Nomad’s guide to Pollyanna

Drawing from his life lesson, a young Nomad writes a guide to Pollyanna in this semi-fictional, semi-autobiographical commentary.

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Nomad tends to create fictional characters that are somewhat arbitrary in nature. They don’t share the same comfort zones but they tend to deal with paroxystic events inside their minds and find solace under the dark star lit sky, afterwards. Anger is bad but rage is worse. According to the narcissist, that he is, Nomad speaks from experience when he says, rage is bigger than the law to withhold and the God to foresee his actions. In a world of Trumps, Jongs and Camerons, he finds solace among the Judy Collins, Neil Youngs and Cat Stevens who in their attempt to make the world a better place has never stopped fighting for social and poetic justice. One of many forums held every month or so in ULAB, Nomad got introduced to a concept that fascinated him to a point of no return and embraced it — the Pollyanna effect.

In brief, aging back to 1913, Pollyanna was the bestselling novel written by Eleanor H Porter, which now became a classic for children’s literature. Upon its success, few more sequels were written and Pollyanna was brought to life by Hayley Mills in the 1960s Disney movie. What’s more fascinating is that Elanor portrayed a little girl who was enthusiastic, charming, had a great personality, affect the lives of many through her philosophy called ‘The Glad Game.’

As far as Pollyanna went, where do we see ourselves heading? How much optimism do we hold? Or are we even close to being ‘glad’?  Let us read a few scenarios.

 

The fathers, the mothers and, the elderly

The birth parents are like green tea and vinaigrette. They influence, energise and motivate their kids to achieve greater heights while a few tend to be sour and tough in love. Ahh! the years of tough love has made nomad so cold and vicious. Here’s an experience from when nomad was five. His father would tutor him every evening in a small seven by seven four corners. There was no ventilation, but a big yellow bulb hung from the top, nomad could be heard, from the other room, reading his times tables of six. Every time, he made a mistake, his father would pull his ear and make him write one mistake 10 more times. Nomad could only cry; cry to a point where he would trash his room and his mother’s belongings but would eventually calm down as his mother held him close to her heart and comfort him with grace and love. Nomad never had the urge to harm nor retaliate because he was raised as a good little puppy. Oh my bad! ‘A good little boy’ would be the right choice of words.

In his teenage years, Nomad started taking responsibilities for his family as they were in a tight spot to make ends meet. Nomad had to work to support his education while his friends went to soccer practice or hangout at burger joints.  He decided it was the end of his days and he wanted non-off what was left. In a quick shift of events, Nomad met someone who motivated him to write. Write about his feelings, the way he perceived the world and its people; glad was he. Nomad was more influenced by music and the mystery person and his best friend became his notebook. From the contemplation of suicide, he moved on accepting everything as what it is. Nomad found happiness in the little things in life, for instance, the radiant glow from the sun in the hazy humid morning as the birds took flight. Or, the reflection on the calm pond as he crossed over going to work, or the innocent smile of an old toothless bearded man who offered him a cup of hot tea before work. His ‘friend’ suggested he play an instrument. He started with the guitar and ended up writing his own songs, composing his own tunes. So you see, loneliness is not an option, it’s a choice. If you are in your teens, don’t fight your battles alone. You want to be a lone survivor? You have to be a lone warrior first. You have to learn how to survive; how to adapt. You only need one good friend who can truly turn your life around. If they leave, let them go. Be happy for the moment, the moment that changed your life, influenced you to be someone — someone people will know; someone strong.

 

The cringe-fest/over attachment

Many dank, colourful stories we hear, read, listen to every now and then. Man I hate to talk about sentimental lovey-dovey stuff. It’s too cringe forte. Face it people, shit happens. And to be honest, it happens for all the right reasons and a few wrong reasons too. You do see pages on facebook posting ‘emo’ stuff regarding breakups and third base action. Oh! There are in gifs and videos too these days, you do get a hint of what relationships are like, if you never had one. And just when everything goes to shit, the f, c, w, s, b bombs start falling from outta-no-where -just like Randy Ortan’s RKOs. Frankly, we all talked trash about our ex’s and felt at ease. But, it was wrong. If you’re doing this in your mid 20’s, you’re a jerk. Take a breakup as a lesson and wo/man up. Nomad understands the hardships of a breakup. He hasn’t been the same after his share, trust me. Nomad is cold and vindictive. But you don’t have to be like him. You can love again. The concept of love matures with age. Believe in the saying ‘whatever happens, happens for a reason’ and be thankful that it happened. Maybe it changed you in some way or you’re still the same. Nomad would tell you ‘go with the flow, whatever happens, happens’.

 

The educators of today

So right out of the bat there are plenty and I mean uncountable students who lie to their university teachers to get things done their way. Their excuses have turned out to become common lies in the ears of the educators of today. As a result, students like Nomad, the good hearted honest souls, that’s right, you uncountable people are bad and just plain jerks, fall victim to their own truth. I am talking to you good hearted ones, chin up your beautiful souls and keep pushing your truth to the limit where your teacher is finally going to understand that you mean it. Keep a good grade and a perfect attendance record and participate more in class. If you’re enraged by the disdain on your teachers face, take it as a challenge and impress the living shit out of them. It’s not the teachers fault, it’s their luck that they encountered jerks and as a result ended up overshadowing the helpless individuals.

Being optimistic isn’t always about being happy. It’s about telling the world that you can achieve your goal overcoming the most difficult obstacles life throws at you. Smile, and work hard.

Nomad hopes people try to keep an open mind. He emphasises the word try since its Bangladesh, where you get questioned a lot for doing something out-of-the norms of society. Let the children of tomorrow not doubt themselves. Help them to believe that they are worth something. Let them be optimistic of their future, perspectives and decisions.

 

Nomad is a young university student who goes through different phases of life and finds positive energy out of everything. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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