Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Graduation Blues!


Dear freshers, this one’s for you.

First of all, congratulations! You made it. You made through the pressure of completing assignments, attending 9 am lecture, keeping sane, balancing social life and doing an internship. Just gave you nostalgia, yes?

But, then came the graduation day, when you saw 80% of your classmates for the last time. With hope in your heart and charisma to take over the world, you thought that now it gets better. The life is going to be sorted, after all you have graduated.

Then came a notification, a friend got into IIM. You were happy, happy that he made it but is it really? A little part of you wished, wished you were him. Scrolling through the feed, you found out someone from your class made it to Google when all you were thinking was to have some noodles.

Here starts the panic. The dilemma about what to do? Choose masters or do a job? Suddenly, it occurs that nobody hires freshers. You doubt whether you chose the correct field. “Is this stream really me or was I born to do something different?”

Friend by friend everybody gets where they wanted while you stand there choking on your life decisions, wishing you did things differently but feel the time has gone. Stuck at home, anxiety falls all over. Do what will make parents happy? Or listen to that little confused heart? Feeling scared about what is going to come and destroying present by over thinking becomes a pattern.

But I just want to let you know, that you are not alone. Every person goes through the same cycle, yearning for a miracle. That little voice in your head, will guide you through the dark for it has seen your fears and knows what you desire.

Maybe it’s not your time yet, but believe that time does change. Family, neighbors will speak for a while, but what you create will later define your life. Just keep on going and do your bit cuz without that even God can’t do shit.

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