[This is to the ones that are new high school goers – cheers!]
Until last year, ideas were superficial and though dreams were big, efforts were little. Things were going fine. Everything seemed…perfect.
And then we took the huge leap and entered the realm of high school.
The world turned upside down for so many, myself included. Becoming the seniors of school. Straining a few friendships. Increasing distances. Stepping out of the warmth and suddenly, running the race.
And now, the ideas can’t be superficial anymore. The dreams have to be cut to our capabilities, and the efforts have to be immense.
Some have it carefully planned out. Which entrance to appear for, which college to go to, which subject to take up, the alternative options, everything. Books for this exam and that. Coaching classes for best medical seats, special schools for a sure engineering placement. Entering the factory and coming out as default products. Being pushed onto the track and running.
Some, don’t. On being asked what’s after 12th grade, someone told me “I don’t know!” Another one tells me, “Architecture”, when she’s actually studying for the medical entrance exam. A certain friend said, “I wanna model.” And the girl in the front bench in class? “Aspiring photographer,” came the reply.
If someone told this last year or the year before that, a shrug or a small laugh or a displeased smile would be returned.
Now? We’re all the in race, and we know what it’s like. The questions that linger around our heads are all the same. The future, though thought of, is as blurry as a foggy winter day. We don’t know where we all will end up. Where this road is taking us. Whether we’re in a trance or we’re actually walking. Despite the uncertainty, it’s nice to see the vivid ambitions of same aged people. It feels good to know that there are people out there having queer dreams to achieve, just like me.
Nevertheless, all the very best to everyone out there, tirelessly striving for something that may or may not be the end result. I most certainly hope you WILL get there. I hope I see you design that building, you on the cover of that magazine and you touring the world to capture moments.
Good luck, and see you there.
At a point like this in my life, I have finally stopped being an atheist. Because to have no one to blame for this, would hurt too much.