In my previous post I wrote about how it is never too late to follow your passion. I spoke about how important it is to do something that you really love and derive happiness out of it. Well that was all about following your passion and all that jazz. I want to talk about something else today. Something which might not seem like a big deal to many, but it certainly has a negative impact on our lives.
That something is called “Obsession” . We all have things we like to do , things which we enjoy. But then there is a thin line between enjoying something and obsessing over it.There is a very thin line between your passion and your obsession. We might think, what the hell. If we love to do something why not go all gaga over it and do it as much as we can. But what we tend to forget is, its quite easy for us humans to get addicted and obsessive about something.
I want to give an example from my own life. Recently I was doing a school choreography project for a dance competition with my colleague. Now I was suffering from a bout of fever,sore throat and a bad cough for quite a few days.On most of the days I was going with my colleague but on one of the days I had to go solo and complete a chunk of choreography. So after taking some inputs from colleague I came home and thought let me do some homework. Now I spent some 2-3 hours lazing around and generally complaining about the unfairness of the world to my husband and coughing some more. After dinner I realised my homework was still pending. This was clearly a case of bad time management. Lets just ignore that for a while. So I sat with the music and started revising all the dance steps, the counts and fitting everything to the music. Now I was so obsessed about being the perfect teacher for those students that I ignored my health and continues to perfect every move. By the time I was finished it was 3am in the night and sore throat had turned worse and I completely lost my voice. I went to bed thinking it’s okay, I have done my work well. But even in my sleep I was constantly thinking about how the next day was going to pan out.I could actually feel constant thoughts whizzing in my head all the time and the song playing non-stop in my mind. I mean, I could actually sense the restless state of my mind. I felt I was on the verge of becoming mad. So much so that I woke up and started crying(can you imagine that?) and telling my husband that I don’t think I can make it tomorrow. I finally managed to get an hour of sleep. Though I had kept an alarm of 7, by the time it was 6, i was wide awake and sleep had flown out of the window
The end result was a night of sleeplessness, worry, a bad health and an equally bad morning. When I woke up my voice had totally gone and I was barely able to say hello on the phone. But I had no choice. My being present in the school was totally crucial since the competition was a couple of days away and we had quite a lot of work to do. So I had to gulp down a glass of strong ginger tea and go for my work. Though I did have a productive day with the kids and the rehearsal went well, I had to struggle a lot due to my lack of voice and general bad health.
The end result, I came home extremely exhausted. The icing on the cake was, I had to leave for a show in a couple of days. So my healing process got generally delayed and I am still recovering from that bad cold and cough.
The point I am trying to make here is, I know our work is very important for us. But to do it at the cost of our health and well-being is not going to help us in any way.If I had listened o my body and slept off earlier on that day, I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much for so many days after that. I may have had to struggle in the rehearsals a bit to get everything right but atleast my health would have been with me.
So having a passion is good. Working towards fulfilling your commitments is even better. But nothing comes above your own health and well-being. They say our body is our temple. So don’t defile it with such stupid activities.
So you tell me. Have you had moments in your life where you felt that you were obsessing over something way too much? How did it affect you? And what did you learn from it?
PS-On a completely different note, the kids won the second prize in the dance competition. It was one of the happiest moments of my life 🙂