The Zero

Just came back from a musical performance by my peers. It was a kinda farewell function of our batch with ppl being given awards for various stupid categories. Although I enjoyed it a lot - the performance being stupendous and the awards ceremony being very amusing, deep down i felt an craving for some attention for myself. Looking at the performers I longed to be on the other side of the stage - me, a person who has such an immense stage fright really longing to go onto the stage was something very bizzare to myself. Then I thought to myself what would I do if went on the stage, i have no voice for singing, i cannot emote to save my life, and with regard to any musical instrument I'm the proverbial "bhains"! Compereing isn't my cup of tea cuz my wit matches that of a mosquito hovering around the ear. What about dance, i always ask myself and the immediate answer is - Dance !!! Oh my god, its already a miracle that i can walk in a straight line, to move my legs to the music and somehow flail my arms in such a manner that its pleasing and not poking to the eye would be overworking the Almighty. You could always write something, my friends have told me, but somehow i bang into the writer's wall (block is too small an obstruction) every time i try to lift a pen to jot down something original.
I keep wondering to myself whether i will be able to do something worthwhile in life when I cant do a simple creative thing not even something that i have seen 5 yr old kids do well.
Maybe its attention deficit disorder or maybe i truly a loser, God only knows.

P.S. : I forgot to write about my lousy sketching ability, but u must have guessed it by now how it works.