Amid a 100 lies that the school told us, there was one truth. We were often told that life is not easy when you get out of this place. And it wasn't, be it the cut-offs, the moving out of home, or the struggle of not feeling belonged. It didn't stop there. Our college professors again proclaimed that life is not easy when you get out of this place, and again, it wasn't. Be it choosing between a job, or higher studies, or your dreams, or realising your current skill set isn't enough to pay your bills or watching people win the race you are participating in too. I am not even getting started on how it goes up the ante when you become a working professional. It is like we are all a part of a universe-sized video game where difficulty level raises with each passing stage. But unlike three lives, we get numerous chances to fail and rise here. It never gets easier though. You just wipe the slate clean, learn your past lesson good and eventually find your way. It's a long and steady game, and there will be many players telling you to do things a certain way because they think that's the only way to go about it. But, you do you, you do your own thing, regardless. So you take credit for your wins and take ownership of your setbacks. And when you choose to do that, you will unknowingly offend a lot of other players. You can call it collateral damage or toxicity weeding itself out, and it's lowkey fun. Those who respect you for your choices and want to see you winning but will also be there for you if you fail will be like the treasures you collect along the way, and that will be the only thing you won't have to work hard for in this game, they'll find their way to you.
I am a planner. I love planning, but, unfortunately, planning doesn't usually love me back. From the earliest of days, I have had this compulsive need to plan the hell out of my life. Planning is my comfort zone. My biggest pet peeve is not knowing what next. Naturally, I hate bizarre concepts like surprises; they are a series of misarranged and chaotic events. Neither do I understand, nor do I appreciate the thrill of uncertainty. But being a planner, I understand the importance of making choices. I understand that life is choices. At every step of the way, you're presented with at least one. You can be as cautious as possible, as mindful as you want and as aware as you think, but no level of planning, no length of pros and cons list can ensure that the choice you are making is the right one. I studied this concept called "Opportunity Cost" in school. By the book definition, it goes - "the loss of other alternatives when one alternative is chosen." Ever...
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