The Fork in the Road

I spent the better half of my childhood trying to extradite myself from relationships and friendships which were full of unkind words and unnecessary jokes. Years later I find myself in the same predicament; constant putdowns served as the daily dish and hurtful words disguised as comical relief. The exceptional abhorrence that is my plight is directly related to the preemptive assumptions of inferiority which seem to incessantly guide me astray from my destined path. Ignorance or not, the epiphany is all the same. I am very much tired of being shackled by what I consider to be a myriad of paltry discussions among my peers and often times the academic. These mere futile and stagnant circumstances have really put me on edge. I definitely believe in myself and in those selected individuals around me. I’ve long held the belief once so delicately quoted as great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events and weak minds discuss people. I am an overseer of ideas and future potential. I don’t want to be just another nobody. I only look forward to a time where I can look back and see this as the fork in the road…

I shall not succumb to mediocrity but for my ultimate success you must.

Adieu. Navid.