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Nobita will be Nobita - Amber Blue

 

What it is to be talentless you ask? – what it is to walk amidst the crowd of a flawless world being NOBITA!? when even your ripen good old heart does not stand out to be called on the aisle, nobita was rather the antagonist but we are not ready to ruin our childhood, for believing in fairy tales and a 22nd century robot cat has given the talentless hopes beyond reasons even if they are delusional. Yet, the shakespearen tragedy is not all nobitas have their doraemons!

Saving ruffin, the dolphin or protecting RIRURU like some shield hero have soared up the TRPS, but nobita is still our crybaby, just a knucklehead stupid boy helpless without gadgets and parents would still moralize their kids on ‘how you may end up like nobita if you watch him all day’. It is what feels like to be talentless! Either you are born with talent in a silver spoon or you make your own talent to be etched out as examples, those stuck in between are like those trapped in multiple dimensions.

Stumbling with the dilemma of being involved in every little fiesta but shadowed by plethora of doubts as to what is there to do anyway? Except for being the mundane audience phasing out like those detailed chapters we skip. Fathom the agonies of not being able to sing with a toad like voice, not being able to dance with a distorted body without being the clown of the day, not being able to play an instrument that syncs with the soul ( instead counting the sweats of dread that you might scare the instrument off), or not being able to etch out the subtleties of acting without being melodramatic! Drawing and sketches?? You can be sure enough to savour the horror vibes those drawing books might exude. Let’s talk about sports, if there’s any worse word used synonymous to ‘pathetic’?? I mean, if nobita is whom we are idolizing then talking about sports is a national offense. Won’t bother talking about looks, console yourself with quotes and coffee. Well, charms and smartness run in the veins like nobita runs in marathons without a gadget. If everything is resonating to nobita then why leave the inexistent love life , Satan is laughing at! The list ends with studies that  are all about burning your eyes, whining over a 3 page integration or gulping down stubborn theories and an endless loop of syllabus that seems to be sneering.

Nobita was not an introvert though, but what if you are one? BINGO! Now you are just not talentless, you are festooned with anxiety, fear of being judged and all sorts of ‘what- ifs’ and kissed by the perpetual irks towards the society in general . But then at least you won’t be the Brutus to your books and would  be lying around their arms at the end of the day. If there were equations enough to manifest or poetries enough to declare or songs enough to voice those words out of the chaos ballet-ing


 in the head only then some might have a clue that nobita is waiting for you!

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