My mom threw her accolades, what does it tell about recognition?
I remember my mother gleefully exclaiming that she was the head of the national cadet corps, won several medals, marched on the republic day in front of the then president of India and made a mark in gazillion activities. And, when I jolted by asking its proof, all she could revert was “it’s been awhile; I threw it because it held no more prestige for me”.
I can presumably guess that you are more astonished than I am. Similar questions and accusations like the following may cross your mind; how could she? Doesn’t a medal considered a tag of intense performance even if you are married? How can you just throw something you earned? Does a medal lose its shine after a while? Didn’t she associate any memories with it? Do recognitions hold value?
A ton more but the last questions spikes intellectual response or an essay and the rest is individualistic and subjective. What I want to express can be discerning and hurtful, it may ascend to your alter ego so viewer’s discretion is advised.
As an anodyne individual, I couldn’t get pass the incident so I did create a mind map where all my negativity surfaced on the left and the opinions that may be considered reasonable are put on the right side (because obviously, blatant trolling allowed with a decent tone).
The recalcitrant questions like the ones above were ordinary and the point that recognitions serves its way to fame and success also, to anxiety and PTSD but if these are meant to be on a paperback then it is a mislead conception.
Something that you have been felicitated with cannot be taken back by anyone even by a piece of approval or certificate. An actor never receives a participation certificate, a surgeon never gets a completion certificate, and a stunt man never gets a NOC. All that I am headlining is recognition is way beyond hardcover’s.
If you want to throw your age old pre-school certificate where you have earned a third position in handwriting competition, you are allowed to do so, and a choice non-regrettable if the emotions carry on to your child, showing him your appreciation paper will certainly motivate him. You are wrong. Also, you can now write mails and your handwriting is not cursive.
I cannot disagree that this topic is patronizing and highly arguable but something that you have placed a memory onto cannot be replaced with a paper but can be recollected via paper.
I can justify her action because she retains her skill. She can throw her stiff legs high up in the air marching and saluting my dad. She retains the steps of a classical routine and can entertain you for long hours without missing a beat. The certificate justified my mother’s skill but did not guarantee whether it will deteriorate or proliferate in the days ahead.
Coming to recognition and its co-relation with certificates and accolades. They aren’t living together nor overlapping each other’s interests. You earn recognition, being awarded by a certificate or vice-versa. I am not debilitating the entire award ceremony just because I was never felicitated or was left underappreciated.
What’s interesting, my mother does not reflect even a tinch of remorsefulness, she accepts the idea that she threw it and gets really enthusiastic when I tell that my institute will organize an NCC event. Secondly, the moments that she has captured in her glaring and strict eyes take three-fourth of her talks on any agenda.
Show your relatives, your certificates and give a hardback presentation and they will be yawing soon. So why do I feel nostalgic after seeing my report cards and certificates, because impressionably they are letters, exclusively penned down for me (the pointers).
What if I scan my accolades then my recognition will never fade?
