I am an extrovert. I love talking to people. It makes me
happy. But here’s something contrasting to this personality, I’m scared of
asking for a pack of biscuits at a general store, buying a juice at a juice
shop or even asking the grocer for grocery. Strange as it may sound but I’ve
always felt self-conscious to talk to any shopkeeper even for the littlest of
the things that I need to buy.
While I’ve been appraised by people for my confidence and
boldness in conversing, I wonder what the reason for my shyness is for doing a
thing as petty as this. No wonder I like the idea of super-markets where one is
not intimidated by the shopkeepers and can help herself on her own. Some may
think how is it a big deal but to me it’s more than a deal, an ordeal. Buying
even a bottle of water to quench my thirst takes all my energy. I would
rehearse the whole act of buying a million times in my head like I’m here to
impress the shopkeeper with my verbal skills and like he’d give the stuff for
free if I were good enough. “An orange juice please, I need an orange juice,
I’ll buy an orange juice, can I get an orange juice and it goes on...”. And
while all the jabbering is happening in my mind, I reach the counter. My
undivided focus is on my nervous hands clenching the money. It’s my turn in the
queue. I look up to the person in-charge there. My mouth goes dry. My face is
flustered. Words hardly come out of my mouth. I want to run from here. My
voice is barely heard. Unable to comprehend, he asks, “what do you want Ma’am?”
I stutter, stammer and hastily place my order once again. My subconscious
sneers at me saying, ‘’for heaven’s sake, you are paying for what you buy, why
do you have to be so embarrassed and nervous?”
It might all seem like I’m overthinking a simple issue, but
it isn’t simple to me because it’s something I need to overcome to communicate
fearlessly. Going out to buy something is a part of our daily lives, as
important and unavoidable as a shower in a hot weather. I had to find a
solution to this problem, a challenge rather. Avoiding the situation doesn’t
help in the long run. I took my inhibitions for granted. I didn’t realise there
could be something as deep as ‘self-worth’ that could be the underlying reason
for my shyness. I feared to state my rights without hesitation in front of
people. The fear of being misjudged and misperceived surfaced my behaviour.
Some needs unmet, some wishes unfulfilled made me conscious about asserting my
simple wants in life. Whenever I required something I’d look for people around
me to get me what I wanted. I’m an independent person in general but I realised
I lack mental and emotional independence at some levels. It’s easy to be
dependent and hold onto a crutch. But the fact is such a crutch can be held
onto only temporarily. A Crutch too may fall apart someday. I’ve made my
decision. I’m not going to surrender to my inhibitions. I’ll make sure I don’t
ask my friends or family to order for me, instead I will take the lead. However
uncomfortable it gets initially, I won’t give up.
Every small habit, various obsessions, even the most trivial
mannerisms tell a tale about us. Unveil your secrets by observing yourself.
Grow out of your fears, face them. After all, it’s you who can help yourself
the best.
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