
Did the title of this blog made you wonder "what?"
Do you think you are imperfect for this "perfect'' world? Does being invisible at times seems more of a choice than an act? If there is a hint of a feeble 'yes' as an answer, then this is something you could relate to.
I am 29-year-old Doctor girl from Chandigarh, currently refining my science background in becoming a Public Health Professional from the mighty Hopkins.
Being groomed with hardcore Punjabi values made me believe life was super if you have a super Family which, crafts your life in every aspect, a bunch of great Friends who disagree when you disagree with those well-crafted plans for 'your' life, great Love which, promises to make those plans dreamy and of course, Grrrrreat FOOD!*wink* sorry, talking about food comes naturally to me.
You must think what makes this girl talk about all that in today's modernized yet Kaliyuga, where survival if the fittest and the most selfish (the version I believe in) exists, right? Well, the answer lies in me being a December baby. Yeah, December..The month of chilly nights and warm conversations. The time of the year most awaited by me. The time of the year which makes me miss Chandigarh so much when I am not home. The time of the year you fall in love, with yourself and everything around you.
I enjoyed being home and guarded by a close knit family of 5 for 25 years until Maharashtra called upon for my graduation in medicine. No, I am not the geeky type who aspired to be a doctor. My dream was to create magic on the stage, I wanted to be a dancer. I never received any professional training in dance, as dancing, quoted by my Father (no offense to anyone), "was the way of life for non-achievers and non-existent's, not for a good society girl like me". So instead, I moved to make dream come true. My fathers' dream. The dream I made my own, the dream which I believe was more to prove to the prudent society that he and his daughter are more superior. I am not regretting being a doctor, no! I can not thank him enough for dreaming so big for me. But, I just miss being Me.
The 'imperfect' me in this 'perfect' world.
So you want to know what happens after I embark the journey of making my dreams come true? well, you got to stay tuned to this space for that because I have a feeling my story is similar to yours'.
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