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Coming to the topic, I am sure everyone would have taken risks, some way or other, to get rid of their fear. Some have a fear of water, Hydrophobic; some with height, Acrophobic; some with snake, Ophidiophobic and it goes on like that. Likewise, I had one, Fathophobia (fear of father). I named it myself as I couldn't find it in the phobia list. And I overcame my fear by a daring risk. Here comes that moment…
I am terribly afraid of my father right from my childhood. Be it his voice, action or body language, he threatens me in all the aspects. I used to raise my voice with my mother at home, but with my father, the voice goes down drastically. I can’t raise my voice even if I try to, that’s the irony.
One day after coming back from the school, I switched on the television to watch my favourite World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE). I am a die-hard of fan of WWE. Not only have I loved watching it, but I was also in the hunt for someone to execute WWE stunts. As I was watching it with full involvement, my younger brother came, took the remote and skipped the channel to Cartoon Network (CN). Infuriated by his behaviour, I got up from my chair to kick his ass. Meanwhile, I realized that I got a buddy to quench my long-standing wrestling thirst. Before getting into the act, I carefully scanned for my parent’s presence and sensed no one around. Then out of happiness, I saw my little brother who was busy seeing Scooby-Doo, guinea pig came to my mind, which is often used in the lab for testing purpose. Wasting no time, I pounced on my brother and started kicking just like The Rock. After giving series of blows, I finally went on for the final power slam i.e. ‘chokeslam.’ I grasped his shoulder and lifted over my head, raising my eyebrows (rock style), and screamed ‘If you smelllllaaa, what The Rock is cooking.’ Before I chuck him down over the bed, I received a heavy blow on my neck from behind. And to my surprise it was my father. A giant muscular man, just like The Undertaker, was staring me from behind.
My legs started trembling in fear and my neck is killing me in pain, but my brother is still hanging out within my clutches as I am yet to complete my smack ‘chokeslam.’ My father is all set to give another round of blows. I don’t know what to do, as I was with utter confusion, pain and fear.
At that point I realized one thing, i.e. no matter what I do; I am going to receive serious blows from my father for sure. So why not receiving it after completing my act, like a man. Yes! I chokeslamed my brother (Just over the double cot bed, so no worries) in front of my father, who was even more pumped up by my act.
Even though, the aftereffect was worse, it was worth a risk. Because it created a panic on my father’s face. After that particular moment, I lost my fear completely (father) and started handling things with even more guts.
"Rise above the FEAR"
Fear and Risk - The true story Reviewed by T R Gowthama on 14:30 Rating: