“Even in social life, you will never make a good impression on other people until you stop thinking about what sort of impression you’re making.”
― C.S. Lewis
I have this really good friend of mine.
We have known each other since years now.
And, I really adore him.
His determination. His passion. His will to grow.
And his never-ending curiosity.
But yet he is not happy. He smokes. He is an alcoholic.
And, I have seen him cry over his life ample times.
And he comes to me for help. For words.
I wonder to myself: Where has he gone wrong?
I realized it recently. Really.
He tries too hard to impress others. In very superficial ways.
He doesn’t like pubs. But he will still go because he feels that’s the ‘trend’
He doesn’t like alcohol much. He has admitted it. He has told me.
But he will still drink because apparently that’s what makes a person ‘cool’
He isn’t really is comfortable with the clothes he wears.
But still. He wears it. Because he feels it will impress others.
And countless other things he does just in order to impress others.
And I realized it is not just him. It is not just you. It is all of us.
How much ever we deny, we all are at some point guilty of trying to impress others.
Not by being ourselves. But by trying and create a superfluous aura around ourselves.
This ‘Oh, please approve of me’ culture of ours is taking a hideous turn.
And, I give some credits to social media.
We try to impress others. It is a race.
Through status, through photos, through witty tweets. All this things.
Through big fancy mobiles, through big fancy bungalows, through big figure salaries.
Through all the glam and jazz. Through clothes and superfluous things.
Through how big your TV is and how many apps you have and which brand you wear.
Through how many degrees you have. And your achievements.
We wait for people to like our stuff.
We wait for people to approve of us.
I can almost listen them shouting, “Please like us”
I am equally guilty of this.
We’re social creatures. We want to impress people. We want people to like us.
There is nothing inherently wrong with it.
The problem starts when we start to defy our own values. Our likes. Our dislikes. Our taste. And follow what might just be ‘sale-able’ or what might just be a ‘trend’
I have seen countless people doing something which they detest just because they think it impresses others.
I have seen countless people working in a field they hate and earn money and buy material things in order to impress or to maintain ‘status’, as they call it.
And, I have seen countless people and bragging and trying to impress me through all this stuff.
You are not impressing me with all that.
Neither your job title of CA, CS, CFA, CPA or whatever ‘C’ nor your salary.
Nor your fancy cars or bungalows.
Nor your wardrobe or how much you party or what brand you wear.
Nor how many followers you have on twitter or how many friends you have on Facebook or how you’re the ‘life’ of every party and your friend’s group.
These things don’t impress me.
You impress me.
You the person impresses me.
Not your stuff. Not your salary. Not your fancy job titles.
Your commitment to growth impresses me.
Your commitment to learn impresses me.
Your curiosity impress me.
Your kindness, your compassion, your outlook towards life, all these things impress me.
How you treat your fellow humans impresses me.
Your values impress me.
Your love impresses me.
Your warmth impresses me.
Stop trying to impress people with your stuff. With your titles. With things and titles external to you.
Some people will always have more ‘stuff’ and those ‘other things’ than you.
Impress with who you’re. Where you are. And where you want to be.
Impress with passion. Impress with laugh. Impress with love.
Impress with your life. Impress with how you live.
Impress with yourself.
Because trust me, there is only one you.
You’re fucking unique. So be that way.
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YOU ARE NOT IMPRESSING ME– By The Minimalist
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