Happiness is about comfort, cosiness and well-being. The journey may seem harsh and arduous when we are willing to be comfortable and seek comfort in uncomfortable situations, but it is a small price to pay for living a beautiful dream. Living through the most awkward moments, sometimes, life bestows the most enchanting memories.
Thinking of my most beautiful, uncomfortable moments, I am pushed back to my first year in medical college when ragging was rampant. The senior who compelled me to smoke a ‘Beedee’, screwing my lungs and instigating an asthmatic spasm, later became a bosom pal, nurturing the friendship even today after forty-five years of the nightmare.
The beautiful, uncomfortable moments in life are those unique and enchanting instances when we are staggering on the edge of our comfort zones. The combination of distress and exquisiteness creates a profound experience.
Reality is no wonder, fearsome. We tend to admonish those who point to our reality and idolise those who provide us with illusionary comfort. The more we seek out the uncomfortable, the more comfortable we will become.
‘Do not prefer a comfortable lie to the uncomfortable truth.’
Falling in love for the first time is beautiful and yet uncomfortable.
Personal growth, self-discovery, and a greater appreciation of life’s beauty are hidden in the uncomfortable moments. There is excitement and vulnerability in experiencing the rollercoaster of emotions that eventually push us to grow and understand relationships in better ways.
The first public speech, a debate, and a musical performance in front of a vast school crowd gave me goosebumps and jitters. I felt like running away, but because of my mother’s enthusiasm and pestering, I succumbed to the pressure, and today, I can cater to an enthralling audience.
Travelling overseas for the first time to a hostile country like Pakistan and landing there at midnight with no host to receive shoved me into the deep trench of depression. But later, exploring foreign lands and immersing in new cultures, though uncomfortable, pushed me out of my comfort zone, and challenging my preconceptions became my passion.
My first taste of Parenthood left me shivering on a nasty winter night outside the labour room, praying for a normal, healthy child. Those extremely uncomfortable moments became a bundle of joy and exhilaration when I held my baby girl in my lap. After thirty-five years of that experience, I am the most blessed person to have a doting daughter. Life is filled with joyful moments testing our patience and endurance.
Embracing significant life changes, like moving to a new place, shifting careers or meeting new people, is often uncomfortable but can lead to beautiful personal growth with mental and emotional transformation.
Creative and artistic expression and professional dealings can make one uncomfortable in this competitive cutthroat rat race. Though scratchy, the exposure to one’s innermost thoughts and emotions may lead to the innermost peace of accomplishment.
Seeking apologies and forgiveness through taking and giving can be profoundly uncomfortable and taxing but culminate in beautiful reconciliation and personal growth. It may take a whole world of courage and effort for a heartfelt apology to be rendered to someone, but it brings joy and emotional fulfilment once rendered.
Stepping outside your comfort zone and taking risks to pursue a dream or a goal is challenging. Still, the blessing lies in the potential rewards and personal development that evolve from the experience.
We will likely step out of our ruts and search for different or more factual answers when we are propelled by a hostile force: discomfort.
Someone rightly said, ‘I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back and make more room between I can’t and I can.’
“To be outstanding, get comfortable with being uncomfortable.”
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Awesome read👍👌 made me go down the memory lane thinking and reliving my uncomfortable yet memorable moments of my life
thanks a lot Ajay for the appreciation.
regards
Doc, you have clearly spelt out how one can emerge Stronger and better in an uncomfortable zone. I can relate to many such true life experiences.
Kudos! Brilliant write up!!💯👌
Thanks a lot Janice for the appreciation. I have emerged a winner several times, by living the uncomfortable moments.
regards.
The blog-The beautiful, uncomfortable moments-cherish them has been scripted wonderfully, citing illustrations and anecdotes. As saying goes, Fools rush in where angels fear to tread clearly explains the efforts or endeavors rendered in attaining a milestone or a success. Ill prepared persons are likely to falter at some stage or the other. Nevertheless, as rightly mentioned by you in the blog your maiden speech might have given you goosebumps and jitters, but an apt motivation by your Mom persuaded you at the right moment. Challanges come that may instil nervousness or goosebumps instead of confidence but it should be handled with a slew of positive measures. Uncomfortable situations bred a bright silver lining. It depends on how the situation is handled. It is true that some moment of nervousness should be there in one’s mind before taking up any task whether it is delivering a speech or an examination. During my service days, I used to be an executive member of our officers’ club for most of the time. Once my Secretary asked me to conduct a mass housie event. Before that I had no experience of conducting such games. I thought let me give a try. The first programme went nicely. It so happened that thereafter I became a regular housie master and used to conduct the game to an audience of more than one thousand. I was being called to conduct such events at other places too. So the initial uncomfort metamorphed into a success, just by sheer determination.
Very good Anuj boss.
It is always a pleasure reading your input Ashok bhai. Truly speaking I missed your comments in the last few blogs. You analyze them so well and give your precious input.I loved reading your experience with housie.I share the same from my childhood. I was barely eight years old and was made to conduct housie at a local club. Well rest is history.
regards.