What really matters?
Some of you may remember a post I had made about rejection several months ago. Although I hastily wrote another post to ensure everyone that I was fine, true closure was never achieved. I hope this post shall rectify that.
I’ve come to realize that positions aren’t what matter; it’s your actions that do. Don’t be fazed by what others say you are and what you aren’t. Let what you do guide you, for what others say has no effect on what you can do, but what you do can have great effects on others.
It is your choice: what shall you do to create these great effects?
I think it’s silly that a year ago, I thought positions defined what we could do. In reality, I found out that it is quite the opposite. Whenever I accept a position, it is more of a trivial title that doesn’t mean anything. It is what I have achieved and what I intend to achieve that allows me to sleep at night in comfort. And when a position is denied from me, I laugh in the face of the deniers and proceed to do what I want to do. After all, if I really am determined to do something good for everyone, why would I let other people stop me?
Last year, when I was applying for officer positions in clubs, I had let the positions define what I could do. In hindsight, I had done more than the positions I had junior year. (And we weren’t even allowed to have positions as juniors.) I had always let my rejection from every single club define me, but others reminded me that I had done much more even when I wasn’t an officer.
When others asked a question, I would always respond if I knew the answer. If concepts in our classes didn’t make sense, I’d try my best to explain. During second semester, I was fortunate enough to help numerous fellow students with General Chemistry 2. Nobody had said I could do this. In fact, I was not even an official sanctioned tutor until later in the semester. Yet, did I care about being “officially sanctioned?” Was I doing it for the community service hours? No. I was doing it because I saw my calling. Did my actions make a difference? Yes. My passion, combined with my persistence, was what made me successful in doing what I wanted, and gave me true satisfaction in my role as a member of society.
And would those positions have made a difference? No.
Sometimes, we should step back and say “this is wrong.” Positions in society have come to (fallaciously) define what humans could do. This ranges from the caste system to political offices. The office itself does not make a difference; it is the holder of the office that truly makes the difference. Our perception that it is the position that matters and not what one is able to do has misled our society. Upon reflection, we need to place more emphasis on what people are able to do, as that is the true indicator of success. I hope that we as a society can implement this change. It starts with the smallest things around us. Let’s wake up and make this change.