If you were man enough, there wouldn’t be any male ego to massage. Being a man is more about your actions, as naturally as they come, like habits, like choices than it is about being just a proclamation. There surely exists the fight, and understandably so, for a better mate, a more beautiful female in our lives. But what we fail to realize are that the women we have in our lives, even friends, are beautiful enough. A woman’s mind is complicated and her actions often seem random and it is this fact that keeps us hard on their tails. Yes, we like the action of the pursuit, we like the sudden and inevitable challenges. The male ego can be good, the male ego can be bad. But, do we really need them? What happens, just give this crazy thought a chance, if we set aside the male ego for just a tiny second. I mean truly set it aside and view the world, neutral.
When I set aside my male ego, this is what I realize. On a broad level, I see how artificial, how contextual and how narrow geographical lines are. There is the border between India and Pakistan, then there is the border between the South and the North Korea. South and North, who ever defined them, that from this point and onwards, everything is North and from the same point and below, everything is South. And the people, who might have walked all over the place throughout their ancestral history, are now identified, defined and left to live inaccurately as those people. Inaccurate living. My male ego was the reason for it. With its whims, it used to show me where what belongs definitively, it used to say that guy is bad, this guy is good based on no solid reasoning. I want that girl, not this. Greed, lust, hunger. But with the ego aside, things become clearer and less sinister. And I become a little more satisfied with things around me.
The male ego. It makes us feel less of ourselves, as though we are losers, when we lose to a female counter part, let’s say in a game. It makes us feel intimidated in front of taller women. It makes us feel as though, as men, we are defined as humans obviously stronger than women. But what really is strength and who the hell are we to proclaim we have it in that much quantity? Lifting a 10 Kilo dumbbell doesn’t make a man and guess what, lifting a 20 Kilo one doesn’t either. Strength can come in varieties, mental strength, physical, emotional, and god knows what else. What we lack in one strength, we have in ample in other areas. And what they lack, they have it in ample everywhere else.
Today I met a girl who had quit her job and has founded her own company. She said she works day and night for it, relying more on coffee than on occasional sleep. And I thought that was such an inspiring thing. Now, I too want to work like her. I don’t feel I can easily outwork her just because she’s a girl. I just don’t feel that. All I feel is happiness for her. I feel proud to meet such people and I feel I should empower them as best as I can, even if I myself haven’t been empowered and I don’t even know what empowering means. But I know it begins by accepting equality. Two sides of a coin are still part of the same coin. They make the coin, in fact. A coin, all of humanity, male and female, being tossed about like we are not from the same source. All this, I feel, and much more, just by setting aside my male ego for a bit. The male ego, what a piece of shit.
The male ego is often confused with the attitude of winners. The mindset of winners is something totally different. For example, here is a good look at the mindset of a winner: Link
