First, I gotta honestly tell ya!
The pain is searing.
I have been postponing the extraction of the tooth that’s giving me hell. Part of the reason is, I convinced myself that the pain came from my gum tissues than a ruined tooth.
Second thing I wish to share with you is this: I had to cancel what promises to be a weekend filled with absolute fun. (A friend’s cousin is getting married! A hearty congratulations to him.)
I figured the pain will mess up, first, my trip going there; second, I won’t be able to properly eat and enjoy the delicacies served.
I love food. I would not have been able to survive that.
I take solace from knowing that there will be other such milestones to celebrate in the future.
Anyway, lest you think of showering me with pity, there is some good happening in my life this week.
I am sitting with four phenomenal books next to me. Some I am re-reading for the third time, with Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s The Thing Around You Neck as my first time read – I have always been yearning to read her work.
I really enjoy, especially of late, reading through multiple books at a time. One chapter of business insight here; three stories from the anthology of short stories (title: The World of Can Themba, edited by Essop Patel) written by the talented Can Themba over there; and two chapters of an exciting, sad and down right tumultuous story by one Vikas Swarup (title: Q & A) of an orphan dumped by his mother at a church when he was an infant, moving from one place to the next until he is an adult. Set in the chaotic slums of India.
You might know the story from its film adaptation, Slumdog Millionaire.
I have also been slowly (re) paging through Good to Great. The legendary book by Jim Collins, giving detailed insight through compelling stories into why some companies make the leap and grow exponentially while others, although presented with the same opportunities, wither.
Coming to think of it, I have never known the feeling of not reading – or the benefits thereof. I am paging through my memory for times when I did not care about acquiring new knowledge. I can’t find anything.
At high school, I would sit with a pocket sized dictionary, and peruse many words in random fashion. So, this meant that in a day, every single day, I would learn an average of twenty words. My classmates found that habit odd.
It’s around the same time the writing bug bit.
Plus, I was a bona fide introvert; annoyingly shy; so spending time reading, and writing myself senseless seemed a far better use of my time.
Looking back, every thing fell into place.
I don’t see myself doing any other thing than writing, speaking, consulting and just, connecting with people and making meaningful emotional connections.
(So, even in a space where I am hired, for instance, to man the till point at a retail store, I put aside the stresses of the job and revel in the connections with people who buy from me.)
Since I am reading this much today, and I am assuming you are doing it, too, or are thinking about starting to read or consume new knowledge through podcasts, video, et cetera . . .
I want to say that the most powerful reason it is necessary to learn is the future value it yields.
Consider that time, try and remember how awesome it felt, when you used a phrase or dropped mind-bending knowledge and for a moment, you could not believe what you had uttered.
See the people, their faces beaming at you.
And slowly, the mind recalls how and when you picked up that piece of information.
Here’s what’s important about that scene. You were dispensing information that you were not even conscious of. You had forgotten that you’d learned that. Of course, the mind is a deep vessel that makes incredible connections between dots and can serve up what’s in your subconscious promptly when the need arises. Often leaving you behind, picking up the mental pieces and making sense of what transpired.
By the way, the above scenario happens to me all the time.
I will confidently slot in a certain word in the heat of a conversation and then, in the following moments, wonder to myself if I have used it correctly. And all the time, it turns out right.
That fascinates me to no end. The fact that my mind can keep so much information that I ‘forget’ a lot of it, only to conjure it up at the exact moment it is needed.
One of the benefits of reading.
Anyway, I didn’t set out to tell you about why reading is a must and that kind of spiel.
I just wanted to share the preview of my weekend; the toothache I am battling, which has me tossing and turning in groans at times. I really need to extract it tomorrow.
The sad chronicles of my dental health.
Let me not waste much time and dive straight into these stories then.
I suppose me and you will chat soon! 😇
(Do keep in touch and check up on me, if there’s anything to smile about in my life.)