Two years is what saw me living a dream. Perhaps, I just let it magnify each moment that inched towards this junction. I stand where I now happen to understand the crux of all this slogging that came to my displeasure so far, not because there was a fallacy in my response, but because I wasn’t happy to reciprocate. It simply occurred for I believed too much in a route, as the affinity to a myriad of sheep which chose to tread along it carried, drawing me away as well…Ignorance and haste did all of it, and that was ‘my’ mistake; today, the sun shines as brightly as it did then, but the message its glair brings about is what I’ve finally learnt to gauge. Classes XI and XII ripped me off my passion considerably, but more so, did the relationships, which were supposedly epitomes of eternal love. Huh!!! The only reason why I continue to possess a smile on looking back is for the wisdom it helped me imbibe brought me my self-dependence, and an essence which shall certainly instill all the strength, as each shred of experience makes its indelible presence felt. Friendship and love are finally here, to embrace the fragments which have been eroded of its vigor, to allow bottomless and everlasting passion substitute it…
A despicable high school was indeed necessary, to make sure that I realize the worth of happiness, sustainability of bliss and recreating harmony, the way I want it. I will have to pay for it, by dropping a year, only to strengthen my mettle and keep surging for a tomorrow that spreads its delight, far and wide. And, its worth doing so, rather than regretting the rest of my life for having made my parents go broke at the cost of providing me the education, which I’ll never deserve if I don’t give in all that’s required to chase my dreams…The road is not going to be an easy one, unless I choose to make. It shall allow the soreness in, if I don’t decide to live my dreams with my eyes, wide open…
But, this time round, the story is going to be different for I shall certainly choose happiness, my joy before pacing along this corrugated road, once again. And as a matter of fact, this time when I’ll choose my destination, carving a way towards accomplishing that summit will certainly be on my mind, unlike the last time when I chose to sit and wait for it to arrive. Life’s the best teacher, and keeping away from the mistakes is one of the reasons as to why I am here, restarting my journey…
Presenting a child with a rotten apple may be as fine as long as you are making sure the toddler gets a glimpse of it. But what about the dissatisfaction that’s underway? It’s just the same. I want to achieve my goals with all the happiness in the world, something at which I can look back and re-live it every moment of my journey thereafter. Getting a good rank and just getting through are completely different things. And, are often mistaken for the oodles of contentment…but, a different version reveals the mindset, which is constrained to keep to itself, the urge of replacing the top ranker, with just another chance, so that he’s happy, for himself, not for others who’ve lived their expectations through the aspirant there, who have chosen to impose their joy over the kid’s undying passion. To be frank, I shall have to be self-seeking, for me, only to be high spirited and not oblivious after this moment passes me, stealing away this opportunity as well…
