Wrath of last two the weeks!
firstly, it had been a week filled with shocks and bountiful surprises...
Flashback of last week:
i somehow managed to gather courage to talk with my mom about the change i wish to have in my career.
Obviously, mom told dad and the drama the began... well, this was just the "starter", "main course" was on its way. It was none other than a letter from my college. A letter from my DEAREST Principal, ... a letter pointing towards my poor attendance. Huh!! Just imagine what all i had to go through!
The week that followed was no different from the previous one. Same old drama. Just like what they show in daily-soaps, except for those heavy jewelleries and plenty of make-up. Mom-dad yelling and shouting at me and me...the poor lonesome kid, sitting at one end of the living room and listening to their quack-quack. Not a word being uttered from my side. Sounds funny, isn't it?
And well, about my Parents...they are very good people, but unfortunately, they fail to understand me...
Each time i fall and pick myself up; a new trouble stands in front grinning at me saying, "Let's play some more games." Huh! Oh, dear me, how much i'm getting used to such things! One thing i want to mention, maturity comes not with age, but with experiences. Even a 30 year old may sound immature in front of a 10 year old. ironic though, but true. It depends on our wisdom.
Such difficulties and troubles are free of cost. They can come anytime and petrify us, but all we gotta do is smile back at them and face them with all our might. They're here to give us "free-advises", like, "hey you, be cautious! I'll be back soon." And we gotta make ourselves stronger than ever and be prepared for their next visit. And well, for my parents and the biggest block on my path, i mean the fat Principal- how long will they keep me away from the SUN?
With every opposition my desire will increase and will keep on increasing...
firstly, it had been a week filled with shocks and bountiful surprises...
Flashback of last week:
i somehow managed to gather courage to talk with my mom about the change i wish to have in my career.
Obviously, mom told dad and the drama the began... well, this was just the "starter", "main course" was on its way. It was none other than a letter from my college. A letter from my DEAREST Principal, ... a letter pointing towards my poor attendance. Huh!! Just imagine what all i had to go through!
The week that followed was no different from the previous one. Same old drama. Just like what they show in daily-soaps, except for those heavy jewelleries and plenty of make-up. Mom-dad yelling and shouting at me and me...the poor lonesome kid, sitting at one end of the living room and listening to their quack-quack. Not a word being uttered from my side. Sounds funny, isn't it?
And well, about my Parents...they are very good people, but unfortunately, they fail to understand me...
Each time i fall and pick myself up; a new trouble stands in front grinning at me saying, "Let's play some more games." Huh! Oh, dear me, how much i'm getting used to such things! One thing i want to mention, maturity comes not with age, but with experiences. Even a 30 year old may sound immature in front of a 10 year old. ironic though, but true. It depends on our wisdom.
Such difficulties and troubles are free of cost. They can come anytime and petrify us, but all we gotta do is smile back at them and face them with all our might. They're here to give us "free-advises", like, "hey you, be cautious! I'll be back soon." And we gotta make ourselves stronger than ever and be prepared for their next visit. And well, for my parents and the biggest block on my path, i mean the fat Principal- how long will they keep me away from the SUN?
With every opposition my desire will increase and will keep on increasing...
