On my 5th birthday there was a clear crisp radiant rainbow in the sky. That was one day I felt I was absolutely special and that there were higher forces working for me to make my day. It felt good.
I don’t know when and how I knew from a certain age that there was no such thing as being ‘special’. Mathematics can prove that. There’s too many of us and the probability that there’s many people who are quite alike you takes away the ‘special’ quotient.
It was good for my ego I think, I didn’t have to learn that the hard way. The metric that we choose to measure whether someone is ‘special’ or not should be our own choice else you won’t be special to the only one that matters: YOU!
You may use the same metric for others or you may pick a different one. At the same time you’ll have to understand that others are also judging you through their myriad metrics etc. So you’ll not be special to everyone.
Think.
-Tanmay
minutes of my heart 