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A Thanksgiving to the Reflective Best Self Portrait Exercise

The exercise was about gathering points to draw insights about one's self. It could not have come at a better time. 

I am 29 years and 6 months, and a few days old, as I write this. There have been instances through my life where I have expressed my gratitude and then there are others where I haven’t. However, there are but only a few instances where I have begun a task by expressing my gratitude to just have had an opportunity to do it. This is one such a task. And for this I express my gratitude to Professor Dr Vijayalakshmi V, Department of Management Studies; IIT Madras.

The task, Reflective Best Self Portrait, has come at a time in my journey where I seem to have finally realized that I am on a journey, the destination unknown though. The traits of such a realization I associate to being relatively more aware of the time and space I exist in. This makes me understand the value of such an exercise, for, I believe, this exercise has created a way for me to interact with the time and space I exist in, like a mirror. Going through this exercise has also helped me break the wall of fear-of-the-unknown between me and my environment and has also gone on to make me feel like a part it rather than an outsider or an observer, be it professional or personal life. This exercise has strengthened my doubt on the existence of that that dichotomy itself.

I may have, in the past, come across similar such tasks in my work life but I was not motivated enough to do it with the rigor I could this time on. This was due to the importance attached to it as a task and the way the value of it was communicated to me. For that also, I thank my Professor, Dr Vijayalakshmi V.

I strongly believe that, when an experience like this exercise happens, the learnings are in stages and only a part of it has reached my awareness now; and also that there will be conscious and sub-conscious learning from this exercise way into my future.

I am grateful.

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