When i grow UP!

Life is a lesson on it's own. And in the past (almost ) 20 years i have learnt a lot of things. I have sacrificed a lot, and gained a lot.

But in these past three years i have lost things that i held so close to my heart. I lost love, patience and my ambition. If i had followed my plans i would have been on my way of earning a MBBS degree. I don't know maybe i should have. But sitting at home for a year after i graduated from high school, and dismissing the golden opportunity of Presidency College AND KMC, made me realize that dreams are not consistent, mine changes with my mood. This is exactly what happened. I threw away the comfort of my home, the luxury of my mom's money and here i am. Trying to grow up, trying to live on my own. I have been quite successful till now, but my bouts of depression and the fact that i decided to kill myself kind of ruins the happy picture.

Yes, but this is not my dream, or is it? This summer i am going back home again, and i might not return. Sometimes i feel like moving to Europe, learning a different language. Sometimes, i feel i am a nomad. I am made to hover around. Sometimes i just feel like dropping everything and to hibernate. I want to be a politician and a housewife. I want to save lives and kill a few. I want to be the law maker and the felon. I want to be what the universe is made of.

I want to be the unknown, the undiscovered.