Today is Christmas, tomorrow my mother's birthday and my grandfather's death anniversary and on the last day of this month of December that is 31st its going to be my birthday! Coupled with New Year's Eve and New Year itself, the year remains packed with occasions to mourn and celebrate. To mourn one must observe silence. They do it so easily, like it's cost them nothing off their calmness. Must be because otherwise it all ceases to exist. The kind of games that one can play on the pc is very different.
I am so doubtful about what my life's calling is; for a while being with friends in college is okay and the rest is also okay, but I really want to give back to the society. Maybe the answer to every question, including the ones that are in my head will come to me through a prophecy. All the same, I am aware, but still. I can't be a teacher, because then I'd just be copying my mother, who has been a schoolteacher, now retired and it was a short stint anyway. She is a full-time mother, daughter, daughter-in-law, a law-abiding citizen and a national treasure if you ask me. I am so proud of my mother.
Maybe trying to be a teacher is not so bad, after-all, my mother's mother too had been a teacher in her younger days. What I am afraid of is not being able to please everyone. That is bad surely; To some, during my stint after graduating from college and being a social recluse of some sort, I frolicked around and the banter was replaced with a caterpillar like eyebrow, would seem unlikely, but at times I was still considered a professional.
I should've been ready with a job after graduating through placements and all that, that was the plan, but everything happens for a reason. You set the ideals and you plan it for somebody else and not me. After you make them, you know, someone that has achieved all that and more already, where does that leave you? in awe. What's life like being in awe of somebody and knowing you'd never be that someone, or ever achieve that somebody's life just like you envision it. For a long-lasting relationship and a short one your tryst with destiny just never ends. Nobody ever really goes.