Group1 Success Secret
In this blog post I want to share the real secret of my G1 success.
When I was studying everybody thinks that I was an average student.
My eldest sister was considered a brilliant student.
This is the perception of people around us.
Now I’m asking myself a question?
Am I an average student?
My heart is telling that I’m not even an average student…
It is telling that I am a poor student…
Till the age of 45 years I was used to guide by my mind….
But for the last five years I used to guide by my heart…
My heart is my GPS system….
So I can’t question it…
I’m confessing to the world that I was a poor student….
Having said that!
How can I explain that I topped Group1 services?
If you want to know the answer to this question, you have to read my small story…
Here is the story…
I don’t remember the year exactly…
One-day…
Myself and my biological sisters gone to a village called Vellanki…
As usual we were playing there…
Suddenly a message came from an angel through my mamaiah…
(At that time I thought that it came from a bad man)
Guess what?
Turning point – 1 in my life
My Mamaiah jokingly or sarcastically uttered the following phrase…
Here is the translation of the above words…
How your daddy will get the marriage of your sisters?
Does he sell the telephone wires to do their marriage?
The moment I heard these words I felt ashamed…
My heart becomes heavier…
In my imagination I have scolded him with bootu words….
Have you related with this?
Humiliation affects the children…
Maybe it is relating to….
Their physical looks….
Their skin texture…
Their exam marks…
Their height…
Their weight…
If I keep on expanding the list it goes on like this…
Okay!
I hope you got the point…
Each one of us whether a child or an adult experience such incidents…
Now I am coming back to my story…
After listening to those words we have rested on the cots…
I am watching my sisters….
My mind playing the painful thoughts …
It is difficult for me to translate my thoughts into words…
The point is clear…
Getting the marriage of my sisters is difficult…
That is the essence of my mamaiah’s sarcasm…
This fear or pain made a strong imprint in my heart…
Days, months and years passing…
This pain consciously or subconsciously growing in my emotional body…
At that time I don’t have a zandubalm for this pain…
Perhaps the same pain and helplessness might have caused “Cancer” to my biological mother.( I will be posting separate blog post on this point soon)
But anyway!
I have finished my B.Sc degree and joined M.Sc in Nanded…
Turning point – 2 in my life
During holidays I came to Nandigama…
One day!
I went to a medical shop…
The shop owner told me…
Quite simply!
I could sense that G1 is a top job …
Then I have proceeded to the KVR College…
Every lecturer and student appreciating these two successful lecturers…
During the next two or three days wherever I go, the same discussion…
Then I have realized the magnanimity of this job.
(This was my perception at the time. Today I have completely different opinion about this job. This also I cover in my fourth coming blog posts)
My holidays were over and therefore went back to Nanded.
But the feeling I have experienced continuously pop up in my mind…
My heart is beating …
It was saying that why don’t you try G1 job…
The long journey Big set backs
From that point of time on words till I actually get into G1 service (1984 to 1997) it has been a long journey…
Number of up and downs…
Number of setbacks…
Number of humiliations…
Added to that…
The skepticism of my family members has been puncturing my morale.
Whenever the result of the examination comes it was a nightmare for me…
Sitting isolated somewhere I used to cry hours together…
I fear to go to my house as it is a place of hopelessness and negativity…
Nobody talks to me and consoles my pain…
My mind start questioning that do I deserve G1 services?
Am I worthy of getting G1 services?
Here let me share one incident that is connected to this matter…
My adoptive mother once said….
why don’t you go for something else?
My biological father once said…
Perhaps G1 is difficult you may not get it…
These observations trigger my mind and I got angry on them like this…
The same Journey again with a big difference
Shall I tell even more interesting thing…
Even today my family members doubting about my business…
They are utterly hopeless…
Pay very close attention here…
During that time I was also doubtful. Today I am 100% sure of success….
During that time I was affected by the negativity . Today nothing can affect me…
During that time I feel isolated. Today I feel connected to the divine…
That is only the difference…
What made me to stick to my guns (1984 to 1997)?
First I have achieved the job of VDO…
Then I have achieved the job of Senior Assistant…
Then I got married…
Then I got children…
Circumstances were forcing me to stop my endeavors…
But the words of my mamaiah kept remembering my duty….
Guess what?
The marriage of my sisters…
The fear of their future…
In other wards…
Love towards my sisters is the secret of my success
Shall I give my success formula?
Increase the Love – Decrease the Doubt = success
I want all the children to remember this formula…
It doesn’t matter…
Whether you are poor or brilliant in education….
Whether you go for coaching or self-studying…
Whether you get discouragement or encouragement…
Let me elaborate the formula here;
There is no such thing as increasing the love or decreasing the doubt….
It is only the question of feeling the love
The feeling of love eliminates the fear from your mind gradually…
It is like!
Light eliminating the darkness….
Conversely!
You can’t eliminate the darkness without lighting
So!
Children this is the secret of my G1 success…
For elders I want to tell something more…
This is for my adoptive mother….
I have quit G1 services to do something bigger…
I want to knock down the limitations of the mediocre life…
I want to explore my life fully…
I want to impact the life of people…
I was a God sent son to my adoptive mother…
Supporting my dreams is serving the Gods wish…
I have quit G1 job on Gods call…
I hope she wake up to this reality…
Let every family member share this to my adoptive mother…
By doing so you are also fulfilling the Gods wish…
This is for other family members…
Children are our extensions…
Raising them is not a burdensome thing…
Raising children with responsibility is exploring our life as well…
Let us face it!
Let not the fear overwhelm our love…
Feeling responsibility = Aiming for the BIG
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