Humpty dumpty

IT is weird thing...being placed up on a pedestal so quickly... One day you are an ordinary person, just like most of the people on earth struggling to achieve their goal.. Some eking a living to feed/clothe/shelter themselves and their kids, some for a better way of life, etc. There are some who also are struggling to bring justice to others. I do not consider myselves worthy of putting myself in any of these categories right now. I still spend money earned by my father, burden my mother with work, while I sit spinning ideas about what I would want to do in life further on. Yet, there are many who shower praise on me as if I have brought liberation to souls of my parents and freedom to our nation. I feel like Obama being given the Nobel peace prize at very beginning of his term. I feel torn inside. On one hand, I feel that I should be self-effacing as advised by ancient Chinese wisdom, to keep myself rooted to ground. But I can't shun people away, and have to listen patiently to my praises. Humbly accepting their blessings and words of caution about future endeavours. I feel glad that I am approaching middle age, so have my head balanced on my shoulders, while I see some young ones mouthing off about their success "despite" their ignorant parents. I wish I could have a word with them, like I would with my sibling and advise them to stay clear of the wave of pride that sweeps us far away from the people and conditions that made us, into an island of delusion.
I suppose that is a trend. You give a person too much success too soon and one starts believing that it is destiny. The odd victories over fate just baffle logic of most sane person.  Then as the cannon balls of sycophancy crumble the walls of humility, ego takes over and blinds a person.
I hope that I don't give in to praises and start climbing the wall, only to fall.
I wish to be at the foundation. I remember when I was at crossroads, deciding about quitting my job and preparing for civil services exam full time, I remembered a lesson from Class VIII Hindi textbook. It was "neev ki eent" meaning brick in foundation. So, all that time spent on languages in school does have meaning in life. I was inspired by that idea then and even now. I don't want to become that "swarn kalash" the shining finial at the top, but the unseen load bearing brick at the bottom.
So, I accept with great humility all the blessings and well wishes of people and pray that I am reminded of my place, by my conscience, even if people fail to do so.
Now, another thing is that I do not wish to take moral high ground over those who wish to celebrate their success. Cheers to them, but a word of caution from Mr Humpty Dumpty.