So, 9th grade, huge year. They all keep telling me, and I agree. Then comes the next question, or more accurately that short period of time when I question all of my life choices. They ask me what I want to become when I grow up, I keep convincing myself that there’s a lot of time to think about that stuff.
Most of my friends want to become doctors and engineers. But, I am sure I don’t want to become either. I am not so good at math, and I can’t very well look at blood without feeling a bit faint. As I have made quite clear before I am of the herd mentality, and when everyone says they want to become doctors and engineers they have me questioning my choices.
Over the years I have given a lot of unnecessary thought to this question, and as time has passed, my choice of occupation has also changed. Currently, I want to be a journalist. It sounds like a dream, I can do something I love and earn money, but then why don’t I want to be a writer? It’s because my father had once told me that there are millions out there who have published books but only three or four of them rise and become famous. He said that I need to have that charisma to succeed in such a job, no support there, you have to stand up all by yourself. Not everybody can be J.K. Rowling. I asked him why he was trying to scare me away from writing, he said that he was just telling me the truth. He is quite a realist. I decided not to go for writing because, I feel that I don’t have that charisma, three or four in millions! But, my dad actually wants me to be a writer, because he feels that it’s the best occupation for me, he says that journalism isn’t my passion it’s writing, I don’t know what to think now.
Over dinner my parents give me long lectures about how I need to get good grades in everything so that I can get into a good college. When I argue that its too early to think about getting into college, I always hear the same words. They say, after tenth I need to get into a good junior college, only then will I get into a good college. Ninth will get over before you will know it, and then maybe it will be too late, will it though?
Most of my friends have joined extra classes, to prepare to join the best engineering colleges in India. Those who want to be doctors have also become serious, and I feel lost in the crowd. I still refuse to think about college yet, or even junior college, am I doing the right thing?
Keya, 13 year old, writing since age 7. Expressing her self freely on her blog! Enjoy the reading