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25 years old today, would like to share an anecdote that sort of changed my life, had opted for biology in 11th grade without giving much thought just because I liked the subject more than maths, 6 months into year I was struggling real bad, basically wasn't really working hard
My parents were seeing all this, I had become this angry teenager who did nothing other than sulking, obviously my marks were horrible, mother would scold me everyday saying "these years will make or break your career, study" but I would continue to loathe in my laziness o
One fine day, my father came home early, he said come with me, I said I had some homework to do, thinking he was taking me out to just give some lecture that I should focus on studies, contrary to my belief pappa took me to the medical college of our city
Both of us sat in the car a little distant from the main gate, waited for a few minutes, absolute silence, he did not tell me why we were waiting outside the college gate, it was finally 5:30 and groups of girls and boys walked out of that gate, some of them had their aprons on
They were mostly walking in groups crossing the street some went to the near by tea stall some to the fruit vendor and others walked directly to their hostel, they all seemed to have some purpose they seemed happy, finally after 10 minutes of careful observation
Pappa spoke 'you see them, they have a purpose in life, they are happy to be awake everyday, yes would be having their shares of struggle but they worked hard, and it paid now they have a purpose in life, beta you lack that purpose in your life, look at these people
You are study right now so that you can be a part of that group across the street with them, then maybe someday some other father would bring his daughter to make an example of you, look at these people and you will find your why
We quitely went home, he got me my favourite ice-cream while going back home, did not once bring up my studies, we went to our nearby temple and finally home, that day something changed in me, as if everything made sense, as if working hard now was an easy job to me
And began the journey of falling in love with whatever I was doing studying hard became a part of my life, my mother would earlier scold me to study would now force me to sleep.
My father, did not for once scolded me that you don't study, he helped me find my why, if it wasn't for him I wouldn't be anywhere in life. My superman! 16 year me had that first dream of doing something in life. And finding my 'why' was the most beautiful learning that day! End.
