To BE is to DO

It was winter 2005.

Cold winds were blowing in the city. She woke up somewhat hesitatingly. Morning practicals were a serious pain in the neck.
She walked towards the bus stop. Somewhere far away a bonfire was being lit, she could smell the smoke. It was eerie and cold… outside as well as deep down inside.
Nothing had been going right in her life. One day she would break glass in the lab, the other day the professor would throw her out of the class for staring out of the window, or she would face a sound music for lack of attendance.

She had no friends, no enemies.
Lunch breaks would be spent alone. She had LOST CONTROL of everything, most importantly her life.
She was like a puppet in someone’s hand, doing what others wanted her to do.
She had stopped living.

This was the girl who had dreams of being a doctor.
This was the girl who had spent every living moment of the past two years mugging up biology and chemistry.
This was the girl who had given up on life so that after two years she would get a life when she gets into medical college.
Now she was a LOSER.

Then one day she decided to STOP. THINK. REFLECT INWARDS. AND… TAKE CONTROL.

She had to have guts to stand up and REBEL against the STEREOTYPICAL SOCIETY.
And she did.
She broke the shackles. She broke free.
She gave meaning to her life.

It is winter 2008.
Cold winds are blowing in the city.
She wakes up somewhat hesitatingly. Morning lectures are a serious pain in the neck.
But what the heck…? She enjoys her new life TO THE CORE.
She walks towards the platform. Somewhere a bonfire is being lit, she can smell the smoke. It is eerie and cold outside… but warm and sunny inside.

She has many friends, thankfully no enemies.
But still she is her own best friend and worst critic.
Today everything is just right.

This girl now mugs up economics and marketing theories.
She will someday become a globe trotting business woman.

That girl is me.
This is my story.




- Rucha