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The burden of a decision

27 Feb

Imagining an episode of S.W.A.T Kats and putting himself in place of T-Bone, every single time he had a bad day, he thought of joining Air force and then bombarding the house of the teacher and classmates he hated the most. He did everything and was about to join the Airforce school just before his matriculation but was not allowed to join.

Keeping that ambition in a slight corner inside his heart, he decided to move on. His another passion were numbers. Whenever he felt tired because of studies, all he did was to pick up his Maths book and started solving problems. Fresh after his graduation from school, he did not know where to steer his life. He was left stranded as so many opportunities were trying to make him to grab them and make his future. The dream of becoming a pilot was still inside him but he was never physically competent enough now to realise his dream.  That’s where the love for numbers took over his mind. He thought becoming a finance student was all about number crunching and usage of calculators. There was never any counselling and out of nowhere, he chose to become a Chartered Accountant.

No one in his surrounding knew about Chartered Accountancy. All they knew that he’ll be earning grands once he’ll be done with his studies. Just because he was always amongst the top 3 students in his class every year, it was believed that he will easily complete this tough qualification.

Deep inside, he knew himself about how far behind he was from the world but was never allowed to speak up. It was all bad manners whenever he tried to convey his point of view. To cope up with it, he opted to only keep quiet. He started his journey towards becoming a CA but it was never a piece of cake. Failures were evident but hey, he was supposed to be a top student. He was supposed to do any thing put in front of him. He was the next big thing. That’ what his parents thought, without even asking him about what he actually is studying and having any clue about what is really happeing in the field.

The failures came and he was, as it has always been when it was a matter of even a single mark, at the receiving end of non-stop taunts. He was blamed to waste his time in front of the computer and not studying as he should have. He was blamed for becoming an insomniac as he tried to stay up late and cover his studies. He was blamed because he once refused to drive to a relatives’ place when he had an exam next day. He was blamed when he was attending his recovering father just 2 days before his exams. He was blamed when he was woken up on exam day after just 4 hours of sleep. It was truly all his fault because he was the one who took up this lucrative decision of joining CA and thinking to earn grands as other people just start their jobs at that age. It was all his fault because he thought numbers amused him. It surely was all his fault.

He remained quiet, as he has always been. He listened to all the criticism calmly. He looked up at the sky, the full moon was shining brightly, telling him to be strong as it is because no matter what, that little spherical beauty comes up every night to lighten up the dark and guide us through it. Sometimes, the little crescent makes us smile and when it’s high, it just gives us infinite reasons to love it. There’s always some light at the end of the dark to guide us through the bad patches of life.

Check it out. It's always there to smile at you and tell you that no problem is the worst. You have the potential to do anything.

Check it out. It’s always there to smile at you and tell you that no problem is the worst. You have the potential to do anything.

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Posted by on February 27, 2013 in Random

 

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2 responses to “The burden of a decision

  1. abdullasyed

    February 27, 2013 at 8:56 AM

    My short and not so difficult journey of life- one thing I’ve gotten to understand very well is that the purpose of life is for us to live to our full potential and become a better, more balanced version of ourselves. I can sense that the process has already begun for you. Don’t stop questioning and for the love of god do not stop writing. Rest, The Light At The End of the Tunnel will figure it out for you.

    God bless.

     
  2. lalwaniadyka

    February 27, 2013 at 10:33 PM

    I love what the loser above my comment wrote. Listen to him you, loser. There’s something good planned for all of us and if not, well fuck the shit and turn the worst into the best.

    Much love. 🙂

     

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