The Untold Story of Loy's Ability to Talk - Part 6

The book.

The book he gave me

That book....

was unlike most of the books I had read.

It was not like the usual ones I would normally read

It was different

No pictures

But yet,

There was something about this book.

It was titled

‘Think and grow rich with peace of mind by Napoleon Hill’

My first non-fiction book

I began reading it

In fact

It took me some time to read this book

After I read this book

I was hooked

I felt different.

Felt….strange as I could call it…

Or rather….powerful.

And as soon as I finished this book

I called up that uncle for another book

When he came in the next time

He took back his first book

And in exchange gave me another

This time it was titled

Think and grow rich by Napoleon Hill

I repeated the same process.

This went on and on

Soon as time passed

I finished all the books by Napoleon Hill that he had.

But as in all kinds of relationships

This relationship with my uncle

Also vanished in time

But what stayed on

Was this new found addiction to books

But ONLY

Non Fiction Books.

And this was the time I started to get rewarded with pocket money.

So I could purchase books

So after completing the entire collection of Napoleon Hill

I moved on to the next recommended collection

Dale Careneige

Those I began to purchase

(later on I purchased Napolen Hills Books also)

I read those titles

Everything from

How to win friends and influence people

To

How to stop worrying and start living.

After that got over with

I began reading Robert Schuller

Once that got over with

Came the entire collection of Anthony Robbins

Then Dr. Wayne Dryer

Then came the Chicken Soup for the Soul…

And as I kept reading each book

My knowledge improved

But then something even more strange happened

The want and the desire to speak also magically increased

But here was a problem

Though I wanted to speak

Yet there was no outlet for speaking

Because….I lived a different life

With no friends…

And most of the time I was alone

And even worse

I loved my solitude.

In my entire life

There was only one competition held in my school on public speaking

And I had entered it only because it was about public speaking

And since it was my first experience

I went confident into the speech

Only to forget the speech after the 3^rd minute.

And by far…

The ONLY speech I had forgotten in my life.

Then with all that bottled up desire

And the passion to speak

I entered College life

St. Aloysius College Mangalore, India.

Over here after the first feel of absolute freedom

Being away from home and from parents

Which was the most amazing moment I had ever experienced to date

The first thing that stuck me after that sense of being liberated from home

Was the sense of doing whatsoever I pleased.

After a few days of getting used to the place

I joined a library.

Once that got over with

I went around

Sniffing like a dog searching for a bone

I sought any avenue that gave room for public speaking.

And that was where

I found out there was a Co-Curricular Department

Which focused on….get a load of this…

Public Speaking.

And what’s more I realized was that

They didn’t just have one competition per year.

They had a competition almost every week!

And to add to the excitement

It seems they had no one in the college who was interested!

I was like WOW, this is heaven.

Soon I was the ONLY student who would go there

Every day and every night

With only one intention in mind

And that was to compete

To take part in another contest

Or to win another contest

I just wanted to take part and do whatever I could to win.

One part of this bargain was that

There was no one to guide me

The other part of the bargain was that

I didn’t know what it took to win.

So with my immature mind in the spirit of competition

I did whatever I thought I knew best.

Wrote flowery words

Recorded each and every work on an old shady tape recorder

and hear out every word

Practice each and every sentence to the point my mouth became numb

And yes, the most important bit

Conduct enough research until I felt I didn’t have anything else to look into.

These turned out to be the fundamental basics to my speaking ability.

I won a few

I lost a few

But I left a mark.

Soon because of this crazy ambition of mine

To only take part in competitions

Lead me down the disastrous road to failure as a student

I hated studies and couldn’t’ stand them one single bit

And I guess the feeling was mutual where it concerned my teachers.

And in going down this path of speaking

I got introduced into the world of being an EMCEE

Accidentally one day as I went to see an event.

And that road lead me to something even more new….