketball period is beautiful. But hey, just try to aim that basketball into the ring once. You don't know the happiness that playing a sport could give you.
Marks don't matter, yes. But never put fifty percent of your efforts in something you could have put a two hundred percent for. Join one of the school societies and begin to know yourself.
It is okay to be a dreamy wallflower in a world full of nihilists. It is okay to be lost but always put your head straight. You are the combination of millions of atoms intricately held together. You need to do justice to yourself.
And lastly, breathe. There's a life bigger and more important than the physics assignment you're struggling to complete. Give it time. It'll all fall in place.
From,
A kid who has finally found himself.
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