Last night my buddies talked me into going to the Smog, and the entire drive to the club, I just couldn’t help but think how exorbitantly my life has changed over these last three years. I remembered being this tall, scrawny and unsociable guy from Bihar in my freshman year, with atrocious English doing B.Tech in a place like Pune, where people loved to speak English, just for the heck of it. In such a surrounding I wasn’t able to adjust at all. People were outstanding, but it was I who felt embarrassed to speak in front of them.
One day, when I was sitting alone on the bleachers, having my one of those “inferiority complex” episodes, a classmate, walked up to me and asked what was wrong and why I didn’t talk to them.
Honestly, for a moment, I was taken aback by his forwardness, and I continued to be the silent monk that I was, but I really don’t know what came over me at that moment, that I uttered all my agony, each one of my issues, all the proverbial wars I was battling in my head, every single one of them.
He apologized for he only wanted to make me feel welcomed and with that, he gave me the suggestion that changed my life. He turned his phone on acquainted me with a fancy looking app, called ‘Opentalk’ to help improve my diction.
This App helped me get out of my cocoon of inferiority complex. I was able to share my life stories, some of the love and some of the tragic incidents and also got applauded for my eagerness to improve myself.