My Revenge

In my 35 years of life, I have seen many ups and downs. I was humiliated by many people because of my financial status, social status, educational status, and so on. And I never left anyone without taking my revenge.

I failed in my 12th grade, and I couldn’t continue my college because of that. Without wasting time, my father enrolled me in a computer training center to learn some basics of computers. I was in the final stage of completing it when one guy joined for a fast-track course before his college started.

I had been studying for a whole year, while they were doing the same course in just 45 days.

At some point, we got to know that both of us were from the same place. So he asked about my background, and I did the same. He had too much attitude and arrogance just because his parents were government employees. He got whatever he wanted, lived in a big house, and had all kinds of luxuries. For me, even basic needs felt like luxuries.

That guy humiliated me for my failure and my course selection. He had opted for engineering because he got the marks. I got a seat in an arts and science college. In India, there is a mindset that engineering colleges are superior to arts and science, and they look at us like we are nothing. Especially in his eyes, I was nowhere near him.

He disrespected me with his words and actions on multiple occasions. I was deeply hurt, but I was helpless. Ignoring him was my only option. I couldn’t argue with him or question him because he was that arrogant, almost like a bully.

Days passed.

I completed my UG in first class with distinction, then my PG with a gold medal. I cleared all the interviews I attended. I got three job offers and chose Zoho, where I received one of the highest salaries at that time.

Life went on.

One day, I happened to see the same guy again during a bus journey. He came to know about my progress. That’s when I realized he was still at the same place where he was a few years back. I had progressed so much, but he was still dependent on his parents. He had lost their respect because he didn’t do well in college and didn’t want to work. He used to say that his parents had earned everything, so why should he do anything?

His appearance had changed. It felt like a role reversal, except I hadn’t become arrogant.

That day, I realized something.

The best revenge is achieving something great. That is the fire that still drives me whenever I feel humiliated.

After that, some people I trusted became traitors. They mocked me and humiliated me for hours, as if they were watching an entertaining movie. That day, I lost all hope. I couldn’t understand how someone could do that to me. Later, I realized that it was their family nature. Everyone in their family treated others badly. Not just others, they do it to each others. I you

Years passed.

I don’t know whether they have progressed or not. But I have progressed massively again. Now, even showing it to them feels like a shame to me. Because if I wanted revenge, I could have done something else to hurt them.

But I want to take my real revenge by growing.

And I am growing, by God’s grace.

Humiliation is the fuel for my growth.

I encourage you to use humiliation as your fuel to grow. Because it is one of the most available fuels in abundance.