Life is a game of Chess, make the right moves and you will
win. I started playing Chess at the age of seven and I strongly feel, after
years into the game, that the sport gave much more to me than I could
ever
offer in return. So this one is for
you, my first love- Chess.
Divided into little black and white squares, I sometimes
wonder if it were always that simple for me to decide, as to whether I should
strengthen each of the 64 squares individually or look at the board as a
broader, more cumulative grey as the game proceeded. After two degrees in
Psychology, several researches, internships, more and more extra courses into
the field and 24 years of learning and reflecting, I yet fail to answer this
dilemma of the game and of my life.
My father, signifying the Rook in the game, always taught me
to move straight ahead, launch at the correct opportunities and strike at the
heart. My mother, representing the Bishop in the game had her own fore sighted,
diagonal views and preaching to life. My brother, my favorite piece- the
Knight, taught me to position myself the best, make short term goals and have
that extra one-two-and-a-“half” jump to move ahead. All my friends, the pawns,
have always protected and rebelled with me as the game progressed into triumphs.
And so I put it all together, and decided to be the Queen of
the game. Still looking for the king, to nurture and live by my side till the
end of the game, I have come a long way to realize that I DEMAND the sport to
enjoy me more than I enjoy it, as much as I assert that my life enjoys me as
much, or even more, than I enjoy my life.
My favorite Black opening – The Pelican, like the bird,
explains me the best. I love to spread my flight feathers, just above the endless
ocean, swim with my strong feet, firmly grounded on land at the same time and
convert minor advantages and opportunities of life into thrilling victories.
Instead of carefully planning each move, I like to actively
enter the battlefield without my shields, risk that sacrifice, exploit my
potentials, challenge my limits and eventually conquer. I agree that the race
is long, but having established a strong internal locus of control, yes, I do
believe- Life is a game of Chess, make the right moves and you will win!
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