Learning to be Invictus

“Giving up is not on your list, Sona!” reads a comment on my blog. The comment comes from an equally strong woman who luckily happens to be my cousin. And this lesson was taught to me by another cousin when I was in my late teens or had just hit the twenties.
I do not want to get into the details but in a nutshell, he and his wife faced many challenges while bringing up their younger daughter. Once I told Bhaiyya that I truly appreciated the way he handled the situation managing the work – home balance while we were chatting. He just said in a matter of fact way that it was very simple to do. He just questioned himself, “Whose child was it? Mine or the neighbour’s.” The answer was, “Mine.” He then questioned himself, “Whether to keep the child or to give it away.” The answer was simple, to keep it. And it was what he said to me then that gave me the most important philosophy of my life. He said, “Sona! If I have to keep it, I have to keep it well. There are no options.” Since then “I have no option” has become the driving force of my life. 
There’s also this friend of mine who says, “Easy is not an option.” Having come across so many problems in life, he chooses to face each problem, chin up till he defeats it. There is no other option.
And friends, whenever faced with a situation, this is what I do. I ask myself the same question, “Whose problem is it? Mine or the neighbour’s.” The answer is, “Always mine.” I then question, “Whether to face it or run away from it?” The answer is always the same to face it since running away is not an option. 
I get angry, I curse, I cry, I shout, I stumble, I make mistakes, I have every right but what I can’t do is leave it all away, run away from it because ‘I have no option’. And it is always that someone, somewhere, may be up there, sees me fight, and decides to help. I don’t always come out a winner but I learn every time, I become stronger and it strengthens my faith that not having an option is the right thing for me. 
And luckily I get to meet all the people mentioned in this blog this week. The one who appreciates my trying to be Invictus, has taught me to be one and has strengthened my belief in being Invictus.

Out of the night that covers me, 
     Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be 
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance 
      I have not winced nor cried aloud. 
Under the bludgeonings of chance 
      My head is bloody, but unbowed. 
Beyond this place of wrath and tears 
      Looms but the Horror of the shade, 
And yet the menace of the years 
      Finds and shall find me unafraid. 
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate, 
      I am the captain of my soul. 

~ William Earnest Henley.

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