Two years back, a friend of mine asked me out. Isn't that so common with girls my age? Well, back then I denied and our friendship changed from an inflated balloon to a bursted one. This continued with two other friends of mine and I was suddenly wishing proposals be banned lest I would be left giving away the most blissful friends I ever had.
Flashback over, back to the present! Post college life is a different phase from the ones we went through in the last 21 years. You don't have the satisfaction of having at least one buddy, whom you shall tell all the mess you create, when you get to college the next day. You don't have 3-4 such people who will tell you to bunk the lectures the next day and offer you the best of hangout plans. You just are left with that tiny mind of yours calculating whether not going to office but a party is worth the miss? Whom shall you take there? Huge blow, you are single but all your other buddies are busy doing God-knows-what. A day of leave for you doesn't mean they will do the same.
What has all of this got to do with my story? A lot of times I wished to reconsider the earlier proposals, I so much wanted to swap between a dull life and one where at least some caring is guaranteed. But this would mean I am keeping options open and will continually keep comparing. That's not the way it should be. Though not a loveguru, I know love happen because....love happens for no reason! It just is meant to be!
We were a group of four friends when we passed out of school. We were the most cheerful bunch of kids back then, but now the spark has lost. I happened to talk to one of the three awesome people of my life after a long time and what she told shocked me- "It was always supposed to be you and him and me and the other guy. We were meant to be together. It was written fate, but you went against it, broke one's heart, opened ways for the other one and later on, rejected him too. You broke our destiny." How do someone knows their written fate at 15? How was I to know that? Why was I wrong when I only did what my heart felt right?
Opportunity cost- It isn't just in costing! I took chances, what was lost became my opportunity cost. Many times I feel like travelling back in time, not to change things but to explain myself better.
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