Twenty Five years. So old. Yet so young. So many dreams shattered. Yet so many new ones formed.
The time when we realize the wisdom of our parents, yet are too young to actually carry it out. The time when we realize we are not invincible,yet have the strength to take on the world. The time when we realize that we might have finished our studies, but actually know so little.
I can personally vouch for the myriad emotions and the transition a twenty-something year old goes through. Finishing graduation makes one feel like the king of the world. The studies are done, we are eligible to vote and change the destiny of the country, we are old enough to drive and old enough to drink (though
not the last two together!). These little things make us feel on the top of the world. We take the same enthusiasm into our workplace.
And then comes the shattering of the dreams- coz of course, here we are at the bottom of the pyramid rather than the top. And with these shattering comes a whole new level of responsibilites. We have to manage our own money, take care of our own bills, pay for the petrol of our vehicles. And that's when we realize how much our parents had sacrificed and compromised to see all our whims and wishes fulfilled. Of course, we had always loved them but had never really comprehended the how's and why's behind their actions. Now we know. And now we are so much more grateful.
For me personally, the story doesn't end here. I decided to pursue higher education after working for about 18months. Just when I had thought that I was comfortably set in my 4*4 cubicle in front of a computer (which, by the way felt more like home than my own apartment!), fate decided to yank the carpet from under my feet. I got an opportunity that I could not let go off (Pursue MBA and taste the other side of the work, U know Be the Management)and returned back to the student life. Yet another transition. There's a hell and heaven difference between work-life and student-life- though the jury's still out on which is which. I returned from being the master of your own time to being bound in college rules and restrictions. I let go of all my responsibilities and become the darling child of my parents again. My time table of 9am to 8pm changed into all-day classes and all-night study grinds. My 3-bedroom apartment was replaced by a hostel full of friends.
My life turned inside-out and upside-down and topsy-turvy.
But what's more important is that I enjoyed the ride and learned something new at every stage.
When everything's said and done, the years of my life have seen a lot of bends and forks in the road and boy, am I glad for it!
Like Douglas Adams said and I quote: "I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be".
The time when we realize the wisdom of our parents, yet are too young to actually carry it out. The time when we realize we are not invincible,yet have the strength to take on the world. The time when we realize that we might have finished our studies, but actually know so little.
I can personally vouch for the myriad emotions and the transition a twenty-something year old goes through. Finishing graduation makes one feel like the king of the world. The studies are done, we are eligible to vote and change the destiny of the country, we are old enough to drive and old enough to drink (though
not the last two together!). These little things make us feel on the top of the world. We take the same enthusiasm into our workplace.
And then comes the shattering of the dreams- coz of course, here we are at the bottom of the pyramid rather than the top. And with these shattering comes a whole new level of responsibilites. We have to manage our own money, take care of our own bills, pay for the petrol of our vehicles. And that's when we realize how much our parents had sacrificed and compromised to see all our whims and wishes fulfilled. Of course, we had always loved them but had never really comprehended the how's and why's behind their actions. Now we know. And now we are so much more grateful.
For me personally, the story doesn't end here. I decided to pursue higher education after working for about 18months. Just when I had thought that I was comfortably set in my 4*4 cubicle in front of a computer (which, by the way felt more like home than my own apartment!), fate decided to yank the carpet from under my feet. I got an opportunity that I could not let go off (Pursue MBA and taste the other side of the work, U know Be the Management)and returned back to the student life. Yet another transition. There's a hell and heaven difference between work-life and student-life- though the jury's still out on which is which. I returned from being the master of your own time to being bound in college rules and restrictions. I let go of all my responsibilities and become the darling child of my parents again. My time table of 9am to 8pm changed into all-day classes and all-night study grinds. My 3-bedroom apartment was replaced by a hostel full of friends.
My life turned inside-out and upside-down and topsy-turvy.
But what's more important is that I enjoyed the ride and learned something new at every stage.
When everything's said and done, the years of my life have seen a lot of bends and forks in the road and boy, am I glad for it!
Like Douglas Adams said and I quote: "I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be".
